Warrior's Way Book Novels & Stories

Rhychard fought the urge to draw his sword, thinking it a bad idea with a dead man behind him and cops on the way. "Who are you, and where is my brother?" Rhychard clenched and unclenched his fists. "And how the hell do you know who I am?" The elf cocked an eyebrow as he clasped his hands behind his back. "Warrior, everyone—Seelie and Unseelie alike—knows who you are. You are a Warrior of the Way, the first human Warrior to ever breathe." Rhychard took a deep breath. This popularity thing would be the death of him. "Where's my brother?"

A warrior is not built of ease but suffering, and this is why they chose to build themselves to ease suffering. They become the heroes they wish had been their own rescuers. They answer the call of the universe to serve the cause of love. And in this love, in this service, they gain a kind of true freedom others cannot fathom. By Angela Abraham, If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading Third person p.o.v

“He was calling you the mean, viscious, evil or....wicked warrior.” Uilleam choked on his ale and slammed his hand down on the table. “That is why the Frenchies would not go near you! They knew not the attachment of the nickname to rutting, so his missive labeled you as an evil warrior and they’re all so bloody Catholic!” His eyes widened and he looked at Eleanor. “Sorry, M’Lady. I mean no offense. I keep forgetting you are high-born and raised in an abbey.” “I think that is the best compliment a mercenary has ever given me,” Eleanor said with a smile. “Well, except one.”

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

I heard Amber uttered, "This is her fight," Feeling the anger channeling through my body, I grabbed the top of the wolf's mouth and the bottom, crying out as I tore him in half. Tossing the corpse aside, I fell to my knees, my body drenched in its blood as I sobbed, staring down at the nails that grew into claws, feeling fangs brushing against my bottom lip, "Oh my God..." Al whispered, "I monster!" I cried louder, "That is why I— I wanted that file so bad, because... I knew I was different,"

I realize I'm still holding onto the edge of the book and I drop my hand, clearing my throat afterwards. "I hope you enjoy it." "As do i." She walks off after that, tucking the book into the folds of her uniform as she goes on and I watch her until she's out of sight. I want to close my door when I notice Cain standing there, leaning on the door and smiling. "You were wanking off weren't you?" I glare at him and until he chuckles and steps back. "Y'know, some of the warriors believe you can't get it up. They say it's been cut off and your only use is as you know who's whore. I try to tell them they're wrong though, but they don't listen."

I replied. "That's," he muttered, unable to finish his words. "Daring," I replied. "But before you join my squad, you had to do what it takes, that was then though," I mumbled. "Is there no other way?" He asked. "There are many other ways, many are daring," I replied. "What about your weaker men?" He questioned. "Your method will only secure the strongest of them, how do you elect the weakest men?" He asked. "I don't have weaker men because I believe no man is weak, yes, I only separate the strongest one, to know how to arrange them in time's of war but the rest, I trained really hard until they realize their strength," I explained.

"I t... i s.. g o o d." The words from her mouth were enough for Hyun to get courage and he turned the book to look at it. "W h a t... t h e... h e l l... i s... t h i s?" He blinked and blinked as if the page was going to change if he keep doing it. Compliments? Why would he need compliments from his lover? He already had a life where only he was best. He was handsome and he was a great warrior. "I t... i s... l i k e... y o u... a r e... g e t t i n g... p u n i s h e d."

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

But, not without seeing the victorious smile on Steph’s face at first. The warrior passed me a book and asked that I open page twenty-five. It was a book as big as a textbook. It had pack rules boldly written on it. So, I opened to page twenty-five. No man shall raise his hands on a woman, regardless of their situation. A woman who needs to be punished must be reported to the alpha first. You can only hit a woman if you are facing each other as opponents in a war, you are training together, or you have the right passed down to you directly by the alpha.