Warriors: The New Prophecy Sunset Novels & Stories

Luna echoed. A massive roar split the air. The moon above burst like a supernova, raining down silver fire. The trial was over. They returned to the Summit, holding hands, power radiating from their bodies like a storm. Elder Maelis bowed. “The Reckoning Moon has been conquered. The prophecy fulfilled.” Kael raised Luna’s hand and kissed it. “This is your Alpha. Your Luna. Your future.” Cheers erupted, but the final war loomed. In the distance, a new shadow stirred.

The werewolves and vampires struck with renewed strength, their attacks landing true. Kai stood at the center of the battle, his son held high, the golden light streaming from him like a beacon. The darkness could not touch them. The light protected them all. The battle raged for hours. The darkness threw everything it had at them, but the light held strong. Slowly, inexorably, the tide began to turn. The darkness began to retreat, its power broken by the combined might of the armies and the golden light of the prophecy. As the first light of dawn began to creep over the mountains, the darkness let out a final, terrible scream and vanished. The seal had been reforged. The ancient enemy was b

The Rise was complete. The Return beckoned. And Silvermoon had no idea what was coming.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Clayton finally went out from his car a little after midnight. He looked towards his house and saw that all the lights are still on. He rubbed his forehead to relieved himself from the headache he is currently feeling after having a conference with the alphas and the king. The three wolves who dared try to mark Amarah was from a rebel pack from the North, The Red Fang Howlers. After finally beating some cooperation into them, they finally revealed that they were tasked by their alpha upon hearing that the girl connected to the prophecy is within his territory. The three were the top warriors of the pack and he held himself well enough to not beat them to death.

The fire had been ignited and there was no turning back. “We met again,” he spoke. Amidst the dark skies with only the shine of the lone moon, there spark two of the sharpest blades throughout the entire weapons on the battlefield. The clash of rivals, of luna’s warrior and apollo’s defender. “Shall we now end our long-time dispute, Alfarro?” proudly asked the other man wearing the golden sun crest on his chest. The emblem of Pinansey-angan. “I would gladly hear it from you, Contejo.”

Rohan asked. “What prophecy?” I asked. “An old prophecy warns: When sun and moon embrace the sky, the sisters shall meet again. The world will bow to one, and burn for the other.” “And how do the sun and moon meet?” I asked. “An eclipse.” “But that’s never happened,” Rohan said. “But it will soon.” “When exactly?” I asked. “The exact date is unknown, but Solara is attacking. It has to be soon.” “So she’s the one behind all this?” I asked.

“His kin have been going rogue. They have made a successful passage through the gateway in Paris at Decker's fancy hotel.” “Why would the vamps go back to Tempest? They have more rights here.” Amos paused and a look of uneasiness washed over his face. “Unless…” He quirked his eyebrow at his beta. “Unless it's beginning.” “The prophecy.” His beta nodded. “The atmosphere. It's getting thicker. The tension. Whatever it is. It's not good.”

Iris looked out the window as she neared the hall, the countless ships packed at their shore. For a Pack the new Alpha had taken by force, she'd expected more bloodshed as he ascended the throne, but after that day there was nothing. Instead, he was celebrating with the Pack? He ruled with fear, she understood, for even as she made her way into the hall, she could smell it, their terror. Iris reached the filled hall, said a desperate prayer to the goddess, took a deep breath, and then progressed in, making her way up to the former Alpha lounging on a dais, Nathan standing dutifully behind him.

She shakes her head. “The Sun Warriors are an organization of hunters that came about after the werewolf-human war. They used to hunt werewolves and were considered a threat,” I glance at the human in front of me, “to us,” I distinguish, motioning to myself, “until their leader vanished. They have since disappeared for all intents and purposes.” “They fought… for humans?” Amelia asks. I nod, watching as she processes my confirmation, wondering what’s going on inside her calculating mind. It should bother me, as her master, to know she’s always scheming. My brother’s constantly doing the same, and he is the bane of my existence.