The Warriors Yurick Novel Novels & Stories

I turned my back to him, flipping my loose hair over my shoulder before looking over it to say, "Belikov, you don't know the first thing about me." Some new introductions in this chapter. Lissa finally gets to meet our foreign warrior and we get our first glimpse of Victor. Dickitri is still out to play, but he's obviously harboring some deeper thoughts from Rose. As you may have noticed, Rose's slang and swearing tend to jump around between different cultures/languages. This comes from the idea that she's grown up around a variety of different backgrounds from recruits and her friends so she's got a plethora of ammo when it comes to insulting people. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and as alwa

Demenicus whistled and from behind the large pillars, sculptures, statues and standing armors, several Skull pack werewolves came out with sharp pickaxes and hatchets. The whole hall panicked at the sight of the scary Skull pack scavengers, with their horrid looking tattoos. Kate quickly attempted to run outside and call for back up, but as she ran out, all the guards were dead. She looked around but there was no one around to help. As she was still looking, one of the skull pack scavengers (as they were often called) named Vulture, dragged her by the hair. She cried out in pain as his sharp claws dug into her soft scalp. She could feel the hot blood oozing out, the sting of his claws in her

Heat flushes Jamari’s cheeks at the title. The two wolves approach Yuriko, bowing in respect to Jamari. “Welcome home Jamari.” Yuriko reaches over, clasping her hand with the woman’s, Jamari’s eyes following the movement. “These are my mates..” Jamari squealed, grabbing Yuriko for a bear hug before the Beta was able to introduce her mates. “I am so happy for you three.” She says, pulling away. “Dakota and Mai are the best!” Yuriko nods in agreement.

Nicole shouted my name. It was like her voice went through one ear and out the other. I was now able to relax again. “He’s better now.” Her voice faded. “Good, we need to get him up and ready to head out.” Grimm told her. My eyes opened and I turned to Grimm, slowly. “What’s going on?” I asked him. He smirked at me and the next words that he said to me had me up and about. “War.” He told me.

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

I exhale and run a finger through my hair " My emotions are not as frail as you think, Nikolai, I can take it, I'm not made of glass," He hesitates, still in inner turmoil but he pulls me onto his lap, my legs are on either side of him and he kisses me. I kiss him back, I missed the taste of his lips. "I'll tell you everything, no more secrets," He whispers, he gets to his feet with me in his hands and takes me to the bedroom. He doesn't let me go even as we lie in bed as he begins to tell me everything that is going on with the packs, there is a war in the city, a war for power and territory, Lycans are allying and the strongest will be victorious. Erickson's pack is the one that declared i

By the looks of things, the warriors weren’t doing well and looked to be losing the battle. As I charged toward them, it didn’t take long for all of their attention to turn on me. I nearly froze in my tracks when I got a better look at them. They looked possessed with bright, glowing red eyes and big globs of saliva dripping from their bloody mouths. I had seen feral wolves before, but this was different. I snapped out of my shocked state and pushed forward. I didn’t have time to dwell on it. Those warriors needed us. I don’t know what they are, but be careful. I warned Emma through the mind-link.

she told me with a pout and I didn’t know when I chuckled with a wide smile on my face. “You’re so cute, Yara,” I told her and she made a face with a scowl. That only made me smile wider and she looked angrier. She was really pretty when she was pissed. “I’m not cute. Don’t call me that” she corrected and I tilted my head to the side. “And why is that?” I wanted to know why. “I’m a warrior, Denver and warriors are not cute when they can flip anyone over their soldiers” she answered and I shook my head.

They had expected any other male, just not this one. A barbarian. Yori's eyes flare with recognition as he suddenly recalls Vidarr, he had seen him the day their abode was destroyed. This warrior had been with that mad raider. So many of the Dahome savages, Yori, had been lucky to escape alive after the village had been burnt to the ground, and now he's attempting to find a new settlement for the few survivors only to bump into this Dahome warrior. Yori's purely angry gaze returns to Soral, he should have killed him faster.

I can hollow out his defences, take his pawns, kill them one by one until he’s the last player standing on the board. My warriors are around me, stalking through the town. I can sense their presence in the darkness. They are hidden so well that their own mothers wouldn’t be able to find them, but they are here. I round a corner, my every sense laser focused on Bryce, but I don’t miss the warriors that think they have a chance to take me out and launch themselves at me, teeth bared, claws extended. The world is alive around me. My warriors are making quick work of the wolf invaders - the one without the good sense to stay out of a Lycan enclave. Or perhaps they fear Bryce more than they fear