Warriors Books By Erin Hunter In Order Novels & Stories

If the injury doesn’t kill you, the rot surely will. Braden glides toward Erin, the way a puma stalks before a pounce—calculated, graceful, deadly. She shrinks away, pressing herself tight against the grimy wall, trying to make herself smaller. Her body coils in on itself, but her green eyes burn with fury. Erin’s a fighter—a warrior. She doesn’t fear death. But even the bravest wolves dread torture. A slow death dragged out until the pain breaks you. Until your wolf can't heal you anymore. Until your heart gives in. Not a fun way to go.

If they wanted to be hunters, they should have been born as normal wolves. As anger rolled off the white wolf, silence returned to the mountains. Soon, Erin stood across a few dilapidated buildings. This place was too dark and she did not like it. "Would you like to light a lamp inside?", she questioned Crystal. Before she could answer, however, the Wolf noticed a movement from across the river. Her fur stood on end and she snarled at the man that stood across the river. This was the Moonhunter territory. Narrowing her eyes, Erin snarled and was ready to attack when she noticed. The man stood alone and he did not attack. In fact, he seemed to be staring straight at her but was making no move

He was sure it was her who informed Alonso about this then why the f*ck she was protecting Emma? Hunter was dealing with two wolves ahead of him when he heard a growl from behind and he tensed knowing he couldn't dodge this attack and it might be lethal. Claws pierced his back but before more damage could be done. He heard the wolf's bones cracking as the dead body dropped to the floor and the claws were gone. At the same time, the screeching noise of cars was heard and Hunter knew Draken had arrived. After that, everything was in a blur of frenzy. There were men all over the place. Mass chaos surrounded them.

S. ______ This book is gonna cover many issues like this! Please have patience with me. I love all of you who are still giving it a read you guys, this means a lot xx

I was left confided to training ground and Gym. All my friends had their mate. Earlier, we used to hang out together in school. But now all of them were busy with their lives, mates and responsibilities. Jason (Alpha) and Sandra (Luna) were childhood sweethearts. We knew they would be mates. Sandra was Gamma's daughter. Jason wanted me to be his Gamma, but I preferred being Warrior. George became Beta, and he found his mate Lucy, one of our pack member. Alex was given Gamma's position. His mate Megan was one of the warrior's daughter. Sandra kept suggesting that I should travel to find my mate or choose someone as my mate. But one I could have selected, had found her mate and left.

He knew he do not follow all that they taught him, but still, what he did absorb kept him sane. He also knew that the Chief of Warriors of Mauraye was not going to be happy about this. He was on a retreat and would be on his way back now. He had not let him know because he didn't want the man to get hurt. But he knew if the chief warrior had anything to say about it, he will be here, with the wrath of a god. ----------- A fortnight later, the war began. It was brutal. Eloy was in the middle of it. The Kings themselves were just watching and observing.

Moments later the woman walked out crying wile carrying a sobbing little girl and after they left, mason and I left too going back to my pack. I knew that the newcomer would rebuild the hunter family, but what I didn't realize was the fact that he would gain so many members in a short period of time. It's because of this sudden growth that I sent Callisto and Maxwell, my newly shifted and unmated warriors, to pose as hunters just to keep an eye on Adelaide and also to give me intel on what was going on in their hunter camps, but despite that, no information came up other than the fact that the little girl, Adelaide, hated me with a passion and was training hard just so that she can kill me.

“Evan? What did she do to you!?” To be continued... This story carries on in book four, Heartbroken By A Hunter. I hope you're enjoying it so far xxx

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

Willow loved it because it was a small table and chairs tucked into its own corner, surrounded by high backed walls on both sides. She had felt bad for lying to her grandmother earlier. She wasn't here to get a new book but rather read the one Loriann had given her. The leather diary had been burning a hole in her bag for days now. Gently, she placed the book on the table in front of her and stared at it, as if it would burst into flames at the first touch. Opening the cover, she began to read, devouring the history of the Red Hoods and one Weyland Brochade in particular.