Warrior Cat First Book Novels & Stories

I nod, clinging to his arm as we move out with the lead warriors. The trees blur past as we approach the border—and then I see them. Rogues. At least a dozen, just as the vision predicted. Snarling, feral, tearing through the clearing like beasts from a nightmare. The fight explodes instantly, shattering the peace. Zeke lunges forward with a deafening growl, his claws flashing, his enforcers, our loyal wolves, rushing immediately behind him. Erica’s there too, her movements sharp, calculated, and terrifyingly effective.

" Since then the queen became a history inspiring the generations to come with her heroic and brave deeds. I did heard of the story of the thunder wolf when I was a kid but I never believed it. Majority of the people disregarded this story ,only few who said they had seen this wolf believed in it. I turned around the book to see it's cover History of the unknown I turned the first page to see it's edition 20th February,2016 I have never seen this book before and didn't even knew that it existed till now. I turned the pages to see if I could find something about this thunder wolf but it was not mentioned anywhere else. At last I opened the page with the thunder mark and traced it with my fing

Alpha warrior was in her blood, and it sang in combat. It took me less time than expected to join Kamari in the rain after our heated make out session in the car. I was so worked up that I thought I might have to please myself before getting out. Then she reminded me of the cat shifter lying lazily on her lap this morning as if it wasn’t a deadly killer. His words still rang in my head.

I leapt, claws extended, fangs aimed, and for the first time, I felt pure, unfiltered victory—the fire within me, the wolf within me, the bond between us—it was unstoppable. And then, just as the rogue collapsed, retreating into the shadows, I realized something horrifying: this was only the beginning. The war had begun. And we had only survived the first strike.

"I'm sure to them we smell just as bad, if not worse." That was hard to believe. Reedriver found their scent offensive, but he dared not say it out loud. He followed the others to the island where he was greeted by a young looking dark black she-cat with piercing green eyes. "Who are you?" she demanded as she eyed him up like he was her prey. Reedriver only glared back, his claws unsheathing as he prepared himself for the worst. "My name is Reedriver," he snapped. "I am a RiverClan warrior." That didn't seem to deter her as she narrowed her eyes.

Maddox puffed his chest and crossed his arms against it. “Show us you are worthy to become one of us, Catherine.” He said proudly, and I wanted to roll my eyes, but I kept my expression stoic as I met the warrior’s gaze in front of me. “Luna Catherine…” The warrior nodded his head and was about to position himself when I spoke, making him snap his head in my direction again. “My name is Catherine Montrell,” I emphasized my last name. “Call me, Lady Montrell, warrior.” He swallowed before a genuine smile tugged on his mouth, but it was gone in seconds. The fierceness in his eyes was gone as well, replaced by respect and fascination, giving me hope that he would not aim for the kill.

I also won't beg. I pick up one of the worn volumes and open it. In the beginning, there were two. In the beginning, one male, one female. In the beginning, no war, no famine. In the beginning, love. Within a short time, I'm enthralled. It's like reading a science fiction novel even though I know these events happened. This book is about their history. I stop myself. My history. It's told by a female Shadow Warrior named Nalista.

If I don’t kill these cats, I will lose my life. I push myself harder, sharpening every move—only to find the beasts growing smarter. Their strikes sync, their feints match mine. They fight with a cunning no ordinary cat possesses. They think like wolves; they bleed like wolves. Someone’s wolf-heart is pulling their strings. The first claws slice through my shoulder—hot, sharp, tearing. Before I can even feel the pain, another strike rips across my legs and sends me crashing backward. One cat hesitates. The other doesn’t. It slams me into the earth with brutal weight, snarling inches from my face.

Leno said pointedly. I fold my arms in front of me. “Anything else, Beta Leeeeeno,” I said, scoffing while dragging his name. He stepped forward, standing in front of me. “You know you are lucky it was me and not my mate,” he said, grinning menacingly. I visibly shudder. I am not a warrior. I barely went through the training to shift our first time. But Nora came from another pack. She is scary in combat. I gulped and nodded. “Good, you do have a guard outside. Just ask him what you need, and we will get it,” he said while he walked away, his back to me, waving his hand.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️