Warrior Cats Adopts Novels & Stories

“We are holding a tournament. This is not the usual tournament that we hold, because in this tournament only the top three remaining warriors win. The top three warriors will be part of the Alpha’s warriors. The best of the best. Their sole responsibility is to our new Alpha, Mikey. As for benefits, you already know what are the benefits of an Alpha warrior.” One of the warriors raised his hand, “What will happen to those who didn’t survive?” “They will be removed from the tournament,” Uncle Drake said, “We do not kill our own, but those that do not make the cut each week will be removed from the tournament and will have to stay home. Or help out in the pack house chores.” “Are female she wo

Perfect. We walked over to the stables, hand in hand, with a big smile on Adrian's face. There was almost nothing left of the grumpy demon king that kidnapped me from my living room all these months ago. My black stallion was patiently waiting for us by the stables, a happy Asta next to him. Guela had been walking them around and their muscles were warm and ready to go. Warrior started barking the moment his head appeared from behind the stables, a pink toy in his mouth. "What's that?" I asked Adrian, pointing at Warrior. Adrian sighed and shook his head. "Aemun is sure he's gonna have a daughter. So fluffy pink toys have started appearing everywhere since this morning. Warrior has been snif

“I’m guessing that’s her name?” “Yes. It means soldier,” mom said quietly. “The owner found it in the dumpster out back when it was just a few days old. He adopted it thinking it would be good to keep the mice out of the kitchen. But when Troi started growing he realized that she was much more than a housecat.” Troi reached up and batted my chin, trying to play with the tears that were streaming down my face. I gave a quiet chuckle.

the warrior was vowing as we walked up. The Witches all looked towards Kitty since Saga was busy with Colton. She looked at me and I nodded reassuringly. She took a deep breath as I hurried to her side. I placed my hand on her back to comfort her. "Please take care of her." Kitty softly replied. "I will." he nodded. "Thank you." Kitty added before he hurried off with another warrior by his side. Kitty's Aunts all held each other as Abby, Tommy and Clay hugged as well.

“I can’t…” “We are the last line of defense Wolf Creek has, Blood Moon has our children, pregnant, young, and elderly safe. Blood Moon warriors are waiting to aid us, we are here to fight for our Alpha who has done nothing but fight and provide for us,” Kitty interrupts me, making me blush and nod my head glad that they already have a plan.

Nothing. Lady Dana stood by while Katarina snapped her fingers, and howl split the air, then another, then a whole chorus of them as the wolves poured out of the shadows, strong, tall, the elite, the warriors of the Parson Pack; trained for war; trained for capture. Victoria’s stomach plummeted. Lady Dana’s voice would not rise, or waver. “You are welcome to join us, Victoria.” The warriors moved in. “Or you can watch him die.”

And what was a witch without power? She felt something against her feet and jumped out of fright, but then she sighed on realizing it was just her cat, Sunny. She had stumbled upon the stray three years back while she had been searching for refuge. It had been injured and she had felt pity for the poor thing, so she had taken it with her and tried her best to nurse it back to health. And after that, they had come across the cleverly hidden shack and the cat had refused to leave. So she had named it and decided to adopt it. The company was appreciated.

Sprawling in the still-too-small armchair, Jett arched an eyebrow. "And what shouts 'normal' for NFL superstar Jett Heathrow?" Definitely not a nightclub,"I shot back. "The 'AdoptaThon' at the local animal shelter tomorrow morning has been selected because it is ideal for a spontaneous' photo opportunity, fosters community involvement, and softens your image." He let out a moan. "The cats."I ignored his grimace as he said, "And dogs, Mr. Heathrow. And bunnies. You'll be a picture of compassion."

He bundled up my three sleeping cats in one go and flung open the window, ready to toss them out. Quick as lightning, I stepped in front of him, blocking his move. "Dominic, what are you doing? I raised them!" He exploded on the spot. "Haven't you heard the notice? The apocalypse starts in twenty-four hours! You expect these blind, crippled cats to protect you?" I planted myself firmly in front of the window, refusing to budge. When brute force didn't work, he tried persuasion. "Scarlett, listen to me. Kill these useless cats, and we'd have six slots. Then we could raise more beasts. We'd be invincible."

Lieutenant Phoenix Adler. Thirty years old Former military officer, A lieutenant. Resigned from work four years ago. Single. “I can say this name, as if it’s a chant.” I murmured softly and scrolled the g****e search. He’s a son of billionaires, brother of a rich CEO with different branches worldwide. I heard a small purr below my feet and smile left my lips when I saw my pet, a savannah cat, moving around my feet.