Willowpelt Warriors Novels & Stories

I also prayed for the pup’s safety through all of this, and I just hoped that Willow’s so-called father doesn’t hurt her any more than he already has. On my way into the packhouse from the morning run that I took, trying to clear my head from the horrible nightmares that I had last night, Alpha Chance stops me and asks, “Will you be joining us today?” “I have to train the warriors in an hour.” I told him, hoping that he would drop it. Our men needed to be ready for battle if we were going to get Willow back and I was going to make sure that they were all ready when the time comes to fight for their Luna.

He belonged to the richest family of our town ‘The Huxley Family’ He used to live with his mum and Dad and had no siblings. Uncle Richard and Aunty Leila were both very nice and kind people. They used to be an integral part of every event and celebration in our town of WillowRidge. Every Weekend we used to have a get together at the community hall, everyone looked forward to it, it was full of games, food, laughter, gossip.

There he was in his full glory, standing tall at 6'5", bulky and muscular. His dark brown hair, cut short and a week-old stubble making him look stunning. Wearing military pants with a plain white Tshirt, he was standing with his hands held back. After we settled in our position, with me standing behind Michelle in second row, second place, he spoke again. "Good morning everyone, my name is Viktor Kent, head Warrior of your pack. I will be your trainer" He was looking at every one of us while instructing us. "In my absence, Kiara here will be your trainer" he said that placing a hand on the shoulders of the girl standing next to him "I don't like that, take off that hand" Ara growled irritat

Nothing. Lady Dana stood by while Katarina snapped her fingers, and howl split the air, then another, then a whole chorus of them as the wolves poured out of the shadows, strong, tall, the elite, the warriors of the Parson Pack; trained for war; trained for capture. Victoria’s stomach plummeted. Lady Dana’s voice would not rise, or waver. “You are welcome to join us, Victoria.” The warriors moved in. “Or you can watch him die.”

They constructed the hut from branches and leaves, and used some mud to keep the wind out. “Go play.” Her mother told her. Willow darted out of the flap of the hut to play with some of the other children. Today was different; she could feel it when she put her bare foot into the mud. Willow looked up to see three horses coming toward her. She darted into the woods to hide. The men slipped down off the horses. None of them noticed her in the trees. Her mother screamed when the man with the Mohawk entered the hut. He had a beaded chest plate on the weave and pattern of the beads said that he was a chief’s son, with what looked like paint covering part of his face. The others stood outside, one

"I'm taking the job. No girl deserves what these girls are enduring. I'm going to need some Warriors hired. I don't want Red Dawn though. Goldie says I need to keep this separate from you. Any possibility that your Alpha Council would come up with a coalition force, maybe 20 Warriors?" I pulled my phone out and dialed, "Val. I need the Alpha Council to approve raising a small coalition force to assist with recovering the missing girls. My contact has a way in but I need 30 Warriors from different packs. Make it happen. Charter a jet and get them to Westfield ASAP. Volunteers would be best, men that understand these girls are going to be scared and possibly injured." I paused, "No Warriors wi

Because Gamma Willow couldn't have possibly known that I already knew the truth about Elsie. Gamma Willow cleared his throat loudly, leaning forward. "If you unexpectedly found out that there is a warrior here in your camp that isn't supposed to be here—that is, he was not among the names conscripted from his home pack—would you let him go back home if his family came for him?" I paused for a long moment to think of the best answer to the question, and I finally decided on the same terms I had already promised Elsie in private. I looked him dead in the eyes. "The new warriors have spent some significant time here training under my commanders. I would only send the warrior away from my camp i

As we descended into the subterranean colosseum, the noise became overwhelming. Two thousand warriors filled the stone tiers of the cavern. These were the Shadow Warriors—the battle-scarred outcasts of the Dead Woods. They were alphas, betas, and omegas who had been rejected by their birth packs, criminals who had survived the brutal winter wilderness, and veterans of forgotten border wars. They didn't wear uniforms; they wore heavy furs, iron chains, and leather straps over bodies covered in jagged claw scars. They were savage, and radiated a volatile pressure.

Allow yourself to be like a willow tree that is easy to bend but not easy to break. Otherwise, you will be the next oak tree who will rend while fighting the wind.......... ********************************************* It was midnight and Roveign city was surely silent, but only on the surface. The core of it was filled with lights and shouts! The only fighting arena of the city, used by the underworld goons to show off their mighty bodies once in a while, was engulfed in cheers. A certain name could be heard in the sea of screams.

Kiara was even more curious when she first read the surname Willow in the book which made her curious and eager to lear more about it . ' To think that the Willow family was a clan that existed more than five hundred year ago . And it's part of the most powerful clans that serve the Windsor clan , meaning the vampire clan.......The Willow family helped king Eskander five hundred years ago against the army of the rebels that were against the fact of the powerful clans , living in peace as they were ruled over by the Windsor clan . The great effort that the losses that Willow family made and suffered were recognized by king Charles and they were granted the power of..........the fighting art w