Warriors Fishing Bl Novels & Stories

Harry asks me while the others were busy talking to each other. “I do like it and it’s one of my favorite seafood. But I just don’t know how to crack it open and it takes me forever to get the meat out.” I answer him while chuckling under my throat as I turn to Zion who is telling a story about his life in Bradford before.

Wren made it clear that if anything appeared on the Internet, there would be repercussions. Lindsay was now sitting at her desk, reviewing a report that had been delivered to her office. It was a summary of what the military had found during the training maneuvers at the Sycamore River. Strangely enough, it involved an incident with a diver in the river. He had been attacked by an enormous fish while assisting with the training. The report stated the fish was a Wels catfish that was over twelve feet long. Lindsay knew the Wels catfish could be large, but not that large. However, she also knew they did not contain venom like what was found in Amber’s wounds, and they were native to Europe. Sh

There’s a brisk chill in the air as winter is drawing to a close, me and twelve other young women and men sit around the training area looking at all the fighting equipment there was an array of training mats, boxing gloves and wooden swords of all sizes. At the age of eighteen you were allowed to train to be a pack warrior and today is our first day of training for The Blue moon pack.

We had combined all the warriors in our packs and they were trained together so that they all had the same fighting patterns and techniques. I was relaxing in a hot bath with soft music in the background and a glass of wine in my hand. A perfect way to treat my soared muscles after hard training. My eyes were closed but the scent that invaded made me relax even more. It went straight to my soul and numbed all the neurons of my brain. Soon I had a company in the tub. "I hope you don't mind" he asked after settling in front of me "It just got better" I told him checking out his drool-worthy body. He smirked and extended his hand for me to take. I took his hand and sat pressing my back on his s

“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.”

But she was immediately silenced by what she saw. It appeared that they had entered a sort of temple. On the altar just in front, there was a statue of a large, majestic tiger. Its body was made out of polished, white marble, while it had sapphires for its eyes. Jade was certain that it was the same tiger in the painting, or at least, a representation of it. “Is that…” Jade’s voice trailed off. Jin walked towards the statue and placed a hand on its hind leg. “Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.”

She was flustered after talking to Kabir. "Why do I feel this way?" She whispered quietly. Yara barely heard her above the loud music. "How do you feel?" Yara questioned but got no reply, Minahil was busy looking at Waniya and Ahmed who were standing some feet apart from them. *** Waniya was wearing a black and white bandana top with a blue ripped jeans. Her belly was pierced and she was wearing a silver colored piercing. Her hair cascaded down her sides in thick curls. Eyes embellished with thick eyeliner and intoxicated from the alcohol she was drinking. Her smooth, curvy figure was aligning perfectly with Ahmed's chiseled body who was standing behind her with one hand wrapped under her bo

Fane nodded, letting out a laugh as he looked at the warriors gathered in the western area. "The fish that take the bait isn't even fish sometimes but a beast that can't be swallowed. So, no one knows how things will end," he spoke. Rudy nodded. Only then did he have a rough understanding of the rules of the attribute gamble. Rudy glanced at the warriors in the western area once more and noticed that most of them had dark gold patterns on their sleeves. Noticing that, he tugged at Fane's sleeve with surprise and pointed it out.

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.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the