The Last Warrior Book Novels & Stories

The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was the sight of fire, burning in the pack. ~~~~~~~~~~ ALASTAIR LOOKED AT the destruction around with glee. He had been fighting and moving for almost all his life, now he was just tired. After this last one for his brother, whom he had loved so much, he was going to call quits and choose a mate with whom he would spend the rest of his life. "We are done. There are no more warriors," Chet, his second in command said to him. "The boys are setting the place on fire, just for the fun of it."

We promised ourselves not to worry about the future but take the days gradually as they come and go and live in every moment as if it were our last. THE END (This book is the second book of the spirit wolf series. The last book of the Spirit Wolf Series would soon be out. Thank you for your love, support and votes)

The warrior bows deeply to Dane, hastily puts on his boots, and rushes to join the other warriors, who celebrate as if he’s just emerged from a fierce battle. Natasha watches me with a strange expression until I hear her voice in my mind, asking to speak privately after training. Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

"I didn't choose you because I believe you. I chose you because you're my mate. Because some things matter more than fear or hatred or inherited prejudice." He reached out and took my hand. His palm was warm against mine. Solid. Real. "Whatever happens tonight," he said, "we face it together." I squeezed his hand. "Together." The sun dipped below the horizon. Darkness spread across the forest. And in that darkness, I felt them coming. Twenty packs. Hundreds of warriors. An army mobilized with one purpose—to eliminate the Last Ghost Wolf. The final battle had begun.

The unnamed warrior, covered in his own blood as his chest slowly heaved and fell. My breath caught. I didn’t even know what to feel—fear, guilt, pain or anger? The warrior was now in his human form, slowly taking his last breaths. He was looking me directly in the eyes, and for unknown reasons, I was frozen in place, unable to move under the scrutiny of his weak eyes. Sometimes I feel cursed with the kind of heart I was born with. How could I still feel pity towards a man who had the intent of taking my life?

It didn't depict anger, It displayed control. He stepped forward. --- Behind him the hunters started to break formation. Someone shouted for them to fall back and that they were overrun. They moved, they ran. Elias did not. His boot sank into the mud with a heavy sound as he advanced. One step, another. Each step was deliberate severing something that used to exist between us. This was not a mission anymore. I could see that clearly as the sword in his hand. This was a correction and I was the error.

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE

ROMAN POV. I had just arrived at my destination and I paused to see the terrible state of things that were here. This only confirms my suspicion of Kai and his corrupt activities. I look at the city I was in, seeing the mess. It was far from developed and the people were either sick or hungry. This was the same Kai had told me, the same place he spoke about the renovation. The whole place was restored but coming here it was different. This was the place that got hit after the last war, we don't normally fight in living areas, however, the last war was an attack, the village was attacked, burnt and could have killed half of the population if I hadn't gone there.

He stood up to check the time on my wristwatch and grunted, when it showed five minutes to eight in the evening. “So YESHUA’s in support of this?” “Definitely, otherwise all these people won’t be here with us.” He looked around suspiciously while holding the sword firmly. He didn’t trust the goddess or anyone who didn’t resemble me. “So what are they here for?” He inquired while sitting down. “They’re prayer warriors, who’d be calling on YESHUA to help you attain victory tonight.” He strapped the YESHUA sword with a smile, to the second belt on his waist after rising to his feet.