Warriors Hollyleaf Novels & Stories

"Poppy, you will never forget what has happened and you will never forget the feelings that lays in these memories for as long as I lives" The compulsion made it impossible for me to move forward, my parents and our coven were furious because of what Holly did to me. No matter what herbs or spells they tried it didn't work, Holly were to strong. The covens leader are supposed to be strong but they would never choose Holly to be the next leader. Holly were strong but she was also unhinged and very impulsive, not fitting to be a leader which angered her. Our coven once had an oracle, a woman named Liz, she said an prophecy about two sisters and an upcoming war but Holly killed her. The prophec

Malik sits on the ground beside her, knees pulled to his chest, trumpet case clutched like it’s the only thing keeping him breathing. Vera stands behind him, arms crossed so tight her knuckles are white, staring at nothing. The pack circles in silence: fifty-three coyotes minus eight. Mom and Dad stand with me. Seras’s flames are gone; she hasn’t lit a single spark since the ridge. I step forward because someone has to. Celeste (voice cracking): “Holly came here looking for a place that still fought back. She found it. She gave everything to keep it standing.” I place the copper coin she used to spin on her knuckles onto the slab.

I… I have a wolf. I, Alexander Michael Whitland, the HUMAN among werewolves, have a WOLF! My mind was blown at the thought of being anyone’s mate, let alone Holly’s second chance, and now this. Everything about last night still feels surreal, from the marking, seeing Nigel, to him giving me Leo because the Goddess lost a BET, and shifting for the first time. My brain is still overloaded. ‘You’re the excitable sort still, I see.’ Leo commented as Holly and I returned to the farm after packing camp.

Their muscles were rigid with anger, and they threw stones at me for having the guts to betray their Alpha. But I did no such thing. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Micheal addressed the warriors. His voice bounced against the walls of the training hall. “Warriors of the Blue Lily pack. I have gathered you all here today to officially thank you for the effort you have put into the growth of this pack. Yes, I know that's not enough reason to summon you all, but without you, our pack would not have the strength to defend itself against her enemies. Neither would we have the courage to move on…”

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.

It was time for Violet to start her new school year, and I wanted her to have a great experience. I leaned over to Holly, examining the effortless glow on her face, “You’re so young, Holly. How do you manage raising young children?” Holly’s face lit up with enthusiasm, “Oh, I’m actually Charlotte’s former Warrior! But over the years, I’ve found that I’m more comfortable being a teacher than a warrior.” I nodded in understanding, impressed with Holly’s dedication to her role. “What group number are you at the warrior’s camp?” I asked curiously.

“As I said before, the Golden Leaf is inside a glass box in a warehouse on the other side of the island. Drago told me once that there are one hundred of his warriors stationed around the warehouse, and three hundred inside the warehouse, guarding the glass box. So that’s four hundred warriors. Now to overcome this, I do not intend on taking them out one by one. There’s seven of us after all. What we are going to do is something that will completely take them by surprise. Our three animals here will simply attack the warriors guarding the warehouse. Rachel, you will be on a cliff which is directly above the warehouse. You will shoot your arrows at the warriors. Zak, your role is very importa

HOLLY “Wait!” The warning split the quiet air like an axe and it startled Holly badly enough that she dropped her satchel of precious looted berries all over the ground. Little pearly orbs scattered every which way through the underbrush. Dammit. She whirled around, one hand surreptitiously reaching behind her back to palm the dagger on her hip, its gilt handle hidden under the hem of her dirtied shirt.

Preparations for their imminent war with Pamela Quinton went in full swing the next morning. Jocelyn, Victoria, Amanda and Chloe reported to the most secluded branch of Holly Hill's dojo to train together under Holly's supervision. Derek, Mason, Wayne, Nick and Desmond met up at Nathan's new weapons warehouse so Nathan could educate them on the various weaponry available and how to use them.

Fallon muses, leaning sideways against my chest. Holly raises her glass, grinning at Fallon and me. “A toast!” I grin back at her, raising mine. “To our alpha and our new luna,” Holly smiles. “We’re so happy for you guys!” Deke beams at me, holding his glass in the air. “Cheers.”