Warriors Cloudtail Novels & Stories

The woman laughed with a wave of her hand and Caitlyn joined the short laughter. "One thousand and two hundred, ma'am," The cashier told her after calculating the items and packaging them. Caitlyn brought out her card and paid. "Seven bags, wow!" She mouthed to herself and followed it with a heavy exhale. "Good thing I'm here!" A familiar voice said behind her. Caitlyn quickly turned to see Martin looking insanely hot. He wore a white hoodie with matching colored pants. His hair wasn't gelled back and Caitlyn had no idea they were so full and curly!

I crumpled onto the leather couch and gave myself a moment to take in Talon’s imposing form. His arms and hands were covered with intricate tattoos, each one telling its own story. Another design snaked up the side of his neck. A dark gray V-neck shirt stretched taut across his broad shoulders. The Warriors patch on the back of his vest gleamed white in the dim lamplight.

No matter what Orion projected or tried to get me to feel, it wouldn’t have any effect. I watch as Orion stands next to Jasper, dressed only in shorts as well. His eyes scan the crowd for me and he winks. I give him my best smile. Yes, people are watching and we must give them what they want. “Lastly, and a late addition to the tournament was this wild card, our own Shadow Warrior, Tyson Collins formerly of the Blood Claw pack,” my father says, waving toward Tyson. Immediately the entire left side of onlookers jump to their feet and cheer loudly. It literally makes the air thicker somehow and more electric. Tyson gives them a small beauty pageant wave and I nearly snicker.

Taylor starts crying and Tasha glares at her again her lips almost disappearing as she presses them tightly together “I am mated to one of them”

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

He looked like a Spirit wolf. The Gamma launched at him, but Damien successfully dodged. The Gamma attacked again, and Damien dodged. They were at it for a while with Damien dodging every attack. It was clear Alex didn't want to hurt him. Getting frustrated he turned to mist to attack, but Damien did something no spirit wolf had ever done before. He stood on his hind legs, grabbed the head of the mist and pinned it down. A golden light began to emit from him. The rest of the pack backed away, afraid of being touched by the light. The Gamma became whole again under Damien's paws, and Alex spoke in what seemed like a roar.

"No, Blade. You're a wolf but not an ordinary one." "What do you mean?" She smiled. "Can you remember the Legend of The Cursed Alpha?" "Yeah!" I said. "There's no wolf who doesn't know that." "Yeah." She said, still smiling. "Remember Alpha Kopis, the powerful and relentless Alpha who turned rogue and decided to go against the moon goddess..." "... Why are you telling me this fable?" I asked impatiently. "Be patient." She said then resumed her story. "And then he fought against all the gods and..."

I can imagine them surging into this company with infants and toddlers in their arms, claiming the CEO as theirs. Is this really the same CEO I served under? How so? “And that tail too. It seems securely attached.” He added. My tail. It was supposed to be hidden. But after leaping that high just to reach the door knob before he catches me, my jacket was pulled upward, revealing the tail. In result, he grabbed the tail instead of the jacket hem. It felt awful… “By the way, what happened to your appearance? Did you have a reverse time lapse? Instead of growing old faster, you grew younger?” he asked.

"Moonwhisper's rejected Luna..." "They say she burned her own mating bond..." "Look at the way she carries herself—like an Alpha..." Callista squeezed my arm as three broad-shouldered warriors materialized from the smoky haze. The tallest—a russet-haired Beta with battle scars crisscrossing his neck—leaned in with a wolfish grin. "Care for some company, lovely Luna?" His scent—pine and musk—rolled over me. Callista arched a brow. "Oh, we absolutely—"

But, eventually, they could no longer continue with their game upon hearing this Red Moon kamikaze soldier’s constant yelling. “You blokes are looking for your death, right? So why the hell are you constantly making a fuss? So annoying!” Wolf Tail threw the cards in his hand and got up. He was ready to come over to teach this restless henchman a good lesson. But, as soon as he turned around and only had enough time to take two steps, he was petrified. He saw a silhouette rushing up to the sky like a bird from somewhere below the cliff and jumped over the top of the cliff with a height close to two meters high.