Way Of The Peaceful Warrior Audiobook Novels & Stories

Mario asked Cicio to be taken care of, his wounds to be treated, and made sure the punks learn the lesson. “You have so much power.” Cicio couldn’t help himself. “I dreamed of having the same power as you do. But I don’t know how to get there.” Mario pulled him close. “Fight, then. You need to put up a fight for what you want.” “I am only a bastard.” Cicio’s voice was so low he couldn’t even hear himself. “Well, you can’t choose who you are, but you can choose where you want to go.” Mario patted him on the back.

I taught shielding techniques to Jarrik, the boy who lost his family; mindfulness breathing to Lina so her fear wouldn’t freeze her blade; and footwork to Tomas, whose curiosity outpaced his strength. During a break, they sat with me under the old oak. I passed around flasks of water. “A warrior is not just muscle,” I said. “It’s heart. It’s mind. It’s trusting yourself enough to stand when everything tells you to run.” They nodded, absorbing each word. The air hummed with new resolve. One evening, as the sun sank behind the eastern ridge, I finished lessons early. The yard was silent. I returned to the palisade, scanning the borders before midnight. That’s when I heard soft footsteps beyond

' "What did you think about when you created the will for your knife?" At that question, Ivor supported himself on the wall and drank a mouthful of wine. As he began to speak, a bitter smile appeared on his face. "You must know that I've never been too interested in cultivation, I was just a simple noble. I fell in love with a beautiful woman and she had the same feeling for me. Yet, my status wasn't good enough and she was then married to another family. From that moment on, the "Attunement" method has been precluded from me. The moment when Heavens and Earth feel that you don't believe in their fairness, you will lose all your chances to ever hear the language of the "Breath"."

But maybe I could make sure if Alpha Reed was making the arrangements for the attack. This would be the last thing I would do before I leave from their lives forever I placed on foot inside the territory Within minutes 5 pack warriors surrounded me I lifted my hands in surrender I don't want blood on my hands ,just a little bit of investigation on them and then I depart. They binded my hands with silver chains and pushed me forward I followed them to their pack house When we entered the Alpha's room I saw him standing there having a conversation with someone on the phone "Yes,Yes that's taken care of"

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

It was him. A storm wearing his skin. A wound in the world, bleeding light that wasn’t light at all. And the worst part—the part that made my breath stick in my throat— Was that he looked calm. Not cold. Not cruel. Just calm. Like everything burning around him was exactly the way it was supposed to be. The Warlord rose out of the crater Kael had driven him into, molten blood dripping from cracks in his obsidian armor. And he was smiling. “Better,” he rumbled, shaking dust from his bone crown. “So much better.”

The red and gold scabbard caught Rainer’s eye, mainly the intricate wave-like design. "So, you're the human who has been causing a ruckus in this sector. The man who struck fear in the fearless Minotaur." Merlin backed away from the glass with a conniving smile. “Well? Aren’t you going to answer me… Oh wait, I should let you out of there first!” He pushed the button on the side of the chamber and let Rainer walk out.

“On the count of three.” I reached for the sword Kael had given me and slowly drew it from its sheath. “One.” The warriors facing me lowered themselves into combat stances. “Two.” I tightened my grip around the hilt and raised my sword as the five warriors charged. “Three! Fight!” The first warrior swung at my head, I ducked beneath the blade. Before he could recover, I pivoted on my heel and struck the side of his armor with the flat of my sword, the impact sent him stumbling backward.

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

(Leave me you monsters) "Purua ahau ki tēnei wā don't" (Put me down right now) an uproar reached us before I saw two warriors bringing my mate dangling and withering between them. The sight made me growl. Jia soon followed behind. I questioned her with my eyes, to which she shrugged. This is going to be very difficult. I told Nat to record her sound, so we could fetch the language through the internet and then help us translate. I motioned those warriors to place Aroha on a chair in front of the scanner. They were having a difficult time doing so. My mate was not ready to comply.