Warriors Adventure Novels & Stories

The other werebears scattered like ants. "That's the princess coming!" I told them. The warriors had no idea what to do. They paced back and forth while staring at the giant wave coming in our direction. I had no idea if they had seen Amira before, but if this was her welcome greeting, it was awesome. "Release me, Alpha Adam. We can't afford to offend Princess Amira!" "I think it's too late for that!" I told her, a tad bit cocky. However...

The chief warrior reported to me that he and thousands of our warriors were already in front of the Gray Sea Pack. My claws gripped the ground tightly as my adrenaline surged. I sprinted towards the bridge, following the ten warriors who were already running. The waves crashed against the bridge, soaking my feet and splashing my back, but I maintained my speed and stability. I kept my gaze fixed straight ahead. It didn’t take long for me to arrive at the world’s number one poison-producing pack. The six warriors guarding the gate immediately opened the gate wide without waiting for orders. Hopefully, those who have only been warriors for a year will find the right opponent for their abilitie

By the time I reached Nox’s pack, there was a warrior standing there. Nodding at him, I turned and ran back. Sierra took over as she opened my stride and really felt the sea breeze. The warrior on my end frowned but didn’t comment as I turned back around. This time, Sierra ran as fast as she could through the sand. It felt good and welcomed. However, we weren’t expecting to see Nox standing by the water with his arms folded. Slowing down, Sierra went back as I came to a walk, in front of him. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

“He has warriors that have been training only to kill since birth. They’re called the King’s Claws. You’ll need to watch out for them.” “How can I tell if I’m fighting a regular warrior or a Claw?” I asked. “They won’t say much,” Lucius told me. “Very few of them can speak, but their stamina is higher than a normal warrior’s as well. Your advantage over them will be your brains.” He waved me forward to attack. I squared my shoulders and darted forward. Something looped around my ankle and yanked me up, leaving me dangling upside down from a tree branch. “Wha—?” I crunched my body upwards, scrambling at the rope around my foot.

I wanted him to see the abyss he’d spent years trying to create. Tad remained my anchor, his hand a steady weight on my back. His voice was a low, melodic murmur that cut through the roar of the elements. “You can do this, Cara. Breathe. Control the storm; don’t let it become you.” While Tad held my spirit, Roman secured the perimeter. He moved like a living shadow, flanking Reign with a predator’s grace. Every warrior behind him stood like a statue of iron, their eyes fixed on my father, waiting for the single gesture that would authorize his end.

Not wanting to tell Adria the answer. Adria sighs deeply, she swallows. She pulled the warrior closer to her, dragging him by his collar,her brow lowered. She shoved her hands in his hair, caressing it gently. Then she took his hands, putting it into her chest. The warrior’s hand met the swell of her breast. He moaned. “ Now tell me,” Adria sends in a low tone. “ They are heading to the Mooncrest pack,” the warrior answered , his speech almost sluberring.

My eyes closed, taking the sensation before he ripped away from me as the cold wind hit hard, letting me know he was gone. I could not open my eyes, still absorbing the feeling of having him in my arms, of having his lips on mine. “ Warriors!” It was one word but it meant everything. My eyes opened, the king running off to the forest only to jump and hit with all fours as he spend through and out of sight. One by one they let go, mates screaming and kicking, not wanting to let go but they had to. It took time for all of them to leave, shuffling away and tearing into large hungry wolves which were hungry for nothing but blood. They were fighting for everything, they were fighting for their li

It was going to be a long year once the trials started. The shift changed, and so the Warriors heading home walked back with me. It was peaceful, but I would never let anyone know that. There was no time for peace, not while there were wars raging and a vile Vampire to hunt down. There was no room for weaknesses in my Warriors. I knew they had them, but they did not let them show; Made them strong.

And even without a leader, what's left of the Warriors could still spell trouble for us. The fact that they're several states away from us should make me feel better, but it doesn't. Madison and her group made it all the way here from New York-the Warriors could easily make it from Michigan. Especially if they're all like Frank, willing to do whatever it takes to survive. I can see them shooting and bludgeoning their way across the country, and my blood runs cold at the thought.

The promise in his eyes was overwhelming. “I believe you.” Jet smashed his lips against mine for a quick second before releasing me to head downstairs. It surprised me with how quickly and how many warriors stood before me. “Warriors!” Jet bellowed out. “Adron is attacking Goddess Luna’s old pack. Her parents and pack member’s lives are in danger. We will help them. We will prevail. We will take down as many of those mother fuckers as possible!” Goosebumps ran up my arms as the warriors yelled and vented their anger towards the Adron. My heart swelled with love, feeling their anger that this was happening. “To the plane!”