Warrior Nun Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was flustered after talking to Kabir. "Why do I feel this way?" She whispered quietly. Yara barely heard her above the loud music. "How do you feel?" Yara questioned but got no reply, Minahil was busy looking at Waniya and Ahmed who were standing some feet apart from them. *** Waniya was wearing a black and white bandana top with a blue ripped jeans. Her belly was pierced and she was wearing a silver colored piercing. Her hair cascaded down her sides in thick curls. Eyes embellished with thick eyeliner and intoxicated from the alcohol she was drinking. Her smooth, curvy figure was aligning perfectly with Ahmed's chiseled body who was standing behind her with one hand wrapped under her bo

"I don't want you dead father I hope you'll bear with me" 'What do you want then?' "I'm going to be the New leader of this pack; Sara said with all seriousness as she attacked his dantian. She crippled and left climbing to the top of the palace, she let out a howl with Alpha Calhoun's dantian on her hand. . . . . . The greatsword slashed the soldier's body many times obtaining no apparent results while the inscribed knife continuously found breaches in the representative's guard and stabbed his arms.

But I couldn't. "I am the Luna, yes," I affirmed, my voice thick with conflicting emotions. "But that also makes me a warrior for this pack. I can't just hide." Newmara's hands gripped my arms, an attempt to physically move me into the safety of the bunker. But in a swift motion, guided by adrenaline and conviction, I reversed our positions. With a surprising burst of strength, I pushed her inside instead. "And as a warrior, you should know that each role in a battle is important, including inspiring hope and assurance. You're going to be a mother; your place is here, safe."

Raven POV It's been a few months since my mother collapsed and I'm not sure how I should be taking things. I feel numb. A part of me should be happy about this because of the way she has been treating me the last 6 years, but she's my mother. I have been going through the motions of my days and putting all my effort into becoming the best warrior this pack has ever seen especially after all the rogue attacks we have been experiencing. I would love to be on the battlefield helping out my fellow warriors, but the Alpha doesn't deem females to be worthy of fighting alongside him even if I am the best female warrior we have here. The Alpha announced we have the Top Warrior and future Alpha of th

She just pretended she did when she was only interested in getting laid. “I’ve asked you before to not sleep with the newer warriors. They don’t understand your ways” it wasn’t the first time I had some jilted fresh warrior. Harper was undeniably beautiful and a formidable warrior and officer, but she was damaged and she took her damage out in mindless fucking.

“I'm so sorry, Finn. I dragged you into this mess. You do not deserve to go like that. I promise that I will avenge you. I swear it.” I swore. Not long after closing my eyes, I heard a movement. If not for my mage training, I doubt if I could have heard it. It was so quiet that one could hardly noticed it. I pretended to still be asleep as I made a mental calculation in my mind. I still had on my warrior's clothes, so my dagger was still there. I carefully reached out to it and waited patiently.

, the female warrior scoffed, "Leading must be exhausting work for someone who is not even strong." I closed my eyes and forced myself to stand up, I won't give up so easily. "Luna just submit", someone whispered to me. I already felt useless, and I could already see the eyes of the people around me, pity, and disappointment. I shook my head. "Well let's finish this up then", the female warrior chuckled and came at me. With anger, I summoned all the anger I felt and gave her a blow on her stomach. "So freaking weak, you can not even land a punch, disgusting piece of shit", the female warrior said and dragged me by my hair while I winced in pain. Her arms were now around my neck and she press

The air smelled different here—older, less marked by pack scent, almost wild in a way that made Wren's wolf lift its head with something like curiosity. The warriors who flanked them were ten of Cain's best. She had been learning their names over the past weeks. Kellian, who sparred with her every morning and had stopped being gentle about it. Drace, the tallest of them, who had been one of the first to guard the medical station and who nodded to her now with the particular respect of someone who remembered being carried in. Others she knew less well—serious faces, capable hands, the kind of quiet professionalism that came from years of doing dangerous work without complaint. There was Mara,

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.

Out of the ten, only two remain, General Six and Eight. I didn't die, but I'll say I failed. I ran off from my duty post. Embraced the call for love and submission, but I got nothing but betrayal and resentment from it. I wanted to admit it. I was General Six. The female warrior everyone feared, respected, and didn't cross. Most packs wanted me by their side. I wasn't just any warrior. I was strategic, not just in my skills in weaponry, but in negotiations as well. I couldn't admit it.