Warrior Cats Series 2 Book 1 Novels & Stories

With an ex -girlfriend intent on getting between Parker and Kaylee and an impending war weighing down on the pack, they must fight for their relationship and their lives. After The Warrior's Woman, check out the third book in the series on my page, 'The Wolf's Claim'! Enjoy! Ashley Breanne

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

Where have I heard that name from? It suddenly clicked to me. There is the story of a brave and young warrior and werewolf that was told in our Luna school. The first female celebrated war hero in the Moon Pack kingdom. She led the war against the Snow Pack and helped secure a victory against our rival pack. Her and the new Alpha King Zemo who was still a young prince at that time were the leaders of the army and they lead it to victory. This was the victory that sealed the King's throne as the new Alpha King. History was not so clear as to what happened to the brave and courageous Althea. It seemed that she was killed in battle or banished, but it never really occured to us to ask what happ

I felt uneasy , this makes me walk closer to my father – which gives me some sense of safety or comfort. “Rosemary darlin’ , I would like you to meet my son , Andrew…” I hear Authors voices pulling my attention back to them. Besides Author stands a tall , slender man with black and green armor. He has a kind face , and I can not help but feel safe around him. He does a small bow in front of me , and then flashes me a kind smile – his blue eyes makes his smile seem so much brighter.

The bed is like a cocoon of warmth which I am thankful to have after spending many nights in the snow. *** We spend the next couple of days mingling with the twins' horde while preparing to leave. While the twins' horde is small it is made up of many powerful warriors. I lean back in my seat placing a thoughtful hand over my chin. A smirk stretches across my lips as I watch Soren stumble backward while James lets out a hardy laugh. "This wasn't quite the fight I was expecting since you are supposed to be a skilled warrior," James taunts Soren. A dark look passes over Soren's face his features turning rigid.

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

"Why? Were we not both born from her own womb? Why did her wolf treat my line like an enemy combatant?" My volatile emotions surged toward a dangerous threshold again, despite the chemical stabilizers in my system. After lying motionless under the heavy furs for a prolonged duration, I forced my pale, drained body out of the bedding. I draped a heavy leather combat coat over my bare shoulders and strode out of the master suite with a rigid, unyielding gait. Lucien followed closely behind my flank, his sharp eyes recognizing that my outward strength was nothing more than an act of sheer, desperate willpower. Together, our boots echoed down the iron steps into the central receiving room, where

I went on, “It means heavenly. I will raise her as so. She’ll speak her mind, be her strong self, not afraid to show her emotions or to choose the path and the man she wants.” He puckered his lips. “I would cut any man who tries to hurt her. Better if she turns out to be a lesbian. Creates less drama.” “So you agree men are perverts?” I wiggled my brows, the way he did sometimes, and he shook his head. “Okay, so for the boy, it’s Marcello.” “Meaning?” “Warrior. I know he’ll be strong because of who he’ll have to be in the future, but that’s not why I chose this name. He’ll be a warrior just like his father, and my little angel. I would love even when he loses his innocence.”

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.

Wolves answered instantly, howls rippling through the night like echoes of war. The scent hit me before I even reached the outer fence, blood and silver, sharp and wrong. My hackles rose. Then I heard it. The sound of claws tearing into flesh. Move! I ordered through the link. We burst through the trees together, a storm of fur and rage. There, one of my men, down, his throat bleeding. And standing over him, something large, feline, striped with black and silver. A were-cat. A janguar. No. Not just one. Two.