Novel & Cerita Warriors Bloodclan

From the age of 5 when I shifted for the first time, I had had a funny notion that the goddess was playing games with my life. My parents died 9 years ago in a fatal accident, and it was my fault. Every once in a century, a special wolf is sent directly from the moon goddess. This wolf spreads destruction and chaos wherever it goes, she is called the blood wolf. It used to be a funny legend and bedtime story that was told to us in the nursery to make us keep our mouths shut, but not until I woke up one night to blinding pain in my head. I cried out and my parent rushed to my bedroom, it was expected from every pup that had the werewolf gene to start shifting around that age, so this was a ve

The Lycan Kingdom had once been the pinnacle of peace and prosperity. Under the wise and generous rule of King Artemis and his beloved Queen, Luna Genea, the kingdom thrived. The Red Lycan bloodline was revered as a symbol of strength and nobility, its rulers known for their compassion and loyalty to their people. With each moonlit festival and harvest season, the Lycan people gathered to celebrate their king and queen, secure in the belief that their reign would endure for generations.

They say karma is a bitch.... but not many believe it neither did I until today, when my past is standing right in front of me laughing at my face, and even in this pin drop silence I could hear its laughter like ricochet piercing through my ears and hitting its core along with my subconscious which reminds me that I’m sitting here all by myself drenched in blood clueless and helpless, unable to process what just happened wondering what went wrong in my story for it to take such a drastic turn. It has always been a battle of bloodlines but who would’ve thought for it to turn into a literal bloodbath, with my hands covered in the only thing I was always running from.

Once dressed I stood and waited for the teleport from Angel, a witch who was kind of like our dispatch person. Alpha Gunner led the Blood Claw pack and they often cut off the bloody stumps of their enemies and kept them as trophies. Seriously nasty business. The Shadows had been after him for quite some time but he covered his tracks well, often burning villages or finding other ways to make it seem like it wasn’t him.

A beautiful blonde woman rose from the front row and made her way to where the Alpha pair stood. The she-wolf held out her hand, and Bella grabbed it and sliced deeply into her flesh, mixing her blood with what was left in the chalice. Then the blond recited, "Your blood is my blood, and my blood is yours, you are my family, and I am yours, together we are a pack, and our pack is strong." Isabella followed, repeating the same bloodletting before reciting. "I am the Luna, carer of the pack and guardian to the wolves, I will watch over you as you watch over the pack, and the pack places their trust in you. Together we are a pack, and our pack is strong." Finally, Shadow sliced his palm, adding

But they must change at least once every forty-eight hours or the gene in their blood will create havoc in their system. Hmm. She wondered what kind of havoc? "What do you think, Mischief? What would happen to them?" "Mrow." Mischief leaned back and rubbed her head against Jamie's tummy. "My thoughts exactly." "In human form the warrior men are extremely masculine. The hair on their head is thick and luxurious, their body is muscular but lean and they are endowed with a larger-than-normal penis." What? Holy shit! The pulse between her thighs woke up, thudding in her suddenly wet pussy and her nipples tingled as she stared at the drawing. How was it even possible something that large would fi

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

And I understood because that was exactly how I had felt when the young warrior’s mother had begged me to bring her son back. “I just don’t understand why vampires out of nowhere?” Luna Shae murmured. She was Archer’s mate and, from what I know, she too came from a warrior clan from China. They met when Archer went to train. There was nothing insanely attractive about her, but there was still something that would have you intrigued in no time. She had a tiny frame with gorgeous dark silk-like hair way below her slender waist. There was that steely warrior-like glint in her eyes just like Ivy. Maybe all warriors have that in common.

Its silver edge glinted under the torchlight. Alina’s eyes met mine steady and brave, despite the tremor in her fingers. I took the blade first, feeling its cold bite against my skin as I drew it across my palm. A thin line of crimson welled instantly. When I passed it to her, she hesitated for only a breath before doing the same. The scent of her blood hit me, sweet and potent, shooting a hot trail of desire through my bloodstream. We lifted our hands. The moment our palms met, warmth surged through the contact, our blood mingling, merging. The pack link stirred like an awakening beast, threads of invisible energy crackling in the air around us. Gasps rippled through the wolves gathered in

When we arrived, Jake and I stopped our bikes at the foot of the forest where we could see everything. And I was right. The moment the assassins showed themselves, Elowen reached back and cut herself. “Fuck.”I cursed and balled my fists when I caught a whiff of her intoxicating scent. For ordinary wolves, lycans and vampires, her scent will entice them and they would think of it as special, but none of them knows that it is the most powerful blood there is. A golden blood. Not a few minutes later, hungry wolves who probably smelled her blood and wanted to tear her to pieces, showed. Elowen quickly drove away after covering her wound, and the rogues' attention shifted to the human flesh aroun