Warrior Nun Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As the warrior seems to think about this, as I see Alpha Jasper step up and lean in close and whisper, “You aren’t really going to do that, are you?” “Do you doubt my mate, Jasper?” He chuckles, “No, Zachariah. Never! To doubt Luna Yasmine, I would be just as much a fool as the warrior pitching to fight her.” The warrior then looks over at me and says, “I would prefer to see what that female would be like in the bedroom flat on her back and how much pleasure she would give. However, the prospect of leading my own warriors is a good substitute. So let's fight, shall we?”

She is the kind of woman who dismantles, not disfigures. We enter the facility, and all the warriors are there waiting. They turn, and they all smile. I guess they are ready to welcome me into their group. Aiden, Thalia, Jonah, Nala, Rebel, and Austin are all there waiting. I really need to make time to get to know Nala. I hardly ever see her around. One of the warriors smiles and teases me, “Who knew we would have welcomed trouble in our mists?” I laughed, “There is much trouble to be had. Or fun…depending on how you look at it,” I replied with a wink.

And I understood because that was exactly how I had felt when the young warrior’s mother had begged me to bring her son back. “I just don’t understand why vampires out of nowhere?” Luna Shae murmured. She was Archer’s mate and, from what I know, she too came from a warrior clan from China. They met when Archer went to train. There was nothing insanely attractive about her, but there was still something that would have you intrigued in no time. She had a tiny frame with gorgeous dark silk-like hair way below her slender waist. There was that steely warrior-like glint in her eyes just like Ivy. Maybe all warriors have that in common.

Nathan remarked. “Yes, it is,” Ben answered, rolling his eyes. “It’s not a kick, ok. I don’t want to hang out with the warrior princess and her crew right now. I want to have someone soft and cuddly, fashionable, and sophisticated by me. Someone just like my mom.” I answered. “Man, do you even know your mom? Since when is our Luna soft and cuddly?” Nathan asked. “He obviously doesn’t,” Eli answered. “The Luna can kick butt with the best of them. She is one of the highest-ranking warriors in the pack”

Addie could see Jess among the crowd, twisting her towel in her hand and looking like she was going to cry. The Luna came out of the house holding a whip in her hand. The Luna was a pretty woman, about thirty, with short black hair cut into a trendy pixie cut. She obviously trained with the warriors. She was muscular and looked like she could take on any male warrior and win. Addie knew this was going to be bad. The warrior pulled her up on the makeshift stage and tried to pull Addie’s hands above her head. It was somewhat amusing as she was just as tall as the warrior but his arms were stubby. “Do you need a stool to stand on?” she asked, amused.

“You’d go to war for her?” “I’d burn the world.” --- That evening, Luna walked the training field alone. The air crackled with whispers—some curious, others fearful. She could feel the divide growing. Even those who’d bowed yesterday were wary now. It didn’t surprise her. Power always came with suspicion. A younger warrior approached. Barely twenty. Eyes wide, voice shaking. “Luna?” She nodded. “Yes?” “I just… I saw what you did. With Dren. And I just wanted to say… thank you.”

She stood up and paced around the room – trying to ease the tension between them. “I thought you had wanted to tell me a long story that leads down a sad ending?” “That was just to get you excited to hear me tell you a short story that ended sadly. We did have sex though.” “What was her name?” “She’s a nun now.” “What?! Did you sleep with a nun? Unbelievable.” “She’s popularly referred to as Warrior Nun now. She is an Iron Lady to the core. And could be termed wicked. Just like me. But I love those whom I cherish.”

Additionally, it is important to keep the princess's identity a secret, and this attack should not be linked to her. I continued, outlining the details of their covert operation. We would take on disguises, disguising ourselves so they would not be able to identify us. On the day of the attack, Lauren remained a powerful figure, standing tall and commanding attention during the attack on Paul's pack. She moved with a grace that belied her strength, a true warrior built for situations like these. Lauren had natural abilities that set her apart as a warrior, and her every move was precise and powerful. As the fight grew more intense, I was amazed by my mate's skill. She had sharp intuition and

I told him, and he bowed, fleeing from my presence. I hissed in displeasure and walked down farther toward the woods, leaving the territory of my pack. I was lost in thought wondering when I would get someone that fits my description. I wasn't ready to be a Luna of a dove, bowing down and smiling gibberish to the people and my so-called Alpha or speaking unnecessary items with the women, I wanted to be a Luna of steel, a warrior Luna as I fight and take off every infiltrating rogue and supernatural dangerous enemies that seem to be poking around to cause a stir.

He said, “I like you. Are you mated or what?” Nuahanna almost couldn't believe it, the fire in her eyes lit up. “I wonder what you have done to my ancestor, but just a words from you I don't think it's a good thing. If that's the case,” she clasp her hands and the bloody glow of pagodas brightened. “Then expect the same from the army as myself. I, Nuahanna, the one remaining army will fight to the end!” “What a pity,” the scary-face man mumbled. “You know what? Not all the huntress despaired, do you want me to tell you the one and only huntress that fall from my tricks?”