Warrior Cat Cover Novels & Stories

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

Either way the howls died down as my warriors stood under the moonlight panting heavily. Kate shifted, her eyes rimmed red, her body naked and bloodstained from fighting with Austin. Yet she glowed under the cool moonlight. She stood tall and proud, her eyes watching me as I quickly stepped towards her. Gathering her cold body to me I felt her collapse into my arms.

"Before the marketing distribution scrolls are officially revealed to the high courts, the design of that imperial prince uniform cannot be exposed to the public scouts." So he is just using his gear to camouflage the vanguard's secret assets, my mind notes, my spine stiffening as I slide his massive, wood-scented blazer over my shoulders. This is the second consecutive time my brain completely misread the Warlord's intentions, and I vow to my inner wolf that I will not let a third mistake happen.

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

The strange man immediately moved with a speed that defied human limits grabbing a heavy cast iron skillet from the range and swinging it, the sound of metal hitting a helmet echoed through the room like a bell. He was a whirlwind of black cloth and blue-eyed rage, moving between the hunters with a terrifying efficiency. I scrambled up, grabbing a butcher knife from a magnetic strip. I was a dancer but also a fighter Nd the wolf in me was tired of hiding. I lunged at the second hunter who was trying to reload his crossbow. I didn't go for the heart, I went for the gap in the armor at the back of his knee. I felt the blade sink in, as the hot spray of his blood covered my face. The hunter let

WUSH! The warrior appeared from behind the fire fountain with a dramatic appearance, he was wearing a helmet that partially covered his face, but his eyes and lips were still visible. This NPC warrior was wearing silver armor, complete with a long sword and a blue colored shield, both of which were rare weapons and protections. "Rare level weapon! Hmm just as I thought!" Li Wei rejoiced when he saw the warrior's appearance. His hands began to move to form a seal, while he began to cast attack spells - those long spells.

Being Wolf Fall’s Alpha, I made it my goal to keep every non-werewolf and backstabbing wolves, out of our land. Sorceress Thelma was supposed to create a barrier that will keep other creatures out, but I don’t know how she got Mom and I to listen to her own idea in placing this nonsense and useless barrier that does nothing but feel the presence of every creature! Like why?! This isn’t what Wolf Fall needs in an era like this! Now see what her barrier has caused! A werecat has stepped into our pack! And looking at this beast… “It’s a Tiger. Damn! It’s an Alpha Cat!” I identified the Werecat through its strips, as it emerged fully into the light, growling at my guards and I. Mostly at me.