Warriors Crowfeather Novels & Stories

He commanded. Chris was not able to link minds with Michael. He kept on trying, but to no avail. He was interrupted with a blow across the face, causing him to stumble backwards against a tree. He zoomed out of the danger zone like lightning, clasping his claws on a raven's neck. He immediately dug his claws into his neck and kicked the one running towards him from behind. He freed his claws from his neck and the lifeless raven fell to the ground with a thud.

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

Hello, I am Dira Lockstar. I am a werewolf. I don't shift half a woman and half a wolf, but Reneeira she takes over, and she is beautiful. Like I was saying, I am part of the Dark Claw Mountain pack. Even though we run together under the full moon, and as exhilarating as it sounds, I have always stood out due to my size and my curves; aside from growing up with a killer right hook, it improved by protecting my best friend Allen, the Delta Heir, whose a genius from being bullied. I aim to become part of our pack warrior's elite team. I enjoy a good fight.

he laughed. Just before the bridge, Damien held up,his arm to stop. Damien was a 'Dead I' and could see with great detail at distances over a mile away. Pointing at Makai and then to the ground, indicating him to stay there. Makai nodded. Damien slipped away into the dense foliage, looking more like a dark whisp, rather than a wolf. After he couldn't see him anymore, Makai crouched low, trying to attack if needed. Damien flew out of the trees at the back of whoever was standing in front of Ni-Ko, tackled him to the ground. Once he saw the attacker, Ni-Ko dropped to his knees, doubling over with laughter. Makai ran over quickly, and had the same reaction!

Everyone was watching me like a hawk. “You are the first female warrior in GrayCrest history. If my brothers deemed you worthy of that title, then I believe their judgment. But I want to see what made them so sure, since I am in charge of the GrayCrest army. And I can’t do that if you are crouching at the very back,” he replied, his voice hard.

"So, the post can wait for me to heal, and so can you." I stared at him. He'd handled part of the rogue problem? How? There hadn’t been the scent of a rogue on him. Had… he been using weapons? He was definitely a warrior of some sort. Only those with warrior ranks had weapons like swords. You couldn’t even own anything longer than a hunting knife unless you were at least a warrior-in-training. We had none. Crowe was quiet for a long moment. "You have three days. Then you report to the patrol captain."

Warrior, Green_Autumn, and Fairytale_Dream. I sit in my room for two hours talking to a couple of people. I discover Moonlit.Warrior is from Red Lodge, Montana, and is in line for a baseball scholarship. So that’s something we have in common. We both love sports and are both in line for a scholarship. This guy is someone I could really get on with I believe.

Buttercup jerked her gaze toward the windows as the night over Feather Lakes exploded in a cacophony of sounds. She heard screaming as people begged for the death of the Warrior and saw the flames from fiery arrows arc across the sky. She stared, mouth open wide, as smoke filled the sky. What the hell? Arrows?

There he was in his full glory, standing tall at 6'5", bulky and muscular. His dark brown hair, cut short and a week-old stubble making him look stunning. Wearing military pants with a plain white Tshirt, he was standing with his hands held back. After we settled in our position, with me standing behind Michelle in second row, second place, he spoke again. "Good morning everyone, my name is Viktor Kent, head Warrior of your pack. I will be your trainer" He was looking at every one of us while instructing us. "In my absence, Kiara here will be your trainer" he said that placing a hand on the shoulders of the girl standing next to him "I don't like that, take off that hand" Ara growled irritat

Warriors moved like ghosts. At the center sat Fenra. Tall. Lithe. Crimson-eyed and moon-marked. Still beautiful. Still terrifying. --- Rowan bowed his head, out of respect. Not submission. “Fenra.” She didn’t rise. Only tilted her head. “You smell like someone else now,” she said. “Like stars and silence.” He said nothing. Kael stood beside him like a wall of heat. Fenra’s gaze slid to him. “And your new Alpha-mate brings his fire to our ice.”