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It is better if the user killed it as it will be easier to subdue on the last part of the process. The blood of the beast must be filled with the "Breath" of the user in order to have a better control over the body of the companion, that's why the valley, with its high density of "Breath", is the perfect place to create these types of inscriptions. To remove the companion, just kill it.' Sara's hands trembled from the excitement she was feeling and she hastily stored the book in the space-ring. 'Hahaha! It is perfect for me right now! Yet, which beast should I choose? The Fire snakes are the weaker but I didn't find any rank 3 till now and the Earth snakes have a pack too big for me to go th

“I do not tolerate tardiness. “ Alexander said as soon as he spotted the prince walking back. Alexander was not going to treat the Prince any different because of his status. Everyone training in the field was equal and that was how he saw it. Amir didn’t reply, but Alexander watched the way his jaw tightened in rage. “You will be my partner. “ Alexander said when he noticed all the warriors were paired up. Amir only nodded before he drew out his sword and that was how they began swording. Alexander was shocked at his ferociousness. It was obvious that this was not a friendly fight and Alexander had to put more effort. That would only serve for him to teach the prince a lesson. When battling

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

It's pretty cool, though. "That's crazy. I didn't think there was anything behind it." I hear Raven whisper from her chair next to me. Atleast we are all pretty shocked by this and it's not just me. "Yes, it's interesting information, but it's not important right now. Any other questions about your appearance or can I continue?" We all shake our heads to let him know we don't have any more questions. "Ok, so more about the prophecy. In the prophecy it states that there is a war upon us that will forever change the fate of the werewolf population. It will be a war between the Rogues and peaceful packs. If the rogues win, our world will be tossed into chaos that's filled with death and misery.

Finally, I stopped. “You think you’re ready,” I said, my voice sharp, cutting across the field. “You think holding a blade or having claws makes you warriors but It doesn’t. Warriors bleed, warriors fall, warriors break and still get back up. That’s the only difference between a fighter and a corpse.” A few of them shifted uneasily. The young boy, Lior, Zack had told me his name, stood straighter than the rest, though his fists trembled at his sides.

Axel wants me to hold off and allow Marinah time to settle into Warriorhood and time for her to understand who she is and where she came from. Our history books chronicle everything from our home planet, including its catastrophic annihilation, our travels to Earth, and eventually how we settled into the human world. These textbooks are sacred to us. There are also many texts written by female Shadow Warriors from our home planet. I've read a little from them, but for the most part, because female Warriors didn't exist anymore, they didn't hold my interest. I'll show Marinah our history tomorrow. One of my tasks as leader is to protect the sacred books. They're at my real home, not at the ci

They stepped inside. Raven’s sharp blue eyes scanned the spines—titles in languages older than Arcadia Prime, bindings of shadow-leather and bone. Victoria moved with purpose, fingers trailing over volumes until she stopped before a thick tome bound in matte black hide that drank the light rather than reflected it. Silver script crawled across the cover like living veins: *Intricate Military Command of the Dead* *Advanced Studies in the Art of Necromantic Warfare* Raven reached up—standing on tiptoe—and pulled it free. The weight surprised her; this was no slim intermediate text. This was dense, heavy with diagrams of battlefield sigils, troop formations of the risen, rites for coordinating

“I know. And don’t worry about that. We’ll figure it out. I swear.” He said. “You don’t know that. Have you ever met anyone that’s come up against a God before?” I asked. “No. But that doesn’t mean that they haven’t. I mean, there’s a lot of books here. And I’ve already got people in there researching. They are warriors which means they are pretty pissed about it. But we are doing everything that we can.” He said, leaning over and grabbing my hand.

Lex's POV It was not lost upon me that I was being followed. I might have lost my wolf, but I was still a warrior in essence and being, and that too, an Alpha one. Sitting in the library with a mini bookshelf of my own on the table, I could tell that behind those thick load of books was a female dragon warrior and behind me were two wolves. In the racks across my table, flipping through random pages, were a few more. "Oh Joy ! How stupid do you think am I ?” I bitterly thought as I buried myself in medical journals. I was crazy scattered with books after all.

Just keep going Liv. *Author's note: This is the third book of my Shadow Warrior's series and it is not meant to be read as a stand alone book. The order of the books are: The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate, The Ancient Vampire and his She-Wolf and then The Warrior's Demon Mate. I have also just uploaded Alpha Ridge which is a stand-alone book and gives insight into some other characters you met in the Shadow Warrior series. Thank you for reading!*