Warriors Wings Novels & Stories

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.

Nigel yelled again and Yaoyao and Sara interrupted their techniques and moved in the rear position, leaving Errol and Nigel to physically face the charge of the beasts. Yaoyao closed her eyes and her spear began to gather purple sparks through all its body. She then reopened them and forcefully lunged toward a crowded area. A thunderbolt shot out from her spear which reduced to ashes anything that passed through. Sara limited herself to deliver ranged strikes that multiplied mid-air due to the characteristics of his martial art. Six wind slashes shot out from her figure every time she moved, there was the faint image of four additional arms on her torso. Assea, in the meantime, continued its

The room erupted in cheers and I sat back down to Peter. "Now, we must prepare for our allies in the Blood Moon. If they are to be ambushed, we will be there to fight alongside of them. A war may be coming and we must be ready. From now on, we will be training from five in the morning to noon. I know it's long hours, but this will be a time to master your skills and learn new things that you want to. You must push each other and look out for the good of all. If anyone is against this, please say so now." No one said anything. Everyone stared straight at Jaedon, a determined look in their eyes. "We are strong because we stick together and know we have no weakness. We will eat good meals and h

Right then, there was a lot for him to mull over. With Bertram's death, Rhychard would have thought that most of his problems would have been settled, but it seemed they were only magnified. Aradhon was still loose and very much a mystery, more people knew Rhychard was a Warrior of the Way than he was comfortable with, Buttercup was a growing witch and again without a job, and Renny needed to be announced as alive again. Why can't I ever have normal problems, like all the parking spots are taken at the mall? He sighed as he lifted an ancient desk chair and headed for the truck. He couldn't remember the last time he had a normal problem to tackle. He needed normal again, but as long as he hel

And a league of them to man the wall and gates not to mention the council housing. “And, Alec wants me to talk to the Warriors Academy about the perks of joining the ranks, also about the story behind the royalty. I don’t know about teaching over there. Unless they allow me to teach the combative class again. But I was told NOOOO repeatedly.” I said mocking the noooo that I get from everyone when I ask to teach or even train again. All have told me that now that I have taken the title I can no longer take the risk of injury. I do understand their thinking and protectiveness but I am so frustrated and need to punch something. Badly.

Jidana and kariya left their hut and went outside and sat in the sand. She then told Kariya to close his eyes as she did the same. She then held up the Wing Regalia and began to recite a poem; “show us the winds, give us the power to soar above all, show us the path, show us the road we must lightly tread show us the Wing Road.” Said Jidana and the Wing Regalia released a cool blast of wind. The cool breeze washed over them as they opened their eyes. They were no longer sitting in the sand, they weren’t even in Xanner anymore, instead they were in space standing on a stream of winding air.

The Fae Kingdom/Faeora Omri Third in command I was on alert when Cayden and Michael left to assist Aidan, I was in charge at the moment with the former king assisting in getting everyone to safety when we heard the alarm, I was mind-linked by a warrior who stated the rogues had breached the territory on the southern border closer to the Elvish Kingdom and were taking on lots of rogues. I ordered my men to attack and my wife went into our built-in panic room with the former queen, her mother, and our kids with two assigned bodyguards. The council was locked away in a protective building with their families and the hospital for our injured was heavily guarded. I rushed out in my armor along wi

I personally only had eyes for Rochelle, but he had eyes for everyone else, he’s a player and now I understand why he wanted to come on this trip, he’s run out of options in our territory. As we pulled up to Rockridge territory we were assigned 2 of their warriors, brothers, one year apart in age, Brett and Shane. After meeting Alpha Brandon, we were assigned rooms inside the packhouse the two warriors gave us a tour of their pack. As we walked along the streets, Jake had me chuckling as he smiled, nodded and at one point nearly broke his neck looking at a she-wolves, “you have no shame do you Jake.” He shrugged, “if they don’t, why should I,” he looked at the warrior’s, “you don’t have si

the Emperor said. His voice carried enough pressure to crush bone. He didn’t even raise his hands—he commanded the entire court with a single shift of his wings. The great, dark spans stayed absolutely still, a faint rustle of bone against velvet the only sound. They didn’t look like wings meant for flight—they looked like towering shields of midnight, curved inward as if any defiance would be crushed beneath them. The room froze. It was the first time anyone had ever seen the Emperor reveal his wings. Rumors had long spread that he was defective, that he had no wings at all—that he banned others from showing theirs to hide his shame. But there they were: a powerful, unique pair of black win

To stretch my fangs that never dulled across the changing of time. Scales of gold enveloped my body, making an impenetrable armor with it. When my wings stretched to its full capacity, the werewolves and soldiers around the docking field looked up and squinted their eyes. They couldn’t see me, but they could feel the gusty, tornado-like wind my wings brought. While this happened, my claws retracted, harder than diamond, and they dug deep into the concrete ground, making deep holes as if a jack-hammer just hit them.