Warriors- Reborn Novels & Stories

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

The shame was still there, but it was being replaced by a grim, determined loyalty. Rebel felt the magic in her veins humming a new song, a melody of steel and silver. She thought about the warriors she had seen in the courtyard, the way they had bowed with a genuine reverence. She thought about Tahlia, rotting in her new reality. And she thought about the man walking beside her, a King who was learning how to be a mate.

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

His looks were full of sarcasm. "Dameron, if he is the reincarnation of Delmar, then what is his name now?" One of the warriors asked. I was just quietly observing all of them. All were big, brawny warriors enough to invade a wide kingdom. These were all shape-shifters, weren't they?

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

[The Prince’s POV] Himawari has left the Empire yet everywhere I go I still see traces of her. Is it because she still lingers in my head? I’m not sure why I still see here in the places where we used to go. The Empire has been peaceful and it’s all thanks to her. She had single-handedly stopped a rebellion and cured my father from being poisoned. I wanted to be there by her side but I believed in a fake letter instead of her. I know I hurt her feelings and I’m not proud of that.

"Well, I won't blame you." Sharon nodded her head excitedly with a fleeting look of sinisterness in her eyes. Kisa woke up again at night. She leaned against the window, looking at the lights outside, and a loneliness and confusion that she had never felt flushed through her. Ever since she survived that fire, her only goal was to survive. Now that she had recovered, her goal was to take revenge on all those who had humiliated and hurt her. But when she was done taking revenge, she lost direction. She brought a glass of wine and leaned against the window. She took a sip, but all that came to her mind was the image of the man she had been with.

Something about this realm called to her, something that she felt she must find out. “I will stay,” she finally said, “for now.” ___ ___ [Three months later] A war wasn't an easy thing to win, but three months made a great difference in the path of victory for those who knew how and when to strike best. The Rebellion had that quality. They had grown bigger, conquered more smaller villages and victory was in sight. The White King was now terrified of them and the shadow warriors that had been created out of the Alaris’ shadows now had enemies to fight against.

I hope Donnie wasn’t working them too hard, I’d have to up their rotas again and make sure all parts of the borders were patrolled. As I enter onto the training grounds I see one of the younger warriors sparring with Reuben. My pace quickens as I worry for the warrior when I realise that Reuben is blocking and not attacking. His head whips in my direction before he blocks again, without even looking at his component. His eyes now concentrating on mine. He was a born warrior king.