Warriors Thunderclan Novels & Stories

“They will use fear, they will use tricks, and they will try to divide us.” She paused, letting her gaze sweep over them, meeting the eyes of each warrior, each wolf who had chosen to stand under her command. “But we will not break. We will not bow. We are Shadowstorm, and we protect each other.” A murmur of agreement rippled through the gathered pack, Thorne’s warriors nodding, their eyes flickering with the first signs of true belonging. Ragnar stepped up beside Raven, his hand brushing against hers, grounding her, his storm steady against her shadow.

to train with the best and those who pass all of the tests in six months will become an official warrior that patrols and guards our pack village and city which is surrounded by the forest boarders, the deep forest is widely known for its unmerciful rogues that like to attempt to capture and kill pack wolves. If we pass, we also have the chance to take on extensive training and move up to be Palace guards, which is an honorable and very respected position, they guard the Alpha and Luna, their daughter Florence and future Alpha Layton which was my best friend Dakota’s dream, mine was just to be a skilled warrior like my dad. I've been waiting for this moment ever since I was little when I fir

The war has begun sooner than I had anticipated. Warriors from every clan have gathered to help stop the rogues but it may not be enough. These rogues fear what they do not understand and they want to wipe out me and family. We are the last of the Silver Dragons. “Thierry how are we doing out there,” I ask, one of my best friends. Thierry is an Alpha from the wolf pack in the other realm called earth.

"Very well, we shall see if you are my child or not, now close your eyes and open your mind unto me, reach out until you feel my essence, good now embrace it and let it merge with yours." Obiora gasped as a powerful presence entered into his body, it was as if hot molten lava flowed through his veins, the pain was too much to bare that his body convulses, after what seem like hours his stood up. "Obi are you alright? Orchid asked concerned. "I feel good." He answered eyes flaming. "Dominion is the heritage of the children of thunder, for when they call, thunder answers, go child enforce my will on the infidel of iron and copper." Shango said and Obiora charged.

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Russetstar was shooting him a glare the whole time as Petalstar began speaking. "ThunderClan is thriving this greenleaf. Heatherpelt has given birth to a litter of two kits: Dovekit and Stormkit." She paused as the Clans cheered for the newborn kits. Any kit was a sign that life was good in the Clans, and Reedriver couldn't help but feel happy for ThunderClan, despite their rivalry. "We also have three new warriors, one of whom could not make it tonight: Shrewfang, Lilypool and Flamestrike." Again the Clans cheered, and Reedriver could see the two cats he'd spoken to earlier were bursting with pride. "That is all."

Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”

Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss. Right now though, I’d like to tell you a story of how I became the Golden Oracle, and how my pack became the strongest in the country and one of the strongest in the world. There hasn’t been a Golden Oracle for the werewolf community in almost one hundred years, and for one to be an Golden Oracle means you have not only clairvoyant abilities but you can feel what happens in the visions as well. In a sense you are second only to the goddess herself. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I think we may need to start at the beginning.

"I, Cathal Bringe, the messenger of peace from Volar, with the power bestowed upon me by the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick, declare that the kingdom of Volar is at war with the kingdom of Hollis." Cathal declared and held his sword in front of him ready to fight anybody who wished to attack him. Following his words, the four knights behind him too held their swords, their eyes sharp and on high alert. They gazed around the hall, counting the number of people who seemed to be ready to attack them.

He snickered while standing before me with his hands folded across his muscled chest. I clenched my jaw in anger, trying to stop myself from getting into a fight with him. These were the words he usually said anytime something goes awry. As vampires, we were unknown to the world, which made us live in seclusion. Nome of us wished to be lab rats. Although we had powers that surpassed humans but after what happened to thousands of our kind years ago, we no longer took risks. “Sebastian, what the hell do you want?” I calmly said through gritted teeth with my fists balled beside me. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction he always wished to see.