Warrior Mga Nobela at Kwento

Without a Delta, the pack would fall. Warrior- The pack's fighter. Their sole purpose is to help the Alpha protect the pack from enemy threats. They are in charge of training and defense of the pack. This role is neither ascribed or achieved, this role is chosen by a single mark on the arm. A Warrior is a pack member chosen by the Moon Goddess to protect the pack.

“That just says you don't know hand to hand com-bat.” Hunter said with a smirk when he ran to meet the warrior that was coming his way. When he got close to the warrior he ran up the side of the wall, leaped into the air, flipped over the man’s head wrapped his arms around the man's neck, as he landed on the floor, breaking the man’s neck with sickening cracking sound once his feet hit the floor. The warrior dropped to his knees and Hunter kicked him over like he was trash. He faced the other men who had stopped when they saw what Hunter did to their warrior brother

Swoosh! From the ranks of the Wild Wave warriors, a towering figure emerged, standing well over 1.8 meters tall, each hand wielding a razor-sharp battle axe. The sea roared beneath him, his presence commanding and fierce. He was none other than the leader of the Wild Wave warriors, the formidable Wild Wave Lord of War himself! Those two titans, each over sixty but with the vigor of men in their prime, stood upon the ocean, their domains of power unfurling around them.

This warrior has now been possessed. “Indie.” Iris cursed under her breath. “A warrior whom you say fights like a child.” She drew her words as she spoke through the warrior. “Is only a match for me?” she chuckled. “You belittle me Iris, and you will pay dearly for your insult!” The warrior charged at her, but due to the fact that his bother had been possessed by Indie, he moved nearly three times as fast and approached Iris in a blur, giving her no time to come up with a counter attack nor a defence. The sword went into her thigh and Iris let out a painful yell, sh

Hearing Gavin’s footsteps and the bathroom door fling open I didn't bother to look up when the shower door opened. “What the fuck is going on, woman?!” He demanded sternly and I glanced up at him. The look in my eyes made his temperament grow soft and turn to concern. “I'm a failure and a shitty warrior,” I muttered sullenly, causing him to kneel down to my level. Reaching out he cupped my face and turned me to look at him. “Athena Blackstone, you're the best female warrior that I have ever known, but there's always someone better, and that doesn't make you any less remarkable,” he said compassionately.

If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood? Anaki growled, looking specifically at Shyfter. **Shyfter** ‘Damn! A wolf kills an enemy ONE time, and his Spirit is under lock and key to this cursed collar only few have the keys for.’ Shyfter growled challenging. **Anaki** ‘The ‘enemy’ you killed was a great warrior and tactician, one that our father GREATLY respected. So much so, father only injured him, saving his life, got him out of and away from the war. Then you slay him out of petty jealousy!’

The remaining abyssal demons became aggressive as the balance of power between the lands got disrupt. A single warrior walked through the road with number on his face. The other warriors muttered as that single warrior passed by. Suddenly, a warrior with a number on his arm confronted the lone warrior. "Hey boy! " The warrior spoke. But the lone warrior did not respond and continued his walk. "Don't ignore me you brat! " The warrior kicked

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

She is giving instructions to the new Warrior Chief she appointed, and Mathew notices their trainings are a bit more intense than usual, as though the Alpha is expecting to be involved in a battle with another pack or something. Marcus, Mathew notices, has joined the warriors as well. Great for him. After the humiliation he has gone through of having the highest position in the pack taken away from him, being a warrior is a wise choice. A warrior position is a very respectable position in any pack. Marcus must know that Emily already told him that she found out abou

Smirking, I gave each of them a meaningful smirk as I taunted, “A good warrior questions only what matters on the battlefield and not whispers in the wind like some gossip-addicted teenagers.” Triggered, they stood up, one asking, “What do you mean by that?” I took a bite from the barbeque stick and shook my head, thinking, “As a warrior, shouldn’t they be smarter than this?” I wanted to taunt them further, but I knew better than to act the role Glenda wanted me to be in. One of the warriors in the other group stood up and joined us. He was buff and had tattoos on his arm. He looked straight into