War Bringer Novels & Stories

There was some kind of tattoo peeking out. My eyes went to his hair and they were silvery white with a braid in them, and fell to his broad shoulders. It was like he was a direct descendent of the Moon goddess; Selene. The braid indicated he was from the Warbringer Clan. It was an ancient clan which produced some of the strongest warriors our world had seen. The Lycans were part of this clan and they always kept long hair and wore braids. Each braid in their hair indicated something personal. Could be a special victory, their mate or lover, or it could be the birth of their child. Their braids were significant and he only had one in his hair and I wondered what it meant.

My little warrior. Tonight we travel to Bastian's realm for cards. I've missed Ashrac and know his parents keep him away to give me time with my bride. The little red hellion has burrowed into my heart. Unlike a bride, he will live forever. I will never suffer the pain of losing him. I've given my bride a new set of leathers to wear tonight. They are a little less revealing with an added gauzy material that splits on the sides and enables her to fight if needed. She's in her bathing chamber changing while I impatiently wait.

“… next is the orders—” “What the hell, Millie? Your explanation is too complicated.” Lilac rolled her eyes. “You see, Emily, she met her gaze, “We have a king, which is the Alpha. Then the Beta, the elites or councils, and the orders or warriors. The orders will make sure that the borders of this state are well-guarded. They defend it from rogues—you know, a werewolf who doesn’t have a home or packs, the hunters—” “Humans…” Emily mumbled.

a voice boomed, tthunder-heavy andrough around the edges, like it had been dragged out of a storm. The crowd parted. A warlord stepped forward, so massive he made Vane look small. He wore tribal brands like scars that never healed right. One left eye was gone, replaced by a jagged scar that looked like lightning ffrozenin skin. His cloak hung from the pelts of grey wolves, soaked in whatever power lived in the city itself. “Warlord Karn,” Vane growled, bowing his head a fraction. “I bring the King’s true bloodline. The Princess Elara.”

"Now guys, I assembled this team to handle this because I know you can. I know of the fire in your eyes, the hatred in your hearts, for these creatures who stole your home from you, stole your peaceful lives and tried to ruin you. I know you want to exact vengeance on these puny creatures and I know that the hatred in your hearts won't be dissolved if you don't hit back, hard. I'll hand each one of you different weapons to suit your skills, eg A dagger for close combat. An arrow for long ranged attacks, and swords of course. Now, I want you to remember the faces of your loved ones, imprint their faces when possessed by these things, and fight. Fight like your lives depend on it. Fight like y

Meridia echoed, her voice a blend of determination and empathy. “Right Meridia, also Kronika is your daughter Cetrion joining the fight?” I asked Kronika. "Yes," Kronika replied. "She will bring light to our darkest hour.” I turned to face Octo Callie “Meridia and Kronika my sanctuary will witness the biggest war in a scale similar to Armageddon from Mortal Kombat and Corona caused this war and I will end it!!!” I shouted then ran towards Octo Callie fast “Oh no you’ll not!!!” Octo Callie shouted then I zip pass Octo Callie, Meridia the Daedric Prince from Skyrim and Kronika the Keeper of Time from Mortal Kombat 11 waited to see if any of the two struck the final blow.

he cleared his throat, "Celestine," "Actually, there are few words I would like to say before that... grand communion." I froze in my tracks, turning to face my people, " A lot has happened, and I missed out on a lot of lost battles, wins, and new beginnings. Today I promise you, I will right every wrong Valdomore has caused us, and even though A.R.E.S labs have become our number one enemy, by rebranding themselves as W.C.K.D, I think there is hope. I worked with these people, for years and now that my memory is back I can vouch for them---" my speech was disrupted by low mumbles, "I know, I know... it's hard to hear, hard to believe but together we will fix this world, I---"

BLAKE “We’ve got our warriors stalking the perimeter of the Bois Sombre Pack. But their territory is too big to cover every part of it.” Beta Alfred walked into the bridal suite where I was now congregated with Luke, Jack, Kyle, Alex, Talia, and Tyce.

"Breathe, Marinah." King talks me through the sudden rush of Kedorine 5, or K-5 as King calls it, that tries to shove itself into my veins. K-5 is the miracle that brings on the shift for Shadow Warriors and it's packed with other powerful hormones too. You can't catch it, it's not a disease, it's something you're born with, and I'm the lucky woman to be the first female Warrior in hundreds of years. "Inhale, exhale. Don't allow your beast to win. You say when she's in charge, not her."

She quickly stepped back, her heart pounding as she waited for what was about to happen. “Clink, clink, clink.” The sound of metal clashing repeatedly echoed. Someone was trying to break the lock to get in. Cara held her breath, tensely awaiting what would come next. Then, after two long years, the door finally swung open. In front of her stood a group of unfamiliar warriors. They wore black armor with a red moon symbol on their chests, completely different from the Dark Eclipse pack’s uniforms. Before Cara could say anything, the leader of the wolf warriors spoke: “This is Alpha Gerano's daughter. Capture her and take her prisoner.”