Novel & Cerita Warrior Nun Fanfiction

I wanted to ask what was happening when I saw a man running toward Sophia, I was going to knock him out to ask him and lock him up for trying to attract my Luna when I noticed how fast she was. She runs toward him and slides down, missing his spear by a few inches. Before he could retaliate, she had knock the weapon off, before raising herself up and kicking him in the chin, hard that he past out. She raised her hands as people cheered for her and I was surprised to see my mate fighting so well. It then dawned on me that the two men she was fighting were being knocked out by her. When she used to tell me that she was a beta, I thought Dante had just given her the position because she was a

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

Fang, my beta and the commander of the shadow warriors – my special and most powerful fighters, distinct from my normal army - had a thing for making his prey suffer before finally killing them off. The frizzled hair warrior was about to fire again, before I could scream at him to stop, Nate broke free and dashed towards the warrior, knocking the warrior into the air and tossing the gun into the distance. The shock on Fang’s face did not go unnoticed, he must be wondering why Nate was desperate to save the half breed. Nate barreled towards her, with one swift movement of her claws he cuts the rope and she falls to the ground. The fear in her eyes were almost palatable as she backed away with

I couldn't entirely blame her, since it was my fault for even giving her audience. Along with some female warriors, Canary emerged from the training hall that was just next to the training ground. They had some weapons in their hands. I could only recognize two — a nunchucks and a sword. Since I was an omega, I was never involved in any strenuous activities, nor did I know of any weapons used in martial arts. The warriors lined up in warrior formation, while I stood by the sidelines with Sophia and Katniss.

He chickened, and said in a cold and heartless sound, “You know, some mates aren’t meant to be, and I already did appreciate you, I mentioned the warriors who stood by me, you are among the, Nina.” Among them? I… I am among the warriors. Tears began to flow from my eyes, and suddenly I couldn’t feel the strength in my legs anymore. I had nothing left, no home to go back to and no mate to be with. I am a warrior, I wouldn’t dare collapse in front of them, I refuse to give them the satisfaction of seeing me break. I quickly grabbed a drink from the table, I lifted it up and gulped it down. Let them watch if they want to let them pity me.

“Only because I wanted to get closer to him, plus I don’t have a boyfriend, plus I know I can protect myself.” The last part was so true. Ever since she turned fourteen, she joined females in her pack who wanted to be trained as warriors. And she blossomed under Aunt Jenny’s guidance. Nadine was one of the top warriors in their pack, and when I said top warriors, it meant both genders, as she could bring them down to bow at her. The only one she didn’t beat even once from their pack was Zach, which was understandable as Zach was born Alpha and, like Jace, was really good in combat, both in human and wolf forms.

*Aloria* I’m in our room, tossing some clothes into my backpack with a fervor that electrifies the air around me. The weight of the impending battle sits heavy on my heart, I have fought but not seen real battle… war. However the thrill of being allowed to fight alongside River and the warriors pulses through my veins like fire. I can’t believe he’s letting me join them. I know I’m ready, and I refuse to be left behind, watching from the sidelines like a helpless pup. I am their Luna and I want to stand up for them.

Damien's POV The celebration was in full swing under the Northern Lights. I held my drink, accepting congratulations from other pack leaders. Lila was clinging to my arm, the picture of perfect elegance. But I couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. Like I was forgetting something important. Suddenly, a gut-wrenching pain tore through me. It was a phantom silver blade, slicing open my chest and ripping my heart right out. "Argh—!" I screamed, falling from my chair.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

Quickly, his eyes snapped to a new figure walking out from behind the Buddha statue. It was an elderly nun. She donned a plain, humble robe, and radiated a countenance of kindly gentleness. Though she was obviously very wizened, she was brimming with vim. Zayn could even sense her boundless vitality. Zayn was shocked. The old nun was a superior class fighter. In fact, she had attained the third tier, too. He had never thought that a secluded little temple would house such a powerful fighter. “Halt,” she intoned.