Warriors Cats Tigerstar Novels & Stories

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

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.

Tiger spat angrily. "How dare they kill all my men?. What power have they got to have been able to kill those strong and hefty men I had personally choosen to destroy them and take that girl?", tiger yelled and said to no one in particular. He was burning with rage when his surviving warrior man has staggered back with a wounded body with none of his men around him. His warrior had told him that the black mountains warriors had killed them all after hypnotizing them with their wolves growls.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

A big wolf came to stand beside her growling and baring her teeth waiting to attack. The girls gasped in shock, eyes wide, “LUCKY BRING YOUR ASS ON LET’S GO!” Mina yelled as the wolves began to circle the White Tiger. Rane was feral as he tried to get to the still knocked out Scarlett, but the white tiger stayed on top of her growling at the wolves. Mylan was the first to go in for an attack she broke out into a run with Lateri’s wolf right behind her, she used her cane to jump into the air her cane turning into two swords the white tiger raised his paw to swipe at Mylan, but she dodged it. The White Tiger didn’t see Lateri's wolf run and used her teeth and claws to tear into the white tiger

I say in our mind link. I smell…ROGUES!!!! He shouts through the entire pack link. The smell of decay and death hits my nose, which is way more sensitive now and Moon Goddess above these people stink. Dakota sends up a howl, warning the pack of rogues being in the area. The smell continues to get worse when a white tiger comes out of the bushes. I move closer to Dakota as he growls at the werecat rogue. The tiger shifts into a leanly muscled man with olive skin, shoulder-length brown hair, and honestly beautiful blue eyes.

I didn’t move a muscle as I looked from her to the big cat. I had met him earlier in the week and learned that he wasn’t like the other War cats. In fact, he didn’t have a handler, as he refused to submit to anyone but my father. That’s why he was made a War Cat of the castle, as he was very good at recognizing who was welcomed and who needed to be watched. That’s how Lucinda explained him to me before telling me his name.

For what it's worth, I hid behind the stranger's back, at least he was soft with the woman, with his meal presumably more than Nicholas. "Rydar, I'm your new owner starting from today, cat eye." His chest rose and fell behind his sweat-stained shirt, from his swell to the muscles and down to every build. He's strong, if not the strongest. "Are you a warrior?" "You will find out soon, cat eye."

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Thankfully, Daniel already has a steaming mug ready for me. "My lady," he says bowing, and extending one arm to me with the mug. "You're such a goof Dan, stand up." "Yeah, Dan if you want to look under Kat's towel don't be so obvious next time, jeesh." Audrey teases as she scampers into the room. "Shut up, Audrey," Dan puts his hand in front of his mouth and pretends to whisper, "you can't reveal all my secrets!" Audrey mimics Dan's gesture, "maybe if you play your cards right, she'll finally let you see what's under that towel." She says, wiggling her eyebrows at Dan then at me. I roll my eyes at them both.