Warriors Authors Novels & Stories

She commented as she picked up the paper she was taking a note on. "The book is written by a woman called Lady Waina Silver. It says that the woman was present during the war thirty years ago so she could document the war well. She traveled with the women who cooked and nursed the soldiers so she was pretty close to the events that took place at the time. Sources are names as well but it's an endless list of men and woman who had surrounded the war, but a few names stood out, which are the four horsemen of the war..." So Old Lady Waina wrote the book herself? How interesting? I wonder how she wrote it though and how she followed the king to war. Thirty years ago might be a long time but I ha

So, for six months they have been plotting and waiting but we still didn’t know when to expect the attack. All the new warriors and Alphas were asked to keep hidden away from the boarders so the rogues couldn’t catch on to the help we had enlisted. We already had three Alphas staying with us and they had each bought 100- 150 warriors. Two of the Alphas were seething for blood from the Maven family for the issues and problems they had inflicted on each of the packs while they had been living there and all the other Alphas from seven different packs had sent us over 100 rogues each. They didn’t have a personal vendetta against the family but when they heard news of their treachery and deceit a

The Warriors’ Roar A cluster of young warriors celebrated openly, their voices echoing across the field. “Did you feel it?” one barked, chest swelling. “The bond! The strength of it! With her beside him, Troy cannot be beaten.” Their laughter and howls rang like a war-drum. They beat their fists against their chests, invigorated, ready to follow wherever Troy and Daisy led. The Skeptics’ Whisper But not all hearts rejoiced. In the shadow of the barracks, whispers slithered like venom. “So it’s true,” one wolf muttered bitterly. “He beds the Masked Alpha and now we’re supposed to believe she was our savior all along?”

"The Warriors are acting strange. What did I screw up now?" It's not the time for this discussion, but it's not like she won't realize something has happened. Once she has her bearings completely, she'll insist. "Do you remember the one history text we were reading a few months ago about the Warriors who stayed behind on the home planet to save as many as possible and gave their seats up on the ships?" "Weren't they super Warriors or something like that?" she asks cautiously. "Anshi." "An what?" I look into her dark eyes and see her confusion. "Anshi. They're Nova Warriors, and we didn't think any made it off the home planet. Someone's grandmother or great grandmother did."

They are even said to be as cold as their climate with respect to the way they treated others outside of their clan. The reason he chose alignment with their pack and accepted their ‘most formidable’ warrior to be his new commander in chief is because of how the change in climate had made them better warriors. This also concerned him a bit. What if their plan all along was to infiltrate their army, discover their weak point, use Cole as their inside enemy and attack from within?

He explained the customs in detail, confirming what I’d read in that werewolf book. “Mhm, interesting. I read something about that in the werewolf book.” I nodded. “Werewolf book?” He frowned slightly. “Yeah. James’s mom gave me this children’s book—it’s like a Werewolf World 101. I’m taking baby steps to get to know your world and your ways.” I said, half-sarcastic, half-aware of how much of an uneducated outsider I really was. “Anyway, back to the topic of your approachability. Based on what you’ve told me, the only werewolves who actually see and interact with you daily are the lead warriors and high-ranking members. How is that approachable?”

Roman POV I got an urgent mind link from my warriors to get to my brother Reign’s home, my pulse hammering in my chest as I raced there. I contacted by mind link my oldest brother, Hamza, and a few trusted warriors to meet me there. Calling on my wolf, I pushed through the terrain as fast as I could, grabbing only a t-shirt and joggers, which I tied around my neck to change into later. Every second mattered. Every second was a chance to prevent more suffering.

~~~ ~Callum's POV~ I lay in my bed, and heavy pants fell from my lips. The work of training the warriors for battle has made me an exhausted man. The warriors we had available were trained harder than every other warrior we've had in the history of the Moon Crescent pack. —there, we have to pay for losing good men in battle. I continued laying on the bed, about to drift off into a beautiful sleep w, when the door to my bedroom cracked open, and the woman who had made herself known to me, and a sigh left my lips.

LAUREN'S P0V After the war had ended, the pack Beta, Hunter, took it upon himself to ensure that the aftermath of the war didn't leave a lasting impact on the pack. He ordered all the warriors to come together and clean up, making sure to get rid of everything that reminded them of the traumatic experiences they had just gone through. Blood stains were cleaned, weapons were put away, and the camp was made to look as normal as possible.

"What do you expect? I'm betrothed to the hottest guy in all of Northern Bloodlands!" Cairh was literally every girl's dream. His body was carved and chiseled from spending hours gyming and training and he had that boyish celebrity looks that made females swoon. Lately, he started growing his hair out, he was starting to look grown and so manly... I shamelessly stare out my window at him for hours... just watching him train in the yard with the other wolves. My heart beat faster just thinking of him and I can't stop a stupid smile from taking over my face.