Warriors Blackstar Novels & Stories

His expression and the happiness he was sharing with me were enough to let me know what the letter was about. “The office of the Gamma of the Black Shadow Pack,” he began. “... welcome you, Mr. Randall Javier, as the new recruit for the Warriors program that would commence on the third of June, 2024. Listed below are the final requirements that you must submit, as well as the breakdown of the allowance that you will receive during basic training. As we are aware of your previous rank as a certified warrior, we will be looking at the possibility of letting you rise and move up to the next level of rank depending on the skills and discipline that you will exhibit…”

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

It took me by surprise as I hadn't expected such a reaction from them. Hunter then took center stage and began his announcement. "My fellow warriors," he started, "we have been through a difficult time. We have faced challenges that have tested our strength and resilience. But despite all that, we have emerged victorious. And today, I want to recognize our Luna for her unwavering support and leadership during these difficult times."

The scent of roasted venison, cedarwood, and the musk of a hundred wolves was overwhelming. She closed her eyes, trying to find the spark of her own wolf. Moon? Are you there? There was only a faint, distant whimper, like a ghost trapped in a cellar. The trumpets sounded, a low, guttural blast from a ram's horn. Alpha Blackwood stepped onto the dais, his presence commanding instant silence. Beside him stood Silas, looking like a god carved from obsidian. He wore a dark leather vest that showed the intricate tribal tattoos on his arms, markings that told the story of his kills and his heritage.

asked a dark-haired girl beside me with kind brown eyes. James chuckled. “Dear pack members, this is Laila—my most amazing gift from the Moon Goddess.” I raised a brow at him but couldn’t help a small smile. He flashed me his signature smile and winked. “That’s our female gamma, Kate,” he added, pointing to the black haired beside me. “And next to her is her mate and our gamma, Dereck.” Dereck, a broad man with dark hair and brown eyes, held Kate close with one arm. His wide face and beard contrasted her delicate features, but something about them made me think they could be siblings too.

I was drawn to him with an inexplicable force that made my heart stumble. He stepped closer, lowering himself to my height. A fleeting smile ghosted across his lips. “So you’re the girl hiding in the woods,” he said, his voice low and rasped. “I’ve heard the rumors, the black wolf that haunts the full moon.” I said nothing. My voice unused for years, maybe I've forgotten how to speak. I only stared. “No need to fear, my dear,” he murmured. “While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.”

His man joined him as they all roared "WAR! WAR! WAR!" Silvia took in a shuddering breath. "I'll take you all there. We will win this war," She said darkly and Alonso smirked looking at her. "Now you're talking," He mused, merrily. * Silvia let out a deep breath in a whoosh, she let all the chakras flow through her body. Her eyes snapped open and violet specs shone in those hazel dunes. The day has come. Tonight they would attack the kingdom.

That is, if it was not for the thousand herd, the werewolves would wage war on it to separate them But honestly, he and Black his wolf are completely satisfied with her and it doesn't matter if she doesn't have a wolf -That's right, I love her- Zayn was horrified by Black's sobbing voice, which doesn't match his horrible voice at all . " shut your mouth your opinion I don't care make me go out I'd like to play with her too he answered rudely to order him at the end Zayn wasn't surprised his wolf character is always very strong He took off his shirt and pants and it's good that no one is here to see...except maybe the guards

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”