Warriors Oc Generator Novels & Stories

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

She would always take the stance that she was a warrior first and would lead her people from the front lines. When the alarm sounded, Antony would go to Fort Knox and lead our warriors from his cameras. He would be our eyes from every post around the compound. The Demon faction would close all the shops and take up positions around the compound. The coven’s warriors had all been divided up and would all move to their own sectors and defend their posts. The gates would lock down and magically seal, only allowing selected people out, but no one was permitted entrance until the threat was defeated and the sirens were turned off. The warriors that roamed the outer perimeter would continue to kee

Jeremy says one time, his eyes focused as his claws begin to protrude out of his skin, they looked so painful, but there was nothing else happening, then the facial hair became bushier by the second, taking almost every corner of his face, his cheekbones changed shape, and became more bony, the color of his eyes became like the color of the sun but almost pushing to the green side, then, his fangs, and the howl that came after. “Control” he said his, voice more monstrous. “Your best bet at whatever fight you might get into, is this form, your full wolf state is not too strong, so train in this form” I nodded my head whilst looking confused. I let my hair loose and clean the sweat on my neck

I ask. “You do.” Gregory said quickly. “You are going to work together to take down a gang of Rogues that have infiltrated the inner city.” The warriors looked at each other in surprise. Gregory set us up in what he lovingly called his “war room”. It was just a massive conference room filled with computers, maps, and wall to wall dry erase boards. The warriors took their places around the table and we spent the next several hours coming up with a plan of attack. The warriors knew each other so well that their ideas flowed together like a well-oiled machine.

I could pass as a stalker right now! In a few seconds, I opened my MacBook and was scrolling through the internet trying to find something, anything that proves Kian is the founder of the company. Consistently, I saw Beta Paul posing as the CEO in all events including the last event. “He must be hell bent on keeping his identity a mystery!” I muttered staring at Beta Paul’s image. Probably I should pay some blogs to publish an exclusive about his hidden identity. Tomorrow news headlines will blow up with, Kiantrix Tech was founded by a werewolf Alpha! #Werewolves exist!#

“Clara’s private forces. What do we know?” Soren settled into the chair across from my desk with the unhurried manner of someone who’d already anticipated this conversation. “Officially, fifty warriors under the authorized arrangement. In practice—” he paused almost imperceptibly “—closer to sixty five, as of last week. Possibly more.” Sixty five. “The additional fifteen,” I said. “Where are they coming from?”

The organizing elder asked with a confused expression on his face, but to his suprise a majority of the elders rose their hands signifying that they had agreed to the suggestion. "Ohk here goes"!! He said as he released the mechanism keeping the beasts at bay... Immediately he did that Sara's ears thatwere covered in her Aura picked up the sound waves and she immediately switched to her primal form as she released her aura to its peak.... "Rooarrrrr"!!!!!!! "Arhhhhhh"!!!!!!!! "Rrrrrrrr"!!!!!!! Simultaneous roars sounded from the different rooms as the contestants began to show their primal forms and take the battle seriously, cause the influx of these monsters had risen to a new state.

"Thank you, Goth." "This confrontation is making us insomniacs." Goth smiled, grimacing. "But until we've defeated the hunters, we can't rest with that shadow chasing us." "That's true." I corroborated. I hated hunters so much, the thought of them made me nauseous. My duty was to fight anyone who threatened our herd. The hunters had started a war against us. I straightened up to drink the coffee my brother had brought me. He was holding a map. "I have the location of one of the hunters' camps in the West. They have many Omegas there." Goth said.

“Every day.” “Just yourself or others?” “Both.” “You lead training for...?” “The top warriors.” The rhythm between us was rapid-fire, like a verbal ping-pong match. I was curious, and something about all this didn’t sit quite right yet. “Who else trains during the other sessions?” “Most of the pack—warriors, teens, kids, women, omegas. Everyone’s divided into groups.” I hummed thoughtfully, piecing it all together in my mind. “But you don’t train those groups?”