War Bringer Novels & Stories

“Bandit!” “Oh, sweetheart! Are you okay? Did that motherfucker touch you?” “No. He said his buyer wanted me untouched,” she said, and her whole body shuddered. “We got the bastard,” Bandit said, and she visibly relaxed against him. The door opened again and Nitro strode toward them. “Wrath, fuck man. We owe you.” “That’s Wrath?” Caroline asked incredulously. “You sent Wrath to find me?” “He’s the best at finding what others can’t,” Bandit said.

They have all accepted me and won't debate the fact that I was a woman or not. My victory has impacted them so much they wanted me to visit them from time to time. Xylah and Roman were in his office when I came and I gotta watch how she frowned when Roman kissed me at the door. "So there is our victory beta, you surprisingly was much better than our last beta," Bryce stated.. "The fact that she went to war and brought our soldiers unharmed is amazing," Xylah shipped in. "The people love you, they chant your name in the streets, everyone talking about your victory, even the soldiers look forward to you training them," she noted.

Along their journey, those refugees roaming around and the sight of the ruined city gave them a tremendous shock. Though they were mercenaries and stayed between the war-torn countries all year round, these mercenaries always felt awful deep down every time they saw the tragic scene. “You guys, when will there be no war in this world?” Stormbringer put one arm on the car window and said to Boulder and Firepower behind him. Firepower laughed and answered, “If we want no more war in this world, it’s only possible when the human race is extinct.”

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

The full truth might make him run, and Amara needed him. "Balance," I said finally. "The Healer brings life. The Warrior brings protection. The Prophet brings wisdom. Together, they can restore what was broken long ago." "And if they don't come together?" The question I'd been dreading. "Then the power consumes Amara from within. The markings will reach her heart, and she'll become something else. Something dangerous." Elias stopped walking, his face pale. "Something like what?" "A Harbinger," I whispered the word like a curse. "A being of pure destruction."

they intone, “the Overveil wakes. Your heart will break.” I’m the Convergence—guardian and teacher—and as the Voidborn’s leader advances, Cassia’s fire, Renn’s loyalty, Maddox’s hope, Sylvara’s resolve, Aelys’s voice, Lysara’s redemption, Zorath’s spark, Valthor’s unity, and Seris’s alliance stand with me. The Veil’s heart burns, the Overveil stirs, and with the new realm trembling, I face a war that will forge our legacy.

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

“I'm ready for whatever mission you have for me, alpha. This servant is at your call.” I told her what the issue was and asked her to come over to the human world with Astrid. Those two have been joined at the hip since I rescued Astrid from the Rogue organ harvesters. Asking her to bring Astrid along was my way of giving her permission to do what I knew she would have done, even if I didn't ask her to. Astrid was where she drew the line of service. You would have thought they were mates or even siblings from how close they were.

It first began with a brisk walk, then a jog, then a full sprint running right at the men. "There is only one! Do not be afraid!" The closest captain bellowed out with a slight quiver to his voice. The dark figure drew closer and closer until it was finally visible. " REEEEEEEEEE!" It howled high pitched shriek as it charged at the men with it's arms out stretched. "What in the name of Brisia!?" Brisia was the goddess worshipped in their region as the goddess of betrayal and vengeance. The creature charging at them was indeed humanoid, maybe even could have been recognizable as human once, but definitely not anymore.

Lyka said , her eyes sad and wistful and filled with longing that pulsed in the air like a living thing. She continued, “Six of them were friends, confidante and shared all their secrets. The six friends were-- Sameera, a fierce warrior, who can control wind and water with magic; Isaiah, the prince of land, the rider of fire; Mérida, a woman made of innocence and laughter with extensive healing power; Théoden, the power of night and the golden light; Lyka, a woman who can control animals.” She pointed to herself. Aurora looked nonchalant, as if it wasn’t news to her. Art, on the other hand, looked at the woman and glared. “You mean to say you are one of them? That you have lived for -” he sh