Warrior's Pride Novels & Stories

She yelled back. "I won't tolerate any disrespect towards myself. I was staying quiet because of you not anymore. Because you are not a fucking man you ain't worth it." * Selam guys! This is a teenager's story and this is somehow slow paced all of it will make sense after some more chapters :) have faith in me lol Happy reading

" I gasped in shock as the words affected me like hot coal being poured into my body. My parents died because of me and now Seven, people keep dying because of me and I hated it! I hated it!! I want to cry but I'll rather die than give this douchebag satisfaction. I pushed him away from him and couldn't say a thing. A guard came rushing and halted in a harsh breath when he saw us and bowed immediately… "What is it?" He asked, obviously pissed. "White moon pack! The Beta is here to see you, my Prince. The pack was attacked last night." He said breathlessly. Dread washed over him and I bit my lips and turned to leave but I halted. "I'll always be a Luna?" I scoffed at him. "Maybe you're right,

Finally, Shadow sliced his palm, adding it to the mixture in the chalice, and his deep voice carried over the entire pack as he recited the Howling Warriors creed. "A Howling warrior is strong when they need to be, gentle when they choose to be, and ruthless when they have to be. We will not cower, nor hide behind each other in times of crisis, we stand tall against our enemies, together we are the Howling Warriors, and together we are strong."

Please, pretend I'm not here. "We also want to say a special congratulations to Jessi, who is officially our first female warrior. Zoe and I watched the tryouts, and Jessi showed that no matter what was thrown at her, she was warrior enough to handle any situation. This marks an important day in the palace's history, and I hope it won't be the last. Congratulations, Jessi," Ryder holds his glass toward me, and I'm ready for the ground to swallow me up.

“I won’t. I’ve faced worse.” A proud gleam shone in his eyes. “That’s my warrior.” Her heart pounded, spirit ablaze. His warrior…

He had an ear-splitting grin beaming with pride. I was exulting in the victory I just proved to the entire pack: I have what it takes to be an Elite warrior. I walked off the field and turned back around to watch the rest of the recruits. Eight recruits have been defeated. Four were still fighting, and that filled my chest with pride. I wasn’t boasting, but the fact that I’m a girl and the rest were guys said so much, don’t you think? Another recruit had fallen. My parents had already defeated their opponents. I am so proud of them. As three minutes went by, two more had been defeated.

A growl of agreement swept through the ranks, deep and resonant. "They come with dark magic. With blood and fire. But we come with fangs and fury. We fight not for pride, not for conquest, but for our people, for every wolf behind these walls. If we fall, we fall as warriors. If we stand, we stand as shields. Either way-we will not yield." Howls erupted, fierce and wild, shaking the air. I watched from the wall above, my hands clenched on the stone ledge. Pride and fear twisted inside me until I could hardly breathe. He looked so much like our father in that moment-unshakable and fearless.

The murmuring continued throughout the arena as the spectators openly displayed their disdain and disgust toward the cowardly behavior of the Blue Rain warrior. In this world, it was considered far better to die proudly as a warrior with your head held high than to kneel and beg for your life. To warriors, such behavior was the ultimate disgrace. Alpha Damien sat boiling in fury where he was. The humiliating actions of the Blue Rain warrior only added more fuel to the fire already raging inside him. His face had turned red with anger, and the veins around his neck bulged violently as though they were on the verge of bursting. His fists clenched so tightly that blood dripped from his palms, y

I muttered, rubbing the spot she had flicked, and walked towards the door. Priya face was filled with concern, “you are really burning up,” she said in a serious tone. “I’ll be fine, let’s go people watching,” I said, deflecting from the conversation. “more like Hades watching,” Priya snorted. The sound of swords and grunts could be heard from a distance. The chants and cheers accompanying it. Werewolves were creatures of nature, and drawing blood was a strong bedrock of our existence. Warrior practice was like a gladiator game, each warrior fighting to ascend higher in rank until they met their final challenge, fighting the alpha of the pack.

“Why the need for dominant female warriors? From my understanding, all female WereCats are extremely good fighters no matter what their rank.” “True. However; Our Pride isn’t your standard Pride, most Pride's are made up like a WereWolf pack, consisting of both male and female members, as you have no doubt seen within this Pride. However; unlike WereWolf packs, Pride warriors are 95% females, as they are more agile and fierce than most males of our kind. Now, Vapor-Moon Pride is classed as a warrior Pride, we specialize in the training of strong high-ranked female warriors that other Prides can acquire by trade.” “Trade? Willingly?”