Warriors Crowfeather Novels & Stories

Aria. I turned instinctively. She stood several feet away, frozen in place. Eyes wide. Tears already gathering. The crowd shifted slightly and then, Cory stepped forward from among the returning warriors. He looked different. Not broken, not displaced, but crowned in confidence. His armor bore Iron Crest’s insignia now, freshly reforged and polished. Blood had been cleaned from his hands, but the weight of battle still clung to him. He stopped in front of Aria. For a heartbeat, there was Silence.

Well, she's the one holding the most number of bread they have stolen. It was winter and the freezing wind brushed her skin made her hug herself. Hearing the noise of cats and crows in the junkyard of their hideout, gave her goosebumps. She successfully lost the vendor that was chasing them. She looked at the crow at the top of a trash bin, and she felt this bird was staring at her intently. The crow was tilting its head while looking at her. Mizu knew what this bird wanted. She tore a little bit of the bread and gave it to the crow, but just after the crow gulped the piece of bread, she heard footsteps. So she hid immediately and the crow flew away. "Mizu! Mizu!" As she found out that it wa

Not blindly. Warriors closed from the sides, cutting off the clean retreat the attackers had expected. One enemy wolf tried to leap over a fallen log and was dragged down by two Edgewater fighters before he cleared it. Another darted toward the streambed, only for a hidden scout to burst from cover and slam into him mid-stride. The ridge erupted into a mess of teeth, blood, and snarls. Adam pushed forward despite the wound in his shoulder. Matthew caught his path and blocked him for half a second. “You’re bleeding.”

one of the nameless warriors told us. “ Not a problem.” Clayton said, handing them our driver’s licenses before continuing. “ I am Alpha Clayton Winters and this is my Beta Nova Winfred we are from the Ash Wood pack. We are here to get our pack registered with the council.” The two warriors gave me an odd look before the second warrior asked, “She’s your Beta? Doesn’t seem like a proper job for a pretty little thing like her if you ask me.” I looked at him with a glare before saying, “ First of all a he has a name and it’s Nova not pretty little thing.Secondly I can assure you my vagina has never gotten in the way of me doing my job. Thirdly no one asked for your opinion.”

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

Camilla had no idea about the three wolves who had followed her in my previous life. The omega, Cael Ardent. The low-tier healer, Lorian Crest. And the blind priest, Zephyr Noct. They might have been weak, but when enemy packs attacked, they had stood in front of her without hesitation. Even as their throats were torn open, they never retreated. That kind of loyalty and willingness to die for a mate was the true priceless treasure in this lawless world. As for the three Alpha King's heirs she had stolen from me? In my past life, they were gentle partners during the day, but at night, they devised all kinds of twisted, perverse ways to torment me.

He was at the back. Children at the edges who were smaller children when I left and learned from the adults around them what to call me and what to do with what they called me. None of them spoke. Zayden rode beside me and said nothing. His presence was doing its own work without requiring words. Alpha Zayden Crowe of Obsidian Keep was known across every northern territory. The scarred arms and the gray eyes and the quality of contained force that he carried everywhere he went. The Red Claw wolves who did not know what to do

He turned towards us, “Of course, every year we celebrate those who have worked hard to gather unbelievable scores. This year they are five. Firstly, the Raven wood pack’s very own Alpha Roman, Chief Fenrir from the Central Academy, Warwick Kingdom’s beta warrior Jasper, the Ore Merchant, Damon and finally, Warwick’s Kingdom very own beloved, Princess Ariana.” With each mention of our names, we were obligated to step forward and wave or bow. Damon did none, unsurprisingly. I was the last to be mentioned so I stepped out, shell shocked by the amount of support I’d gotten. There was a chant of 'The Warrior Queen' which did make me extremely shy and red but was really sweet regardless. Their pr

the cat Beastman said and slowly explained what High and Unique Rankers were. “1 Star to 2 Star Warriors are called Scrubs while 3 Star and 4 Star warriors are referred to as Broilers. Starting from 5 Stars, Beastmen are sorted out a bit differently. 5 Star Beastmen are called High Stars while 6 Stars are referred to as Unique Stars. As for 7 Stars, they are called Crowns.”