Warriors Comics Novels & Stories

he said. Our weapons clashed once more. I wasn't in that war, but the stories were loud enough to hear and very description. A warrior who had his face covered, led the war that pushed the rogues out of the kingdom. Every step was similar to Cassien. Or so I thought. “If you do, I can be lenient,” he said, making me frown. “What do you mean?” He didn't give me an answer but became much more aggressive. I matched it as much as I could, with as much precision that could keep me unscratched for a while.

“But if you choose to stay, you will swear allegiance to me and follow the laws of Silver Moon.” One by one, the warriors lowered themselves onto one knee. “We swear allegiance to you, Alpha Cassian.” Their voices echoed across the field. I stared at them for a moment before nodding. “Then rise.” The warriors slowly stood, some of the badly injured ones, however, remained on the ground. I turned toward my warriors. “Secure the entire territory, check every entrance and border, make sure there are no remaining threats.” “Yes, Alpha.” “Treat the wounded,” I continued. “I don't care whether they are from Silver Moon or Bloodfang. Anyone who needs help receives it.”

yelled the man, and everyone’s voice died down. “Greeting’s humans. I am general Dolmi of the Coliaran empire. On this glorious day, I would like to welcome your species back to our realm. As per such a wonderful achievement, you are rewarded with a ticket to the glorious Tournament of Champions. Hosted by the Coliaran empire and is attended by millions of other species. A champion from Earth has two hours to be chosen or volunteer for the great honor of being a contender. We will provide all humans above the age of twelve with a device on which to vote. It will be transported from the ship to your wrists. We look forward to hearing from you. Good day.”

he exclaimed proudly. There was a brief silence after that. His Papa Herman appeared to be deep in thought. He approached him after a minute with an envelope containing a letter. As his father handed it to him, he frowned. "It came from your Uncle Lando," his father stated sternly. His Uncle Lando was his mother's eldest brother. He was one of the captains of the WW Force, the organization of soldiers hunting werewolves. He looked confused at his Mama Geraldine because he couldn't understand why his Uncle had written to him, especially since he wasn't close to him.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

came the reply. Before the first guy could reply, the door opened, angrily creaking and two guys with rifles walked in. They gave frightening glares. One said," Boss wants to see you, Brett. " Swallowing a lump, Brett followed the guards to the main room where cigarette smoke, booze and disappointment wafted to his nostrils. ' Boss', was a lean, muscled man with a face you wouldn't want to look at twice. A long, thin nose, sharp, cunning mouth which belonged to a clever face that was schooled to neutrality. Today, it was contorted with fury.

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I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

All the warriors seem to push the females off and out of the way as they all get to their feet and surround Zachariah. Zachariah smiles and lets out a low whistle. The warriors that were waiting outside the door come walking in and the small room seems even smaller. The warriors all look at each other before one takes a slow step forward, bowing his head. The others soon follow suit. These warriors actually have a brain in their heads, knowing when to fight and when to surrender. Three of Zachariah warriors move to the front, standing just behind Zachariah. They have special gloves on their hands as they hold silver cuffs. The 9 warriors all whimper but don't resist as the three warriors ste

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.