Warrior Cats Tigerstar Novels & Stories

Being Wolf Fall’s Alpha, I made it my goal to keep every non-werewolf and backstabbing wolves, out of our land. Sorceress Thelma was supposed to create a barrier that will keep other creatures out, but I don’t know how she got Mom and I to listen to her own idea in placing this nonsense and useless barrier that does nothing but feel the presence of every creature! Like why?! This isn’t what Wolf Fall needs in an era like this! Now see what her barrier has caused! A werecat has stepped into our pack! And looking at this beast… “It’s a Tiger. Damn! It’s an Alpha Cat!” I identified the Werecat through its strips, as it emerged fully into the light, growling at my guards and I. Mostly at me.

Especially when you have a shifter running through your back yard who decides to change back into human form and check things out. But now everything was changing. The whole game plan. Because now he wanted the book and Jamie. He closed his eyes for a moment and he was back in that house naked and aroused. Jamie dozed in the chair, the book open on her lap, Mischief curled up on her lap. He'd waited to see if the cat would react, but black cats liked shifters and she was apparently no exception. He was torn between the rampant need for sex and the equally strong desire to get a look at that book.

I had asked Chance, our Shadow weretiger to join me since he was an excellent tracker. I trusted Chance and I knew he was a closet, hopeless romantic like me and River, even though he had the whole badboy, warrior persona going on. There weren’t a lot of tigers so he could really put out whatever kind of image he wanted. He had all kinds of different female shifters throwing themselves at him all the time. He’d actually dated a panther for some time but I guess it didn’t work out.

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

His gesture made it seem like she didn’t want to miss a single detail of my story. “I-” I thought back to the moment when I was with Tiger, the cat's name that I came up with this morning. “I wanted her to live.” “And you thought about it when you stroked her.” It wasn’t a question. It was more like a blatant statement coming from him, like my story was proof that I am a witch. I shook my head. “That’s not enough to convince me, Doctor Kusher.” “Killer Smile.” Doctor Kusher said. With just those two words, he made me freeze on the spot.

I sighed, “If you would like to shift, there are some shorts in the hollowed-out part of the tree directly behind you.” The tiger walked to the tree line and found the tree with the shorts in it. I asked Singarti, “Are you sure about this?” She replied, “I am positive. You’ll see.” I continued picking blackberries and asked one of the angel guards, “Can you tell if that white tiger had dark magic?” He replied, “When he comes back, I will check and let you know.” The most beautiful specimen of a man started walking toward me. Tall, close to seven feet tall, a chest so wide Singarti could curl up and use it for a bed. He had platinum blond hair that was past his shoulders and the icy blue eyes

“You’re on edge? I was just tackled and held down by a zoo’s worth of cats. If anyone’s got an excuse to be on edge, it’s me.” “Here,” the tiger shoved his way through the crowd. “Look, I’m going to make this simple. The cats are at war. Half follow Tera, half follow me. We need to bring you to our part of the city so that Tera’s people will abandon her in favor of us. We want peace—they want to keep fighting. “I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth, Tiger.” My fists clenched, preparing for the fight. “Go f—”

Both the tiger and the woman looked up as Iro prowled into the room. Without notice, the large tiger let out a bellowing roar, leaping onto the leopard with his claws out. Iro was already braced for the onslaught, yelling back and baring his teeth as they rolled over on the ground. The queen rolled her eyes, but watched the fight with interest. With fur flying, the two cats ripped at each other with their claws, but neither sunk their canines into one another. Edgar needed to prove a point to his subordinate, and Iro knew that any real fight with the four striped King would lead to his death at this stage of his training, so when the tiger finally released him, he retreated in a low crouch t

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.

the black wolf growls with his hackles raised. "Ours," white tiger grumbles as his amber gaze flicks upward, finding me in an instant despite the fading cloak. His tiger form ripples, half shifting to human as he rises, naked and furious. "Lion," he rumbles. "Step away from what is ours." Lion doesn't flinch. He straightens, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "Yours? This witch is no one's pet. But if you want her, striped fool, and you, mangy cur, you'll have to go through me."