Valiant Warrior Novels & Stories

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

There was a difference between the talent and skill of every warrior, but all of them had their pride and hearts as a warrior. The two sides were not related, so very few of them could do what Hamish was doing. It was as if he was completely devaluing himself. He was willing to act as a servant to someone else. A person like that would definitely not be able to accomplish anything big. He would only be able to act like a dog and loyally stay with someone stronger. That was an incredibly shameless way to live as a warrior.

One particularly displeased young warrior retorted, "Who said we needed your help? Sameer could have handled those monsters on his own. It was only a matter of time!" "Respect, please," Sameer intervened quickly, then smiled at Adrian, saying, "I apologize for his rudeness." Adrian waved it off. "It's alright. Young ones can be spirited. By the way, may I ask your name and faction?" Facing Adrian's inquiry directly, the warrior didn't hesitate. "We are warriors from Valor Supreme. I'm Sameer Asghar, and these are my juniors."

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

Valeria The night before the final battle was heavy with anticipation, but as I stood among the gathered forces of our united packs, I felt a quiet resolve settle over me. The stars above us twinkled like distant watchers, indifferent to the war we were about to wage. My heart was steady, though. I had faced impossible odds before, but this time, I wasn’t alone. Aiden, Rylan, and Kade stood with me, their presence a reminder of the strength we’d built together. The pack—our pack—was ready to follow us into whatever hell Malachai had prepared.

Injured wolves were being treated in the infirmary, and the warriors who had fought at the border were recounting the battle to an ever-growing crowd. “Kaida was incredible,” one of the warriors said, his voice filled with admiration. “She held the line, took down four rogues, and stopped one from reaching the packhouse.” The wolves listening murmured their agreement, their eyes flicking to me with a newfound respect. “Kaida!” someone called, and before I knew it, I was surrounded by pack members, their voices overlapping with praise and gratitude. “You saved us!” “You’re a hero!” “You’ve earned your place here!”

Through Liam's account, Killian finally learned everything that had happened after he left that day. He had left his most elite warriors. But not long after, Valerie appeared bearing his wolf fang, a token still radiating his Alpha scent, and ordered the main force to withdraw. Only my personal guard, warriors loyal to my family, refused the order. Valerie's word was the Alpha's, especially since she held his personal token. So all the warriors had to obey. Except for my family's warriors.

Her eyes were filled with pure hatred as she looked at me. "I am Valeria, lead warrior of this pack," she announced, her voice carrying easily across the room. "And I refuse to bow to this... thing." "Valeria," Alpha Rowan's voice held a warning. "Watch your tongue." "No!" she snapped. "You want us to follow a weak stain on the Alpha name? She's nothing but a crippled human girl who will get us all killed!" Before anyone could stop her, she strode across the room and shoved me hard in the chest. I stumbled backward, my legs giving out beneath me, and crashed to the floor in front of everyone.

Valerie yells at him. “I did, but I didn't tell you. Because I wanted to see your face once you realize your lover boy isn't around. Bloodsucker,” The warrior mutters, bringing his face closer to Valerie, so much so his breath mixed with hers. Valerie's eyes widened. “You… who are you?” she demands, and he smirks and replies. “Is my mate disappointed I'm alive?” “D—Damien…?” Valerie stutters in disbelief, and the smirk on the warrior's face only widens.