Warrior Cat Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The other warrior whose skin was lighter than the other said in one breath. The two warriors had successfully gained Joanna's and Micah's attention. Unknowingly, Micah had found his way to the living room while holding a plate of fries mixed with ketchup. "What! Speak clearly! What is going on?" Alasdair cursed under his breath. Only if he could force out the answer from the warriors mouth, he'd have. "Alpha, the thing is, a female rogue is claiming to be your mate and refuses to leave until she sees you," the darkly tanned warrior announced.

" ​I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white. How could I explain to my Beta that my wolf had howled for a mate that was supposed to be dead? How could I explain the scent that had haunted my nightmares? ​"I need to know who she is," I said stubbornly. "I need to get that helmet off." ​Before Marcus could argue, the heavy oak doors swung open. ​General Vesh walked in, flanked by Alaric. ​The white-steel armor was polished, scrubbed clean of the mud and black ichor from the gorge. The bone-white visor was locked in place. The terrifying, towering presence was back. Looking at the Warlord now, it was almost impossible to reconcile this imposing figure with the slender hands I

It’s about war. I’m carving a path straight through her heart. All I have to do is keep walking it. One lie at a time. ∆∆∆∆∆ One night, when she comes back, I’m already leaning against the bars. No chains anymore. Her eyes widen. “What happened?” “Your warriors think I’m tamed.” “You’re not,” she says softly. “No,” I agree. “But I pretend well, don’t I?” There’s a silence.

Lucian's POV The tall warrior's grin widened as the silence stretched. "What is wrong, Southern prince? Cat caught your tongue?" A few warriors laughed. I let my eyes move over him slowly, taking in the thick arms, the scars, the way he stood like a man who had never once doubted himself in a fight. He was built like every other Northern brute, thick and heavy, all muscle and no thought. "I did not realize dogs could talk," I said, keeping my voice calm, almost bored. "I thought you only barked."

DK asked. “One of the warriors had a pet cat,” I started to say, and the expression on DK’s face made me smile as I confirmed the irony. “I know know. What can I say, she’s a cat lover. Anyways, her mom came to identify her body and she came along with the warrior's cat. The cat escaped from the mom’s arms as she fell to her knees and found out that her daughter was dead.” I know that DK was smart and I have no doubt why he was able to put the pieces together with no problems at all. This is why I was not surprised when he said,

Kat jerks awake whimpering and I quickly comfort her. "Jonathan ",she whimpers. "easy baby I got you",I'm holding her as my warriors run in ready to fight. How the fuck did she slip through our patrols?

Which is the wrong thing to do because a sap of pain on my side, and the world tilts. I grunt as I hit the ground and kick out, satisfied with the oaff I hear. “Christ, keep your fucking head,” Ransom snarks, smashing his fist into a warrior's throat. I shift out my claws and cut at a male's Achilles tendon. With a scream, the warrior drops to the floor. Another warrior drops beside me, his empty eyes looking up at the ceiling. The remaining warrior backs up a few steps before he turns and runs. I give chase only to watch him being torn apart by a shifted wolf.

What kind of women-deprecating shit goes on in this pack? I sigh and shake my head. Then, the first warrior steps forward. He’s a brunette, broad-shouldered, thick-necked, and built like a freight train. He eyes my bloody claws. His gaze lingers on my canines before moving to my eyes. But the bastard’s smile is cocky, the kind that says he’s already decided I’ll last five seconds… ten if he’s feeling generous. As we square up, the air between us sharpens, charged with tension and silent judgment.

One of the two warriors who had assisted Darshic grabbed Jelana's left arm, trying to yank her toward him. "You've had your fun with the Choi bitch. Now it's my turn," the grizzled old warrior demanded. The alluring 18-year-old girl glanced over at his pock-marked face, which was made only uglier by two beady eyes. She trembled, clutching her handsome captor Darshic as the lesser of two evils. Darshic's belly shook as his laughter rumbled like thunder. "It seems the sweet little cunt has taken a fancy to me, Orgom. I think you can wait a while longer. Me and the slut here will cuddle a bit, and maybe I'll fuck her in her tight little ass next. Mmmm... Yes, I like that idea."

She was a warrior and completely unbreakable. Then we had Faye, my kitty. I had never laid eyes on a more beautiful wolf in my entire life. She was powerful, and her strength flooded me with desire. I loved the fact that my wolf mate was a complete badass. It did not matter that she was descended from Selene. I would love her just as much even if she was not. ‘I’ll give you a sixty second head start before I come after you. Run, Kitty,’ I told her before turning my back.