Warrior Cats Erin Hunter Books Mga Nobela at Kwento

H y u n. I... a m... g o i n g... t i... r i p... o f f... y o u r... f i n g e r s... i f... y o u... d a r e d... t o... t o u c h... t h a t... b o o k... a n d... I... a m... f u * k i n g... s e r i o u s." She warnyth wolf spirit who gulped as his hand paused in mid air.

It is the promise I made to him earlier today, when we first set foot into the Blood Ridge Pack. I am going to deliver the whole pack to the hunters, even if it is the last thing I do. And my name is going to be in that room of honours, just like my sister. But suddenly, a loud clang sounds to my right, and my head snaps in that direction. With my hands on the handle of my wolfsbane dagger, I take a slow step towards the sound. The door is slightly cracked open, the kitchen island catching my attention. A girl with copper hair comes into view,

Not again. One of Kaelen’s warriors fell at her side, his throat torn open. Another leapt forward, only to be dragged down beneath two gray shapes. Serenya stumbled, nearly slipping on the blood-slick earth. Through the haze, Eryndor advanced unhurried, as if he had all the time in the world. His wolves carved a path for him, dragging Kaelen’s defenders aside like twigs in a flood. His grin widened as his eyes locked on her.

" You know, we make a good partner? I can help you know things about werewolves and you can hunt them and give the credit to me later. This means that when your department wants to honour you, let them know I was behind your success, that is it. " I laughed at her words yet again " Okay, let me confide in you. Can I ?" " Of course, " she said, snapping her fingers. " My first hunting haunts me a lot and I can't tell why___" " What actually happened? " Melissa asked, staring at me with her blue eyes. " I had the chance to kill my prey but probably instincts warned, so I let it escape," I explained in a low tone. I couldn't let anyone else here about this.

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.

Cadmus Hunter is the male protagonist, in that case, who am I? I immediately grabbed a shiny shield from the guards and looked at my reflection. Red hair and green eyes. As soon as I saw that, I immediately muttered, "Ah. I'm doomed." The moment of realization sinks in. If I’m the character, Ernaline Lockheart, I am in deep trouble because I... was the Ernaline Lockheart, Erin was my nickname and the reason why I couldn't remember writing this character was because Erin died in the first five chapters of my book. Erin was a... side character who's going to die on her 18th birthday.

The ground beneath them cracked, and the snow around them swirled in violent gusts, the temperature dropping to a biting cold that stung Raynor’s skin. Erin stood at the heart of it all, her arms outstretched, her body trembling with the weight of the power she had awakened. The Wolf God towered behind her, its presence overwhelming, its amber eyes fixed on the gathering of hunters and warriors that surrounded them. It was no longer just a battle for survival. It was a battle for control of everything—the future of the clans, the power of the Wolf God, and the fate of Erin herself.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

LUKAS I left my mate with the hands of those two hunters but I was listening to their conversation. I heard everything and I knew those people are her dad warriors. I saw her walking toward me, like a queen she is “ those people were your dad strongest warriors” she looked at me like she was asking how do i know I didn't wait for her to ask “ I have seen them with your dad before he died.” she just nod her head but i know a lot is running through her mind

The way her lower lip quivered as her lashes fluttered in pain with tears hanging at the brim of her lower lashes finally slid down her cheek followed by another then another as she bit on her lip hard avoiding his gaze. Hunter knew then and there that she was hiding something. Hunter was known well for his instincts. He believes whatever his guts tell him and at that moment he was damn sure she was hiding something. Hunter could've been lenient but he couldn't because it wasn't just about anybody. It was about that f*cker Alonso who attacked Rasmus, abducted Catherine -tried to kill her baby, and would've gotten her marked by his f*cking goon if they hadn't reached on time.