Warrior Cat Roles Novels & Stories

“Every so often, a male will be born without a wolf, or a weak wolf. They are labeled Omegas and have jobs that don’t involve fighting. Most work in the hotels or for the construction company. Very few work in the security company. But support staff is important. My dad is an Omega male. He works in the security office, watching camera and doing technical work.” “Can females be warriors? I mean, Marcella and Bridget aren’t here,” I say. “Well Marcella is an Alpha Female. Rare to have one. She is special. Bridget can fight. And yes, there are a lot of female warriors. I was never a warrior. Being mated to Trent was like ‘what?’ He is the best fighter in his class. Victor just started to beat

were in battle with a large number of cats. They must have planned an ambush thinking the wolves would be caught in the traps. I didn’t want to run into the middle of the fight because I didn’t want to distract my mate so I made my way around the edge of the fight picking off cats as I went and making sure not to hurt any of the warriors in the process. Being a dragon I was able to fight and keep an eye on my mate. You could say I was a true multitasker. My magic was very strong. My Alpha mate was a fighter like none I have ever seen. His wolf Maxim was lethal using his teeth and claws to rip the cats apart. I was proud to have such a strong mate. Even covered in blood he was magnificent. H

Galatrina spoke calmly but with sweat on her cheeks. "I know, and one of them is going to be a pain in the ass." Alucard respond in a menacing way. Hiyojin then looked at the sky. "So we're facing him ha. Leomord, former number 1 of the 1st generation of warriors. If only Teresa is here." He looked down at the ground while sweating. Most of the warriors finally sensed the incoming demons. They braced themselves as the approaching hordes of demons trampled the ground and creating an earthquake within the earth.

A cigarette was sticking out of his mouth, and his Beta stood by his side, watching me with narrowed eyes. Todd has never been too fond of me. It's probably because he's a misogynistic bastard who's bitter. After all, the strongest warrior in the pack is a woman—a woman who put his sorry ass on the ground a million times. What the hell was what, Regina? Why would you announce another raid on the Moon Crescent pack in front of the warriors without informing me? I looked like an idiot! I had a right to know! Last time I checked, the mate to the Alpha shouldn't necessarily be informed of things of this severity.

Right then, there was a lot for him to mull over. With Bertram's death, Rhychard would have thought that most of his problems would have been settled, but it seemed they were only magnified. Aradhon was still loose and very much a mystery, more people knew Rhychard was a Warrior of the Way than he was comfortable with, Buttercup was a growing witch and again without a job, and Renny needed to be announced as alive again. Why can't I ever have normal problems, like all the parking spots are taken at the mall? He sighed as he lifted an ancient desk chair and headed for the truck. He couldn't remember the last time he had a normal problem to tackle. He needed normal again, but as long as he hel

I huffed at his reply. "Why is it that everything has to be done by you? Can't you send someone else?" He came and pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. "As head warrior it is my duty to protect..." "To project pack borders, pack territories, Pack members, pack guests, Alpha, Luna, Beta, gamma and list goes on." I completed. "Yes, and as a mate, it’s my responsibility to protect you from any threat." He said banging his head with mine.

In typical Jade fashion the reports are color coded, cross-referenced and she has included a flash drive to d******d all of it to my laptop. I notice right away that the more magical cats, “The Magi,” don’t mix often with the warrior groups. Sensing that this could hurt us as a pride I set out to remedy this. I partner up a warrior with a “Magi” and assign all to meet three times a week to brainstorm possible strategies. There are some new werecats that haven’t gotten too involved, that has to change as well. It would be all hands on deck for the foreseeable future. Everyone had something they could contribute. We are growing, but if we are to survive as a species, we are going to ne

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

I said, looking at the next guy. "Come on," I said, calling him. He was holding one sword, which made me drop one of my sword, to fight with him. "Please note that your enemy will not be as lenient as me to reduce my weapon, the more for them, the advantage it is," I explained. "You should have let us use our wolf form," he complained. "And why would I?" I asked. "Because that's how we were trained, if I am using my wolf mood, I am more confident to win you," he replied.

Julian growls. He’s the Alpha of the werecat rogues, and so the warrior before part of his Pride here in the Rogue Lands. “They are on their way back. The other wolves state that they ran into problems infiltrating the pack, or at least that’s what had been mind linked to them.” The werecat says.