Warrior Of Hope Novels & Stories

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle. But every night, when the fighting was done, she was alone. Until one day, a peasant boy came looking to join her army. Lonely and angry and fierce as she. For the first time, she found that when she strode out onto the field to save others, there was someone at her side...who had come to save her." Chapter 1 RPOV Song: Past Lives by BORNS, That Sea The Gambler by Gregory Alan Is

' Hope asks nervously. 'Of course, he’ll want to see you! You're his daughter,' I say to her. She nods, 'I hope so,' she says with a sad smile. Hope falls asleep during the second half of the car ride with her head resting on my shoulder. We’re approaching the Dark Moon territory. I can see his pack warriors ahead on the border. Nathan wounds the window and speaks to one of the guards, who then wave him through. My pack warriors aren't far behind. I know they won't be allowed in, so I give them orders to be on standby in case things get ugly. They know to initiate war and fight their way to us if needed. I wake Hope, and she looks out the window to see we have arrived.

I heave a sigh. Their surprise when they found out I carved a path for myself outside of MERC still remains a strong motivation for me to give shock them even more. To stick it in their noses, especially Mother. Establishing HENPRO.inc to be a publishing company took a lot of guts and everyone told me I would fail because MERC ruled the financial world. To their surprise, I didn't and Mother's hatred for me has doubled, she's on the verge of not pretending for the public anymore that she cares for me.

Her heart fills with happiness as she smiles up at him, taking his hand. A whole life filled with bliss awaits her, and she can't wait to explore the world with the only man she loves, to have his pups and to be a leader alongside him. She chose the Warrior, and she would choose him again and again. The End.

The memories of that day, the last moment of happiness I had felt as my brother had given me a hug and taken the stage, his handsome face glowing with happiness. “MysticWarriors, my pack, was a very small one and ancient,” I answered. “We didn’t believe in fighting for power, we believed in peace and kept to ourselves. It has been like that for years. We were all powerful warriors by blood but having power and strength doesn’t mean needing to exercise it. That day we were taken by surprise and were heavily outnumbered. But we fought, to the end, till each one of us fell apart but…” “But…”

“I don’t even know his surname! I only know that he’s the Supreme Warrior and was called ‘Dragon of Cathysia’! “Now that everyone has retired from the army, our chances of seeing the Supreme Warrior slimmed down significantly. He seems to have retired into the forest and became a dragon slumbering in private. Since he doesn’t like to be disturbed, then let him be!” Quin spoke before a sigh escaped his lips. “My only wish is that I want to see what the Supreme Warrior looks like, just once. My life would be complete if I do. Alas, I’ve never seen him, let alone see his actual face. This is my only regret.”

Khalid exclaimed, gripping his sword tightly. "Sir Khalid forgive us. The strength of the two of you seems to threaten the entire Sect on this land! We'd better get rid of you from the face of this earth, rather than the names of both of you overshadowing our big names later, "said Zou Fan who is currently known to be the number one strongest warrior in the land of the martial jungle at this time. "Hahaha..Are you sure that only you exist?" shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him.

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

His grandmother smiles as he wipes his tears, but when our eyes meet, there's the same look of fear in both of us. Andrea Annington. That's the name of his mum, and the name of one of the countless women who have been taken away by rogues for... hell knows what. It hurts to even think about it. The wounded warriors coming in are piling up, so I put on a healer's apron and wash my hands to go help there. The young warrior before me looks like he might vomit as he stares at the gashes on his arm. It's a claw slash and it... it looks bad.

In a small room filled with piles of documents, a calm and solemn atmosphere prevailed. Sunlight illuminated every corner of the room. There were only a few people there: me, Wayne, Adam, and Zora. Each stood in meaningful silence. Wayne, a young man with proven courage, stood tall in the center of the room. He wore simple but neat clothes, his face showing determination. He dropped to one knee before me. "We are gathered here to witness the induction of a new warrior. Wayne Morris, who has shown courage, honor, and loyalty, will receive the title of warrior."