The Greatest Warrior Mga Nobela at Kwento

I wasn't ready to be a Luna of a dove, bowing down and smiling gibberish to the people and my so-called Alpha or speaking unnecessary items with the women, I wanted to be a Luna of steel, a warrior Luna as I fight and take off every infiltrating rogue and supernatural dangerous enemies that seem to be poking around to cause a stir. I've lived all my life fighting, I never had a teacher except my and my father exiled all the female warriors in the Red Stone Pack to prevent me from learning from them while growing up. The male warriors were never seen around the Pack mansion as he knew that I would ask for their guidance.

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

“Chief Commander Draco Lang?! The chief commander of the War Dragon Squad?!” “Then, the one beside him… Could it be…” The six men looked at Kaze. They were veterans who once served in the army, so after learning Draco’s true identity, they realized who Kaze really was. Thump! The six of them knelt in front of Kaze. Even though the broken arm put them in excruciating pain, they insisted on kneeling. They looked at Kaze with reverence and eagerness. Kaze was the legendary God of War—the living legend in every veteran’s heart, the warrior who had never lost a battle!

“I think good things, but boys are weird. They said humans can’t be warriors, but you is a warrior. So that don’t make sense. Then they said you beat Miss Greta and that don’t make sense either. Nobody beats Miss Greta.” “Well, let me set one thing straight. I did NOT beat Miss Greta, but I did get to work with her. She is a really great warrior so if she tells you to do something listen, cause she’s the best. But, I am a warrior and a human. I just have to work a little different that’s all. I can get hurt worse because I don’t heal as fast as you do.” “Oh, so can I tell Todd he was kinda wrong then?”

He was a storm of rage, a warrior who fought without terror, a protector of his mate. She saw Zane, his actions frenzied and unpredictable, his sword a silver blur in the chaos. He fought with calculating cleverness, his mind a weapon as lethal as his sword. He was a phantom, a specter, a guardian of his mate. She observed as Kai, his mind a sword, directing warriors with swift hand movements, his sword a deadly extension of his mind. He fought with an icy, calculated precision. He was a general, a strategist, a protector of his mate.

* Alpha King Zed * I couldn't help but get amused looking at the expression she made on every announcement I made to the warriors fighting over the lead spot. She stood with my sister worrying about her brother every second that passed. The three warriors have now started to face each other for the final test. "Beta what is the name of those other two?" Beta Osuof thought for a couple of seconds. "The biggest one of them is Conrad, ambitious and proud. He is also the oldest warrior out of the three and the other one is John the same age as Aldin and his friend, actually the three of them are friends."

Charlie continued, “Number two! As a martial artist, you are very strong and tenacious, but you are also very soft and weak on the inside! This proves that you don’t have what it takes to be a martial artist! A warrior is a wolf who dares to fight and is not afraid to die, but in my eyes, you are nothing but a pitiful poodle beneath the tough physique and sharp wolf-like fangs!” Tears flowed down Nanako’s face upon hearing this. Yet, Charlie went on. “Number three! Warriors are soldiers who are not afraid to walk to their death! When they go to the battlefield, they are prepared to shed their blood and sacrifice their lives, but they never jeopardize their dignity! What about you? How dare y

“More wolves will die.” “Willow.” I lift her chin so she can look at me. “You can’t prevent death. Everything dies in the end.” I tuck messy auburn hair behind her ears. “The greatest honour for a warrior is to die fighting. No one will blame you, no one will hold it against you. Death is not something we fear – when it’s your time, embrace it like an old friend.” She doesn’t say anything, just wipes away a stray tear, her mouth puffing out as she tries to keep the tears at bay.

It did not affect his position in any way, he was still the best warrior in the country. He once competed with Nuri to be the first to kill the Golden Dragon. But he's a day behind Nuri. By the time he reached the canyon, Nuri had killed the Golden Dragon. I heard about him when I came to the land of Werebear. People put his name next to Nuri and praised him as a great hero. Few people have ever seen his face. He always appears before people in thick armor, like a god in ancient mythology.

Roman POV I got an urgent mind link from my warriors to get to my brother Reign’s home, my pulse hammering in my chest as I raced there. I contacted by mind link my oldest brother, Hamza, and a few trusted warriors to meet me there. Calling on my wolf, I pushed through the terrain as fast as I could, grabbing only a t-shirt and joggers, which I tied around my neck to change into later. Every second mattered. Every second was a chance to prevent more suffering.