The Woman Warrior Novels & Stories

He always had a soft spot for kids. “Well, let’s get going then.” Zara shot me a lopsided grin and shoved her hands in her jacket’s pockets. Zara was a vivacious breath of fresh air. She was an open book and reminded me a bit of Harriet and Iris. Zara was the only female pack warrior. It took a while for Zara to get on the squad, even though she was a stronger fighter than some of the men. Apparently, it caused quite the stir with some of the warriors and regular pack members. After all, Zara made history being their first female warrior ever.

She quickened her pace and as she turned toward the toilet, she pulled off her denim jacket and wig, and hurried into the gents’ toilet, knowing Robin would expect to find her in the ladies. “You can’t go in there, that’s not the gents toilet,” an old woman in her late sixties said, stepping into Robin’s way. “Get the fuck out, old woman.” Robin pushed her aside. “Ugh!” the woman cried, clutching her back. She had hit the wall due to the force of the push. “Tell me where she is, or I’ll kill you," he barked, moving closer. “Who are you talking about? I didn’t meet an-y-yone here, the woman stammered, her voice trembling.

I don't fault him for the slight accusation because anyone would ask that question so I let it slide. "As far as we are concerned she has never done anything to him for him to react the way he does and yes she can defend herself. She is the only female that trains with the rest of the warriors here and even without her wolf she was able to match me hit for hit when we sparred together. She is the daughter of their past Top Warrior and it seems she got his genetics for fighting." I smile as I am speaking. I'm genuinely proud of her abilities and wish she had ended up being my mate.

She tensed secretly and smirks. Marina! Elsa's sister. Radon could swear he remembered her very well and he despise her attitude. Marina smiles and grinds on Harden's lap. Dumb bitch. Mariana's friend tried to hit on Radon but his glares alone made her compose herself. She turns her back on them and straddles Harden. Harden grabbed her ass as he takes off her crop top leaving her topless and she was not even wearing a bra. "Dumbass bitch." Radon cursed.

"She’s just one of those ordinary women." Harrison looked at her. Strong jaw. Proud shoulders. The warrior who'd won him a war. Sasha was right. Vera was just another vain woman playing games for attention. No matter how well she dressed or how much she spent, she would never possess the strength of a true female warrior.

Jaiyana’s voice left no room for doubt that she was there to be among the warriors, not a tourist on the grounds. Sheila’s blue eyes danced underneath her long lashes, a smile curling her lips. Her red hair spilled out in curls along her shoulders over her simple black dress. “I understand you have one of weapons with you,” she said, her voice floating like musical notes. “I do.”

She was the only woman among the top ten strongest battle warriors and was only twenty-nine years old. Her abilities as a warrior were comparable to that of her male compatriots. Coupled with her beauty, she was regarded as the modern Deborah Sampson. “Have Lucas and the others left?” Adrian asked when he saw her walk in. “Lucas has returned to Southrive. Caine and Gale have also left on urgent matters, so I’m here to see if you need me for anything else since I’ve got time on my hands.”

Feeling some sort of relief, Jade continued towards the exhibit. The left-wing was nearly empty, save for an elderly woman standing in front of a collection of swords and a younger man who was wandering about. Jade started to walk around, stopping by now and then to view some of the artifacts on display. She was particularly interested in an elaborate costume that supposedly came from the collection of a princess who lived during the Qin dynasty. “I know someone who’d look good in that,” Jade thought as she pictured the dress on Marie. The mental image made her laugh a little too loud, much to the disapproval of the older lady.

“Meanwhile, our men were forging a rope bridge to secret across onto the distant shore. I was frustrated with the stupidity of those in the planning tent and stepped outside to clear my head of their ignorant schemes and the stench of their body odor. The day had been putrid, humid, and hot. The funk of thousands of warriors who felt bathing was for the womenfolk had taken its toll. I needed a breath of fresh air. “I spotted a comely woman in our camp and wondered if she was from a nearby village. No woman ever ventured into warrior territory, and I knew her future would be vile if I didn’t intercede and remove her before the sex-starved warriors came across her. I went to her and expl

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Strong women are not simply born. We are forged through the challenges of life. With each challenge we grow mentally and emotionally. We move forward with our head high and a strength that cannot be denied. A woman who has been through the storm and survived. We are warriors!" .•●•. ⚘The Elamite Empire ⚘ "Just.... why?!" Arianna screamed, her wolf surfacing and it was only just by a thread that she was holding on and keeping control.