The Warrior Heart Novels & Stories

He tightened his arm around Erriene’s waist and rested the other across his back with his palm at the back of his head and his fingers buried in those silver white tresses that he missed so much. Erriene laid his head against Alarick’s chest, no doubt hearing his fast beating heart. But it doesn’t matter right now. He wants Erriene to hear it. To know that he can make the barbarian warlord’s heart beat rapidly like this. Erriene can make him feel alive, and he can also take away his will to live with just a look, a word. Alarick felt like a wound had just healed inside him. This was right. Everything was perfect now.

Right then, there was a lot for him to mull over. With Bertram's death, Rhychard would have thought that most of his problems would have been settled, but it seemed they were only magnified. Aradhon was still loose and very much a mystery, more people knew Rhychard was a Warrior of the Way than he was comfortable with, Buttercup was a growing witch and again without a job, and Renny needed to be announced as alive again. Why can't I ever have normal problems, like all the parking spots are taken at the mall? He sighed as he lifted an ancient desk chair and headed for the truck. He couldn't remember the last time he had a normal problem to tackle. He needed normal again, but as long as he hel

I scoffed, shaking my head. "I'm serious, Penelope. I'm not just saying this cause I fucking hate her. You are good, and you managed to take her down not once but twice. It just shows how skilled you really are. It's not where or how someone grows up that makes them a warrior, Penelope. It's how much of their heart and soul they put into everything they do that makes them a warrior. One is only as strong as their heart, and you have a heart of a dragon." I swallowed hard, not sure what to say in response to that. Thankfully I didn't have to say anything as Hunter intercepted Lira and me. His voice was still as cold and void of emotion as ever. I was starting to wonder if it would kill the gu

“I won’t. I’ve faced worse.” A proud gleam shone in his eyes. “That’s my warrior.” Her heart pounded, spirit ablaze. His warrior…

“You’ve shown great improvement today. You have the potential to become a great warrior.” Aiel beamed with pride at the compliment. “Thank you, Reina. I’ve learned my lesson and I promise I’ll never gossip again.” Reina nodded, her expression softening. “I believe you, Aiel. But remember, being a warrior means more than just physical strength. It also means being honourable and honest. You must always uphold the values of our people.” Aiel nodded, taking in Reina’s words. She knew that being a true warrior meant more than just physical strength, and she was determined to live up to those ideals.

he screams. " I know, chill. That's not what I meant. Remember when two years back one of the female warriors got into heat? We let her beat the crap out of you .If you don't send me, send someone else. The Nero Beta is mated, and he is strong and you know how good they are in provoking people. Sent him, let him provoke her and let her beat the shit out if him" I suggest and he exhales " Your right, call them right now".

He grabbed the warrior's arm, twisted it behind his back, and then delivered a brutal kick to the man's spine. The warrior fell to the ground, paralyzed from the waist down. The last warrior, seeing his comrades defeated so easily, tried to flee. Blaze was on him in an instant, his hand plunging into the man's chest. He ripped out the warrior's heart, holding it for a moment before tossing it aside. The courtyard fell silent, the only sound was the ragged breathing of the terrified onlookers. Blood pooled on the ground, a testament to Blaze's lethal efficiency. He stood amidst the carnage, unscathed and unperturbed, his gaze cold and emotionless.

Reid's face had transformed, his eyes blazing with a fierce, contained fury. Reid's rage erupted, his eyes blazing with an otherworldly fury as he took a step closer to the warrior. His voice dropped to a menacing growl, "How dare they! How dare they take her from me!" The warrior trembled, attempting to back away, but Reid's swift movement was unstoppable. With a fluid, deadly motion, Reid's hand buried deep within the warrior's chest, and a sickening crunch echoed through the room as he ripped out the warrior's heart. The lifeless body crumpled to the floor, a macabre testament to Reid's unbridled wrath.

I’m just a warrior’s daughter, born to my station not to rise above it and not fall in love with anyone who is above my rank. The next few days proved just how worthy a warrior I will be, now that the foolish notions of loving someone that is unobtainable has now withered and died. Allowing my heart to be full of rage while I train is the only thing that keeps my dream alive now, the only dream that has any validity to it, the only dream that I allow to surface.

Despite being a very nice and kind guy, I didn't want to get involved with anyone at the moment, because my plans were my priority, and only later could I think about a romantic relationship. “If you need a ride to the university tomorrow, just give me a call.” “You don't have to worry about me, Arthur. I'm not going to take you out of your way to stop by the house.” “I see no problem in helping a friend.” He mentioned a friend, but his expression indicated he expected more than friendship from me, and as always, I was embarrassed. He was a handsome guy, with an athletic body and gorgeous, night-black eyes. His hair was cut in a military style, which ended up giving him a straight boy appear