Warriors Blossomfall Novels & Stories

Her grit and determination are sexy as hell. Fallon reaches the platform, grabbing ahold of one of the boards to swing herself up. As she does, one of the recruits that was tailing her closes in and snatches her other patch off of her shoulder just as she swings onto the platform. It should be game over, but either she doesn’t know that her patch was taken or she just doesn’t care. Once on the platform, she lands a couple of good jabs on Brennan, one of the gold team recruits guarding the flag. As he staggers back and falls, she wheels to Summer, the other flag guard, and knees her in the stomach so hard that it knocks the wind out of the poor girl.

"Adrianna, to me, you are the most precious thing in this world." "Here," he said, his tone changing as he momentarily let go of me to retrieve something. He pulled out a small, elegant jewelry box. "I have something for you." "What is this?" I asked. When I opened the box, I had to catch my breath. Inside lay the newly released Ocean's Embrace diamond bracelet, a collaboration piece by Kairos Jewels. It featured 108 diamonds arranged to mimic stars circling the moon, each stone sparkling with an intense brilliance.

I'm afraid your dad might die of a heart attack if you don't give him any calls. 'Yeah Yeah.' The conversation carried on and I fell asleep on the sofa watching Barbie of Swan Lake. it was 2 am and I woke up and headed to the underground fighting arena. God, I love beating the shit out of men. Tonight's prize was 500k for the last man standing. I entered the arena and out my name on the ballot and placed it into a box. Eventually I was called out. Fight after fight. Only meant victory after victory. 'Tonight's doghouse champion is Rosaline Danvers.'

I took it. The walk to the altar felt unreal. The ceremony space had been arranged in one of Emberfall’s great garden courtyards, where black stone paths circled a wide open space filled with flowers from both sides. My father had spared no expense, but he had not made it cold or too grand for me to breathe. Emberfall’s gold arches stood over the aisle, but were softened by vines and flowers brought from the werewolf side. White moonblossoms from Brooksbridge grew beside Emberfall’s fire-blooms. Vandwood greenery, what could be salvaged and carried, had been woven into the decorations. Golden lanterns hung from branches. Water moved softly in channels near the edge of the courtyard, and beyo

I look back. My hair a mess and my attire somewhat torn. The flair of my gown which was once white was now brown and my shoes, covered in mud. Suddenly--I feel a stone at the bottom of my foot and before I know it, I fall face-flat on the ground. I look up to see them hollering at me. “SIEZE HER!”, one of them yells. I try to get back up on my feet but my short try to run comes to end as the armed soldiers surround me. The sound of heavy footsteps resonates through my ears as the same man from whom I had run earlier was facing me, standing all high and mighty looking down upon me with no emotion visible upon his face.

indescribable beauty. Here people had different features, some guys were so cute that even their beauty scared you. Women are beautiful but full of evil. Like Riley. I advanced down a hill until I found a small waterfall. I've strayed too far and maybe that's not good. I took the book out again and went to the last page where there was a map of Telluride, a map where they introduced you to the lakes, waterfalls and certain caves. I positioned myself in what seemed to be called The Oblivion Waterfall, which was near the school. Why was it called the waterfall of oblivion? Ahead of the waterfall was a wall of rocks. I followed the path until I reached it, there were large rocks here, as if cer

Another warlock cried out. Maya looked directly at Astar. "Some flowers..." Another blossom dissolved. "...must wither first..." Another ribbon of smoke. "...to unleash..." A fourth warlock collapsed. "...their hidden weapon." The words settled over the battlefield like snow. Nobody laughed anymore. --- One by one... The blossoms wilted. One by one... The hooded warlocks inhaled the dark mist. One by one... They fell. Some tried running. The vines refused to let them. Others attempted spells. Their mouths remained covered.

I’ll have you back soon, Rose. Joel’s POV “Where’s Rose?” Brent asked me. “Just gave her a few minutes of privacy is all. Her mark is pretty cool. There’s three wolves howling at a red moon. What does that even mean? I’ve seen wolves howling at the moon but never a red moon.” I said. We had just completed the ritual and Rose bore all our marks, minus the incubus’. “Maybe we can ask Abigail,” Colten suggested. That wasn’t a bad idea actually.

“Like hell, I will. You will come to my pack and become my Luna because what Winter? You desperately want me as much as I do.” “Let go.” “No.” Winter’s effort was fruitless. Her strength was no match against mine. Yet this stubborn female still struggled. She wriggled her wrist while punching my chest so hard that I almost coughed. Her tears finally fell upon realizing that she had no chance. My mate stopped moving. Her head hung low, and she whispered, “I said let go.” “I told you no.” Upon hearing my words, she immediately looked up. Disappointment mixed with sadness was so palpable in her eyes.

She twisted it slowly, pain blooming in her chest. “You’re trying to save me,” she whispered. “And I’m trying to save you.” She let the tears fall this time. Outside, somewhere beyond her reach, Ethan was making his own vow. And neither of them knew how much longer the balance could hold.