Warhorse Joey Novels & Stories

“Sure thing.” He then continued, “Joseph was a soldier at Wyvern Peak. The captain of the forty-eighth squad, in fact. He even had a nickname—Cold Steel. There was a major war against the Luposians fourteen years ago. He was ordered to infiltrate the enemy’s rear camp with his squad and eliminate the enemy general…” Juno and her classmates quietly listened to the story—a story about Juno’s father!

The two of them rolled on the rocks. The impact knocked Willow aside, but the lingering effects of the electric shock left her too weak to get up and forced her to watch helplessly as they grappled. "Matthew!" Willow gasped in disbelief as she saw Joey's knife plunge into Matthew's chest. "Willow, run…" Matthew clung tightly to Joey's hand, but his eyes remained fixed on Willow, filled with urgency. Joey looked at her blood-soaked hands, disbelief flooding her expression. She couldn't believe what she had done.

“It’s been decided that the pond will be built at the southwest corner of the school, right? I have already started the excavation.” Joey’s smile became much friendlier and warmer when she looked at Wilson. “It’s been decided. Go ahead!” Wilson hummed and said nothing else, directing his gaze to Javier. It was a coincidence that Joey also shifted her eyes to Javier. Their meaning was clear—“Stop being a bugger and leave at once.” Not only did Javier not leave, but he furrowed his brows. “You can’t excavate the southwest corner of the school!” Joey was angry when he mentioned that. “You’re trying to be a hoax again, aren’t you?”

“For everything.” The look Joey’s words put on Knight’s face were heartbreaking. The werewolf looked like he wanted to grab Joey, put him back in the car, and take him back home again. “Whatever happens, know that you’re always welcome,” Knight told her. “Okay?” Joey managed to muster up a small smile at that. “Thanks.” * * * *

Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends. The leader wolf of the group of assassins looked straight into Ezra's eyes. “What do you guys want to do?” Windy did not hesitate but directly asked the question she wanted to know. Windy's response to that question was a loud laugh from the enemy. Their leader still looked at Ezra sternly; he didn't laugh at Windy or react. "Didn't expect that the one who was called the great warrior of the tribe had such a stupid subordinate?" "Who do you say is the fool?"

He glanced between Luca and me. I shook my head. Joey’s mouth curved into a crooked half-smile, the first I had ever seen from him. “Well, that makes things interesting. He called us once, right after Alaric broke your ankle again. Marco said he believed you, that you were telling the truth, and had nothing left to give Alaric. But Alaric couldn’t accept it.” Joey rubbed the back of his neck, winced at the pain, but pretended not to notice. “He told us he was finished playing Alaric’s pawn. Said he’d rather stand with Luca than be crushed beneath that bastard’s rule.”

“Do you hear yourself, Joey? Wolf or not, this is our pup, we are talking about. “How can you be so reckless with its life?” Joey replied indifferently, “No, I know what I’m doing. As the Moonstone Pack’s Alpha, I must put the pack first. My pup has to be as strong as I am. Without a wolf, the pup won’t be accepted in this world.” Fever clouded my mind while rage burned through me with a tremendous pain in my belly. Pressing my hands against my abdomen, I confronted Joey in a cold sweat.

“Roro, cool” “Now that we’ve been introduced can we get on with our meeting?!” the King cuts through our conversation, he looks pissed. “Sorry King Tyler, I hadn’t realized you were here” “everyone this is Roho as you’ve heard she is a warrior from the Woods pack, Roho this is Cory the Beta, Harry my commander and Astrid” “his fiancée” the pretty she wolf adds “nice to meet you all”

Silence fell upon the room once more, and then David gave a little nod. “Alright, I’ll see what I can manage,” David groaned. “But it won’t be easy.” “We will do what we have to,” I insisted. “Raven must be mine.” *** “I want ten shipments of your finest weaponry,” Leopold said as we sat down as his desk, the point of which to negotiate his daughter’s hand in marriage. It had taken nearly a week of begging for an audience with him for him to accept, but finally, there I was. Right in front of one of the deadliest wolves in all the land.

"Don't look so scared babe. The worse he'll make you do is fuck him. It might be pleasurable depending on-" Losing all his sense of his cool, war let go his mate and his cool demeanour flew out the window and into Trent's face. The blow to his packmate forced the large in height and width man to stumblya few feet backward. A sickening crack sounded. Trent groaned before his hands went to his face, letting loose a slew of curse words. His fullname was Warren; but that didn't suit him much. War was his name and he felt the surge of the power from the name flow through him as he stalked over to Trent.