Warrior Angel Novels & Stories

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

He spoke with arrogance and an air of authority, acting all high and mighty. She had gotten attitude like that from many men in their world and everytime she had proved them wrong. She had also tortured and killed some of them who offended her. She wanted to torture Adrian, she wanted so badly to see that look of superiority on his face change to desperation as she worked out his pain threshold. However, she could not do that, it would cause an unnecessary war between both families and she did not want that. She consoled herself with the fact that she only had to get through one week of working with him.

He smiled and turned the book around, scanning the page. “The divine warrior will lead an army to counter the demon influence on earth. He will be recognised by his advanced and accelerated abilities in combat and keen alternative reasoning skills.” Aaron glanced up at me and then back at the page, “Whilst the number of guardians can be many, only one divine warrior from each bloodline can inhabit the earth at any one time, due to his containment of the spirit of angelic presence at his core.” “So, this divine warrior dude,” Alex said, looking over Aaron’s shoulder, “He is part angel? Like the demon in Nathaniel?” and Aaron shrugged.

He tried to get up, but he was bleeding, and his sleeve was soaked in blood. The judge looked at me and I nodded to him. “I announce that the winner of the fight is — Angel! She is the first woman warrior in the Blood Moon Pack. From now on, she can join the training with other warriors.” The judge held her left hand up high and announced. The audience, especially young girls, jumped up from their seats and exclaimed. “Woman warrior! Woman warrior…” “She is awesome!” Francis also applauded. Erika looked very excited. Compared to other girls, she was the calmest. But there was a bright smile on her face, which was rare.

We are assigned duties for the pack. My mom Martha Davis is an assistant to former Luna Angela and my dad, Joseph Davis, works in one of the Alpha Jason's company. I, too, will be assigned some duty from tomorrow. But that's ok. Well, truly speaking I want to be a Warrior of our pack. Tough, and strong, just like our head Warrior, Viktor Kent. Ahh! He is soo amazing. I have been crushing on him for two years now, when I first saw him at pack house. I will be starting my training in two days and I will meet him again. Awwwww! I am so exuberant. I know the infatuation will be gone in the second I meet my Mate. The mate bond does that to you.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

Below the spire, three former enemies stepped forward: Fendrel Windrider, the rogue prince; dark hair, stormy eyes, silver blade at his hip, once Nyra’s lover, then her prisoner, now her fiercest ally. Kharon Boneclaw, the beast king; furred and horned, half-man half-wolf, whose brutish oath once sought Nyra’s death, then yielded her power, now kneeling with bowed head. –Seraphiel Dawnstar; the angel warrior, golden-winged, silver-lance at side, who once betrayed her for prophecy, then surrendered heaven’s host, now humbled beneath her nightmarish glory. They bowed before the Mirror Reborn. Fendrel spoke first, voice rough with emotion. “Queen of Ash and Fire; you saved me from my own darkne

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

questioned the other officer rolling his eyes. They broke down the door and found Camila sitting on the bed with both hands and legs tied up to the bed. She had a blindfold on. "Is a girl. That has to be Camila Garcia," the officer pointed out making the other officer roll his eyes again. "Well done on your discovery. You deserve a Medal of Valor," he said and walked towards the bed. "Please don't hurt me. I beg you," Camila cried hearing people enter the room. The other officer got closer and removed the blindfold and Camila screamed hearing someone getting close to the bed.

"Good night, darling..." "Good night, Mom..." Angel began to lie down on the waiting bed next to his mother's patient bed, taking a tilted position looking at the glass wall that showed the night sky. He took a deep breath, still very curious about the mastermind behind the attack on his house. "Could it be Jack? But Jack is a werewolf, not a vampire," muttered Angel with a glare. "So who?" Angel turned around, lying on her side facing her mother. He smiled slightly, looking at his mother who was sleeping with even breathing. "Thank you for sincerely loving me like your own flesh and blood, Mom... I'm lucky to have met you."