Whitewing Warriors Novels & Stories

She lets out a short whistle and yells, “LIAM, NOAH, OLIVER, ELIJAH, JAMES, WILLIAM, LUCAS, THEODORE. FRONT AND CENTER.” I then watch as the 8 warriors she called out for stand to attention, look over at Angie, and then jog over to stand in front of her. I couldn’t hear what orders she gave, but they soon had the crates all lined up and open. Once she is ready, she lets out another whistle and yells once more.

The two warriors let out a gasp of shock as they stared at Whitney in disbelief. Whitney could now see all the bodies on the floor and they were all drenched in the rain. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed at the bodies. After some seconds, she managed to put her emotions under control and turned to look at the two warriors who were standing behind her. "Show me those that are alive," she said. The warriors began to point at the warriors that were still alive and Whitney started to heal and revived them one by one. The revived warriors all stood up and were looking at Whitney with a mixture of awe and bemusement.

His wolf form was more terrifying than I had imagined, and with a fierce swing of his massive claws, he lashed out with unstoppable force. Vivian reacted swiftly, her body moving like a shadow as she blocked Silas' attack. Her speed and strength surprised me for a moment, but it only reinforced my resolve. Vivian wasn't someone who could be easily beaten, and the warriors she led shared her indomitable spirit. Galen seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, his strikes swift and precise, searching for any weakness in the warriors' defenses. But Vivian's fighters were unyielding, working together flawlessly, each playing their part with precision and tenacity.

That morning, he was chased by dozens of warriors, while walking leisurely in the middle of the city. "Shit.. Why are they after me today anyway!" chyou Chen continued to run with great difficulty. When he was in the middle of a very spacious street. Dozens of other warriors who had been hiding in a mound of snow all this time, came out and cut Chyou Chen's path. "You won't be able to run anymore, you thief," shouted one of the warriors chasing him. With a relaxed face, Chyou Chen smiled sinisterly in front of the warriors who were blocking him. "You still need tens of years to catch me." exclaimed Chyou Chen.

Behind him, the entirety of the White Claw pack ran in. “They’re cured! They’re on our side now,” Angel yelled, in triumph. Thank fuck, I need a minute to breathe. The pack immediately began attacking Gunner’s wolves as Felix simply picked them up and tossed them behind him like they were grapes. The sight made me laugh. *Dude, you’re fucked pretty bad,* Skyler said. I looked up at Dusk ... he was a bloody mess too and I didn’t know if any of it was his or not. I moved to a less crowded area, since the fighting was still bad and I felt it. Blinding pain crept in as my adrenaline wore off. Fuck! It felt like my leg was barely holding on, it must look awful.

One of my men demanded, furious. Max. Of course. He was never one to see danger,never one to calculate, even when the odds were against him. I caught his wrist, glaring at him to shut up. He didn't. With lightning speed, the white wolf lunged and bit his shoulders. His scream tore through the night as bone cracked. Blood spattered onto the snow, steaming in the cold. My men flinched back. Ciara gasped from inside the car. Mason, his twin, bolted forward and dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

I told Sylvester, panicking. " Your aura won't work because they have to see your eyes for it to work. They can't see anything because their eyes have been gouged out," he explained, and that was when I studied them. They truly had empty sockets and were attacking with their hearing only. It was time to match their strength. I stood on my hind legs and shifted into half human half wolf and began to tear through them. Helena was enraged, and she showed no mercy. It was a blood bath. Ripping limbs and heads. Apart from the pain from my broken rib, which was already fading away because it was already healing, I was beginning to enjoy the fight.

The clearing in the woods went silent. All were looking at the woman. "Who sent you?" asked Mithraos. "Karivayis," said the woman and in that moment two warriors in the Mauraye side cut their own throat. All understood the seriousness of the situation. "What was the plan of Karivayis?" asked Rishi. Karivayis are the darkest of the group in Arthanava. They are believed to be living like animals. They leave only bones and skeletons after a war. They are also said to be the most blood hungry ones.

He was just standing in the sunlight, and Ravi squinted as he saw something gleaming in the man's hand. Ravi focused his vision further to ensure that the object the man held wasn't what he thought it was. The man's hand moved, still gazing, and Ravi's eyes widened when he could see clearly. Ravi froze, subconsciously gripping Raymond's wrist tightly. He saw a shimmering sword smeared with red liquid that was undoubtedly blood. But it didn't end there. Ravi froze further without realizing it, tightening his hold on Raymond's wrist as he observed the man's wings, which were white and almost identical to Raymond's. The wings flapped, and he flew away somewhere.

They stood back to back, waiting for an attack from the unknown darkness. "A dozen, from all sides," Alex whispered. From the shadows emerged glittering cat eyes from all around. The painted warriors came away from the shadows as one. They were human-like with large ears and sharp oval eyes. They stood barely chest-high and took stealthy steps forward with spears and bows at the ready. The firelight caught the zigzags of white paint from their bodies and light metal armor, making the creatures seem rather formidable.