Ultragene-warlord Novels & Stories

Very few believed in my cause, the cause to rule the world under one being. I was currently walking to the dining hall for lunch after spending my morning looking over battle plans. I stepped into the room and everyone went quiet until I had a seat at the head of the table. To my right was Commander Ulric. He was a Beta wolf that I had found as a rogue a few months after I started looking for others to help me. He’s as tall as me at six feet and just as muscular. He has light skin with silver eyes and black hair. He’s a vicious warrior, but all the women fawn over him. We were served lunch while I listened to the chatter that was going on around me. I was the first one served as usual and to

“Otherwise father… King Ulgar will immediately unleash a war. Bery growled, showing impressive fangs. Aznar froze, thinking. In the end, he understood that it was stupid and pointless to unleash a war, bearing responsibility for many lives. But instinct screamed that it was necessary to immediately kill this vile little man, who was writhing on the floor, stinking of alcohol and the smell of Lanaren. How dare he touch her! Aznar went up to him, pressed Leverius to the floor with a huge paw, looking at him. The man wheezed in fear and closed his eyes. The tiger snarled, fangs snapping right next to his neck. Leverius twitched, and a wet spot slowly spread across his trousers. The werewolf sno

“But I do challenge you all to do your best.” “Okay, so one will be fought without magic and the second fighting round will be fought with magic. And just for some of our newer warriors. Adrik is a demon, more importantly, demon royalty. So, bring your best.” I told the crowd. “Your queen, would you like to address your warriors?” I asked Gabi before looking at Sam.

Her blood wreaks of pure power. My father stands from his seat. ‘If you and my daughter can put your differences aside and learn to love each other. Then our races can put our differences aside and fight together as one. Nathan, Alex, Theo and Leo. Contact all the packs. They are to prepare themselves and join the fight against Lord Atticus immediately. Make sure Alpha Varan and Alpha Greg are contacted first. I will organise our warriors now.’ He says and leaves the room. Nathan, Alex, Theo and Leo also leave the hall. ‘So what do we do, now?’ Amara asks.

"I think it's time we move further into the towns. I think it's time we stop hiding and being targets to these humans." I should have fucking seen this coming. Michael was always a little delusional. He's always making wrong decisions. It's the very same reason, I decided to keep my distance. What he wanted right now was war. We were still dealing with the issue of rogue werewolves, I didn't want to deal with him now talking about taking over the town. What would it be next? World domination. If we were stupid and destroyed everything our forefathers had built for us in a matter of seconds because of petty humans, then everything would have been for nothing.

Anaya's eyes widened in shock as she saw his appearance. “My name is MAMMON, I am a warlord from the abyss and a loyal servant of Lilith, the goddess of darkness. I am here to carry out orders given to me by her: wipe out all the council members and replace them with abyss demons. The new world is coming, and you will not be alive to see it,” he said, rising from where he stood. “What in the moon goddess's name?" Anaya said with shock on her face. Mammon suddenly rushed at her and landed a heavy blow on her stomach. Anaya yelled in pain, coughing out some blood.

But at one point, I also felt happy, knowing that I would be with my parents in the Elysian Fields, putting an end to my miserable life. “Goodbye, world,” I whispered as I resigned to my fate, closing my eyes in surrender. Suddenly, I heard some commotion around. When I opened my eyes, I saw Kristoff and Ulric coming, with a few gallant men by their side, ready to fight to the death to save us. “Charge!!!” Kristoff shouted. “Kill them all!” Sigurd answered, and the war began. The clash of fur and teeth echoed through the battlefield as the wolves from both sides collided in a violent frenzy. Ulric's transformation was breathtaking, his majestic blonde hair morphing into a coat of black, shin

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly searched the room for any clues that might help her understand the situation better. She found a journal that had belonged to the werewolf, and she began to read it. The journal contained entries about a war that had been raging between the werewolves and a powerful human organization known as the Order of the Silver Wolf. The werewolf had been fighting against the Order, and it had been doing so for many years. Ulrich was shocked by this revelation. She quickly put two and two together and realized that the werewolf she had just fought was part of this war. She also realized that if she wanted to help the werewolf, she would have to join the fight.

It's pretty cool, though. "That's crazy. I didn't think there was anything behind it." I hear Raven whisper from her chair next to me. Atleast we are all pretty shocked by this and it's not just me. "Yes, it's interesting information, but it's not important right now. Any other questions about your appearance or can I continue?" We all shake our heads to let him know we don't have any more questions. "Ok, so more about the prophecy. In the prophecy it states that there is a war upon us that will forever change the fate of the werewolf population. It will be a war between the Rogues and peaceful packs. If the rogues win, our world will be tossed into chaos that's filled with death and misery.