Warrior Cats Comics Novels & Stories

I Continue, and he smiles “Yes, I do. Welcome all.” He says and smiles “The Warriors are Jacob, Jason, Andre, Christopher, Thomas, Michael, Jack, Oliver, Owen, and Eli,” I say and I feel the surprise from my warrior. They didn’t expect me to know their names. “I have cleared a wing on the second floor to the right. It is completely free, and your warriors have my permission to keep everyone away from there.” Carter tells us. “Thank you, Alpha,” I say and smile.

It was a war inside him. My scar seared, white-hot, the bond pulsing so violently I had to clutch the bars of the window to stay upright. My wolf whimpered, desperate, torn between terror and an aching pull toward him. I wanted to look away. I couldn’t. The warriors circled closer again, this time with spears. They looked terrified. Not of losing Cain—but of what he might do to them if he slipped further. One made the mistake of stepping too close. Cain moved faster than my eyes could track. One moment the warrior was upright, the next he was flying across the courtyard, his body slamming into stone with a sickening crack. He didn’t rise again.

Her friends giggled. Even I couldn’t stop my mouth from laughing at these girls. Yes, the warriors looked like they came out of a magazine cover titled Alpha Candy. One of them flexed his arms and kissed his biceps, knowing very well a group of she-wolves was watching. His eyes met mine and he winked. I immediately got repulsed. “Let’s go,” I said to Alicia. “Come on, a little while more,” she whined, staring at a warrior on the side with his arms crossed across his chest, looking at his warriors with disgust.

- he asked. - Allen, - shyly, the warrior answers . - I never imagined that the Moon Goddess would gift me a man as my mate, but I am very grateful to her, because you are, without any doubt, the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. - You are so cheesy. – the funny warrior answers, completely flushed. The warriors laughed, they would miss that boy. - Allen is a nice name - Tron says, with a smile. - what's your age? - I'm twenty - he answers, without raising his head.

Hector told me that morning in training. Hector and I were gathered around by the warriors, urging us to have a second match. Hector initially refused, but after everyone chanted "Scaredy cat," he accepted. We started circling each other, and I could feel the energy radiating from Hector. He lunged at me, and I blocked him. Then I went on the offensive, and I forced him back. As we continued to fight, I could tell Hector was getting more serious. The intensity in his eyes grew, and his strikes became more precise. I could tell he was focused on more than proving himself; Hector was determined to show the other warriors that he was not a scary cat but a formidable wolf. It was clear that I ha

"I turned eighteen today." I got into Sinners alright but after my first step in, I had a quick rethink of my impulsive decision. The interior was smoky and dim, a whiff of something in the air loosened my body and right beside me on a chair that was groaning for its dear life were two werewolves fucking loudly. I took a shocked step back but a drunk couple shoved me forward. "Get out of the way!" The female snarled. "Okay!" I squeaked and melted into the shadows.

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

LAUREN'S POV “Fine, Lauren, you win!” The teen warrior who was older than me cried, “Seriously, why are you so strong? You are only 7!” “No. You are too weak. A good warrior in my father’s pack should be as strong as I am.” I knew what I said was not exactly true. He was full of potential and expected to be the strongest warrior in the future. It was a serious battle which is normal among wolves. “Another victory isn’t it, my little cupcake? Congratulations!”

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

“Usually only members of the royal family are lions or lionesses. Typically we would think the oldest lioness would be the king's mother, but she is deceased, so the title would fall to his oldest sister, the one he called Minette, but she also died. His younger sisters died even before that, so we are at a loss as to who he is referring to. His wife perhaps, though it seems unlikely Catherine would come to Scotia. The lioness might be a cousin, but that would be a first that he had extended it so far. His daughter is still young. We really don’t know. We will see who it is when she arrives with the murder of crows.” “I’m guessing that is a group of something other than the birds.” “His elit