The Last Warrior Book Novels & Stories

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.

"The Devourer... was never created to destroy the world." Nyxar frowned. "Then why did it?" "Because it believed the world had rejected it." Silence settled over the Sanctuary. Even Fenrir, who had once fought the Devourer with unmatched fury, lowered his head. Killian looked toward the ancient tree. "So all these wars... began with one lonely heart." The Elder Wolf nodded. "And every battle afterward fed that loneliness." The realization weighed heavily on everyone. They had spent centuries preparing for a final war, yet the Book had revealed a far more difficult truth: victory alone would never end the cycle. Healing would.

“During the battle–the final battle–when the Firestone armies were losing and waging their last stand, I saw you in the fray. You–you turned to look at me. You were raising your sword to strike an enemy, but when you saw me, you stopped. You were so beaten and weak, Ryan. You’d been enslaved for decades then escaped only to be forced to fight once more on the Firestone side, and even then, you looked for me. We found each other on the battlefield in the last seconds of our lives.” The Kings of Eastonia, the enemy, had won. They used the full might of their stolen treasure–The Book of Whispers–to decimate the Firestone armies. The last of the old gods who once walked beside us retreated–the G

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."

As I open the journals, I finally understand why. They were all handwritten, and from the looks of it, some of the handwriting belongs to my mother. Some of the pages had maps, names of people, and groups with names like Red Moon pack and Silver Springs pack, with the last entry listed as Moon Spirit Pack. According to the handwriting, the Moon Spirit Pack is supposedly the last pack they had contact with. The pack leader is named Arthur Wright, but there's no exact location where to find them, just that they are located somewhere in the northern hemisphere.

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

Now there was only one thing left to do…Find the she-wolf for Warlord and secure our freedom. THE END OF BOOK ONE: CONTINUE TO READ: WARLORD'S WARD

**This book is a prequel to the Guardians Trilogy. However, while it starts before the first book in the Trilogy and can be read as a stand alone, it will span the timeframe of both Books 1 and 2. This book will contain spoilers and references discussed in the other books. It is recommended that you first read Book 1, The Broken Warrior’s Daughter, and Book 2, Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this book.

My hands lifted, and with a scream, I called on every part of me—every broken bone, every tear, every ounce of strength I’d ever known. The light shot from my chest like a comet, colliding with the witch queen’s flame. There was silence. Then an explosion of silver and black. When the dust cleared, I stood alone at the gates, my pack behind me. The final war had begun. And I would end it.

"Heya!! This is sadly the end of book one!! Yaay, or…you know, Booo! Lol. Book two will be titled: My last wish, still centred on Vivanna, but this time with more of the heroine, Daisy. It will be out after I catch my breath, and to be honest, I was debating ending book one elsewhere, so I may add a few chapters later, don’t worry, lol not of the flashback; part two of the flashback will come later. The additional chapters will be more of Vivanna in Envia with Kassian. Anyway, I’ll keep thinking about it until I include the chapters. >.< Though, for now, I will end book one here, then when I begin ‘My Last Wish’, I will have decided on what to do. I have received pretty awesome comments, an