Warrior Cat Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the warrior shift his claws and put them to her neck. She whimpered and I nearly did too. Kat didn’t deserve this. What I did see was a partially shifted Alpha Alan stalking through the crowd. I quickly looked back at Emmett.

“I do not need a babysitter.” He smirks. “Good. Because I am not your babysitter.” His eyes drop to my stance. “I am your Alpha.” “And I am your problem.” He says nothing to that, but the look he gives me says too much. Three warriors step forward, eager, arrogant, ready to prove something. The tallest cracks his knuckles. “We heard you were… decent back then.” Marcus walks by and mutters at them, “You three better pray.” The first warrior lunges. I dodge easily and slam my elbow into his ribs. He drops to one knee. I sweep his legs. He hits the ground hard.

“You address me as Alpha.” “Thank you,” I said, glancing at him. Now was the moment of truth. There was a murmur from the warriors surrounding the werecats, and I looked to see a warrior edging his way in. He nervously glanced at the werecats as he scooted past them and jogged up the steps to whisper to Alpha Raymond.

“I will only give this choice once. Join me or…” The Mane, knowing that she had no chance against the creature behind her, whimpered and surrendered, Nathaniel retracted his claws, releasing her throat and allowing her to turn and face him as she kneeled at his feet. In a low roar of defiance, half a dozen Cheetah warriors fight their way to their feet before being subdued by the Vampire warriors nearby. Hunter extends his claws again, not caring whether the warrior is male or female he moves fast, stopping in front of each warrior, and plunges his hand into their chests as he leans in close whispering.

There was no doubt that he was from the other side of the war. Adharva followed him and he felt the man freeze even 500 yard away from him when Adharva moved. But then he looked at the deer who caught up to him and he looked like an angel flying as he played with the deer. He reached the end of the clearing and the moonlight fell on his face and Adharva was shocked as he learned who it was. Warrior Eloy is the most beautiful thing he has ever laid his eyes on. He saw the warrior tie up the hair and it settled around him, the foreboding aura settling in. The transition was fascinating to watch and he was drawn to it like a moth to flame.

Once a warrior, always a warrior—no matter the age. ‎ ‎I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Watching Damien was like watching fire, dangerous, untamed, but impossible not to be drawn to. His bare chest glistened with sweat as he dodged, attacked, and countered with a grace I envied. ‎ ‎I thought of how distant he sometimes seemed to me, yet when I saw him like this, I understood that this was who he was. A warrior. A prince. And even…My mate. ‎ ‎“You enjoy watching him, don’t you?”

His hand slipped under her short skirt and his fingers slid across her wet panties, ‘Fucking hell you are so wet.’ He groaned and Tiana gasped when he slipped a finger into her willing body, ‘Oh my God, Lucifer’ She arched up against him her body on fire as his thumb circled her clit, ‘You are so fucking tempting.’ He grunted but then realized what he was doing and pulled away from her, ‘Do not leave this room. I am posting two of my best female Warriors outside, do not underestimate them if you try to leave they will stop you.’

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.

Natalie POV The three Gamma warriors advanced slowly, their heavy boots clicking against the bloody floorboards. The narrow, iron-reinforced corridor offered no room for escape. "Don't touch her!" Catherine roared, stepping forward to block them, but the lead warrior ruthlessly brought the hilt of his sword down across her temple. Catherine gasped, the silver dagger slipping from her fingers as she collapsed onto the floor, unconscious. "Luna Catherine!" I cried out, stepping forward, but two pairs of heavy, iron-gloved hands instantly grabbed my arms, pinning me against the wall.

They were sneaky and I couldn't smell their scents, but Crimson, he could mind-link all the warriors and tell them how they could be killed. There! I saw him mere meters away, fighting a rogue wolf. The rogue getting the upper hand, or so I thought, I ran to go help Crimson and stopped when he leaped up and bounced his feet off the wall of the building, shifting mid-air, in the most fluid of ways and into the most captivating were-cat I had ever seen.