Warriors Authors Novels & Stories

’ I exited the fighting area and then stood under a tree, which allowed me to see all the participants in the power training. Soon after, Beta Duncan and Chief Warrior joined me. The dozens of sheets of paper with the names of the two thousand warriors that we were holding were already filled. “What do you think?” I asked them. “I am quite satisfied with their strength for only being warriors for a year,” Beta Duncan said, nodding twice. “They have never fought on the battlefield, but they have no qualms about fighting with their seniors.” “They train diligently. They are eager to join the war. That is their ideal and the reason they became warriors,” the chief warrior remarked with a proud

“So yes, the World Council has taken special interest. It seems though that you have veered off away from this particular approach though. Why is that?” Donatello’s eyes sliced into Raina. The first shown emotion was a brutal threat and most would’ve cowered. Kian didn’t like the way he was looking at her like he could murder her on the spot. Raina chuckled, shaking her head. “I guess my pussy was just that great that he couldn’t say no,” she said to the shock of everyone including Kian. She wasn’t wrong, but that wasn’t exactly what he expected her to say. “You want to call me a whore? Fine, go ahead. I don’t care. You already are, but I can tell you this, nobody in this warrior class will

“Long as you’re with me.” “Always,” I murmured, squeezing his hand. ——————————————————————- ***A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR*** Thank you so much for sticking with me, Laura, and Talon through my debut novel. This story truly helped me find my voice as a writer. If you enjoyed it, check out the next book in the series, Logan and Hailey’s story! Logan: A Warriors MC Romance -Lena Gold

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

Those who were both honest and mild-mannered are the elite all. "You know of my elite warrior?" were the master's next phrases. "Yes, sir," Finn replied. "What do you know about them, young man?" "Sir, um-hmp that they are your selection brigade for special tasks, sir." In truth, it was all that Finn could speculate about the distinguished party of elite warriors—the most respected among the men—whose midnight expeditions were cocooned in mystery and utmost seclusion. Fear courses through his veins, the anxiety runs his imagination motor, the fear center of his brain gets more interconnected, and more adrenaline and cortisol flood him. His wolf wanted to howl, but he kept himself under contr

Their warriors are a joke. I looked at my Delta and head warrior. “Well, things just got more interesting. Increase patrols and put the warriors on alert. This is only just beginning.”

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.