Warriors Fanfic Novels & Stories

The way he acts like I was certainly going to be in acceptance of his advances is what irritates me the most. ‘What is your name, little Girl?’ Had this really been the charms that worked for all other servants? Under the hopes that one could be given a better life, most of the servants had thrown themselves away getting into one-sided relationships with most of these Warriors. They had ended up heartbroken. It was obvious that the Warriors could not have one girl at a time. At this moment it always made me wonder why the hell they could never respect the sacred bond of soul mates. Could a person not wait for their mate?

She twisted his arm and ignored every wolf that was staring at them, yes, Alpha Alphonso had asked them not to act like kids, but this man here woke up each morning with the only aim of vexing her, and damn, each time he opened his mouth, Alpha Ciandra wanted to cut his tongue off. "Ciandra, do I need to tell you, every time you touch me, I get numerous ideas of how to make your pretty pathetic life a living hell?" He hissed. She blinked, let go of his arm, and marched off to the gate. At the forest, she joked to the warriors that she would love to take their duties so they would go back and enjoy themselves with their mates but the warriors said she didn't have to worry because they would i

They laugh—genuine, loud, easy—and clink their whiskey glasses together with the kind of unspoken understanding only warriors can share. And it hits me harder than expected. After everything—after the tension, the mistrust, the violence, the loss—they’ve built something real. Not just tolerance. Not just strategy. Friendship. My chest tightens in that strange way it sometimes does when joy and grief coexist. I barely register the man approaching until he stops beside me, nursing a glass of wine and a slightly awkward posture. “Alpha,” he says, bowing his head slightly. “Hell of a party.” It’s Dorian. One of the older warriors. Loyal, but blunt. He’s always been respectful, but I’ve never for

“You’re both fake.” Before I could answer, another voice echoed from outside the tent. “Future Alpha!” I already hated that tone. A warrior stepped inside looking nervous. “There’s a problem near the arena.” I stood immediately. “What kind of problem?” The warrior hesitated. Then sighed. “Ellias kind of started another argument.” Kael closed his eyes slowly. “Of course he did.” “What happened?” Erica asked excitedly. The warrior looked uncomfortable. “He accidentally flirted with another Alpha’s daughter.”

“Awesome. Now let’s talk logistics. Since you’re a mate-reject and you live with your parents, it makes the most sense that we move in together.” I snatched my hand back. “Wait, what?” “Warriors date to claim. We don’t date for fun, Vivid. Everyone has to think we’re serious. We’ve known each other a long time. They wouldn’t be surprised and would actually expect this of us and be more surprised if we didn’t.” “It’s a tradition since when there were wars all the time and warriors had to settle down and claim and breed quickly. Now warriors are taught to be serious and never fraternize.”

When I finally dropped to my knees, gasping, Warren circled me once before offering his hand. “Again tomorrow,” he said. I wanted to throw the staff at his head, but instead I nodded. As the days passed, word spread that the omega Luna trained with the Alpha himself. Warriors came to watch, some out of curiosity and others out of spite. Slowly, the laughter turned to silence and then to something like respect. I was not fast, but I was relentless. Every bruise was a promise to Maris and to myself that I would not break again. ⸻

Then the door opens. The sandy-haired warrior steps in. The instant he sees the man sitting across from me, his posture changes, completely and immediately. His shoulders drop. His chin adjusts. His notepad goes to his side. He bows. "Alpha." The word lands in the room like a stone in water. I look at the warrior. I look at the man across the table. He is looking at me. "Alpha?" I repeat. My voice comes out approximately one register higher than I intended. He nods once.

This lady was going to be his one way or another. “I have a distinct feeling that things are going to get exciting around here," one of the warriors said with barely concealed glee. A sentiment I agreed to. I get to have a front row seat as Damien tries to win his mate's heart. Also, to watch my mate overcome his fear of Lorraine and then watch Athena hand that bastard his ass on a platter. It's even more fun when I think about all of this happening simultaneously. There truly are interesting times coming up ahead of us.

Glancing around I noticed a few warriors gathered in a circle staring at Kya and making remarks to each other. "Hey, what's the hot news over here? So important you are abandoning your training in front of your alpha?" I spoke to the warriors as I turned and approached them. "Alpha sir we apologize it just... Who is that girl with Madam Vivi? She sure is pretty!" One of the warriors replied and they all started cooing and cheering.

Fern is howling in my mind, desperate for her mate. “You want to be with me?” I ask him. “Are you kidding? Of course I do! The truth is, Willow, I panicked when I realised you were my fated mate Carino, because I am just a warrior, you are a former Alpha’s daughter. What if I am not good enough for you, or your family are not happy you are fated to me? But then not being with you is torture. I needed to explain myself to you and see how you feel, I think.” He says, a look of anxiousness on his face.