Warrior Zelda Novels & Stories

" Zelda splutters, her hands clawing frantically at the invisible force around her neck. Zacchary only clenches his fist tighter and now Zelda was floating higher in the sky, her legs kicking out, her hands clawing. I should have realised that it was going too easy for us. One second Zelda was suffocating to death and the next second Zacchary was being mauled to death by a rogue who had jumped out from the shadows of the cave. There was blood and screams and chaos ensued as more rogue wolves emerged, leaping towards us, while Zelda free fell to the ground, spluttering and gasping for breath, her cheeks regaining their normal colour. "Argghhh!" My eyes darted over to my right side where one o

Unfortunately, the fourth one made contact, scraping his claws deep into her side. Lorelei works fast to try to heal as much of it as possible, while Zelda tries to hold on to her shift and continues to fight the surrounding warriors. Unfortunately, it doesn’t take long for the continuous fighting to take its toll, as these warriors are nearly 3 times the size of her. When the warriors manage to connect a few times, Malik shifts and rejoins the fight, and the other warriors back off.

There was no doubt that he was from the other side of the war. Adharva followed him and he felt the man freeze even 500 yard away from him when Adharva moved. But then he looked at the deer who caught up to him and he looked like an angel flying as he played with the deer. He reached the end of the clearing and the moonlight fell on his face and Adharva was shocked as he learned who it was. Warrior Eloy is the most beautiful thing he has ever laid his eyes on. He saw the warrior tie up the hair and it settled around him, the foreboding aura settling in. The transition was fascinating to watch and he was drawn to it like a moth to flame.

Boro stepped back when he saw the warriors face. In the briefest of time, memories filled Boro's mind. Pleasant nights training under moons light, days filled with laughter and happiness, evening arguments and debates on philosophy and war strategy. A tear threatened to fall from his eyes but he snapped himself back to the battlefield and blinked away the tear. Nila's eyes too seemed filled with surprise, not just at her defeat, but also at meeting with an old friend on the battlefield. All around them the battle still raged, although the sounds of war seemed to be decreasing, he knew this to mean that he had won and the battle would soon be over. He shouted for his guards to take her prison

Even Mathin stared at her, incredulous. Nuclear winter stormed behind Keilor’s eyes, but his voice was calm when he answered, “Name a warrior who has defeated me since I became a man, Lady, and I will give you everything I own.” Jasmine held his gaze, refusing to give ground. She might not be able to take him with a blade, but she wouldn’t be the first one to give way now. “Which is a great deal, by the way,” Rhapsody broke in, almost babbling.

Even though the steel-armored fighter had been killed in one blow, Zelter admittedly broke a sweat. The clash between his sword and the warrior's sword was powerful enough to cause his hand to hurt. Whether it was the steel-armored warrior or the other kinds, their skills were quite standard, but they got stronger as their level increased. The steel-armored fighter used sword aura-focused attacks, and the wave of sword aura had been stopped by his Phoenix Cry technique. However, it still caused his hand to hurt. If he had not steadied his footing, that strike might have forced him to take a few steps back, and that would have embarrassed him. That situation would have been broadcasted to eve

“I’ll get out of your way.” I started to leave when: “Stop.” The Prince pulled his sweatshirt up over his head, and my mouth went dry. Prince Kai had a battle-hard body, littered with scars. This was an Alpha was a real warrior; he didn’t play-act at being superior. He was superior. “Your Highness?” “Spar with me,” he said. I blinked. “You’re sure?” He raised an eyebrow at me, challenging, and I nodded. We got into position, and he smirked at me. “Don’t hold back on me, yeah?”

Out of the ten, only two remain, General Six and Eight. I didn't die, but I'll say I failed. I ran off from my duty post. Embraced the call for love and submission, but I got nothing but betrayal and resentment from it. I wanted to admit it. I was General Six. The female warrior everyone feared, respected, and didn't cross. Most packs wanted me by their side. I wasn't just any warrior. I was strategic, not just in my skills in weaponry, but in negotiations as well. I couldn't admit it.

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Zelda ran her fingers over the hilt of a beautifully forged sword. "Who would send this?" Beta Kael glanced in my direction for the briefest moment before replying, "Perhaps someone who believes in you more than you think." Zelda said nothing, but I noticed how her grip tightened around the sword. I turned and walked away before she could look up. There was still much to be done. That night, I stood atop a hill overlooking the battlefield, watching as Zelda's army prepared for war. They were stronger now; better armed, better trained. The enemy no longer had their alliances to rely on. Soon, the battle would begin. I had done my part. The rest was up to her.