Zodiac Warriors Novels & Stories

he grunted a reply. “We are going to rally up some warriors from the clan and we are invading the wizards’ territory on full moon. No one comes to attack the great Alpha of the Autumn pack and goes scot free.” Calhoun boasted with pride while looking at Sara. She was the real reason for his plan to attack them. He wouldn’t bear to lose his daughter again.

It was from a high-end jeweler in Milan. —Moonstone Wolf Pendant. The long string of zeros after the price felt like a slap in the face. My wolf jolted, my heart hammering in my chest. A year ago, on the anniversary of us being confirmed as mates, Damien had whispered a promise in my ear. He would have a one-of-a-kind moonstone wolf pendant made just for me. It was the most sacred token between mates, a symbol of the Moon Goddess's ultimate blessing. But that day, he’d spent the whole night calming Lila down from one of her anxiety attacks.

No arguments, no miscommunication, just an eternal love bubble. Reality? Very different. We argued. We misunderstood each other. We liked different things. I didn’t know if it was because she was human… or if the Moon Goddess was testing me. Or maybe it was just the se.xual frustration talking. Twelve days. It had been twelve da.mn days. Thankfully, my warriors were all mated and had a dose of perspective. On a recent car ride, I brought it up. They laughed at me, then got real.

"Yeah, I know. There are other werelions out there, but should we wait for them to come to us, before we take 'em down. Nah, y'all should know better. But since, you lots do not know anything, I'll generously take the burden of educating you over and over again." "Shit!" I exclaimed. "I have tried everything in my power to educate you, but it seems nothing ever sticks in your sloppy brains. So, I'll spell this out, loud and clear – The warriors are not coming back home anytime soon until they capture Zora. And they will conquer him. No matter how long it takes, they will keep fighting and until they capture that beast, they won't stop."

“He won’t put his sister in harm’s way.” Omen cleared his throat and Jake turned to look at him. “When I was recruited to the Warriors, I had to be sponsored by a permanent member of the club to prospect. It was the same for Weasel, Rebel, and Shadow. Are we going to stick to that or how are we going to recruit new prospects since we currently don’t have any?”

Luca exits the room with a nod as Harry, James, Tony, and Leah follow him. “Warriors...” “Crescent Warriors, Luna,” Tony interrupts her from the doorway. “I’m sorry, what?” Luna Cassia asks him, confused. “We’re Delta Athenas Crescent Warriors,” he says proudly, showing Cassia his marking. One of the other warriors elbows Tony in the side, glaring at him. “Ow! What?” he asks with a shrug. “Do you all bear her mark?” Cassia asks. “Yes, Luna,” the warriors all say at once.

Occasionally, they would come across travelers on their route who were making their way towards the kingdom entrance. The kingdom of Volar had two entrance gates. The outermost wall had the first entrance gate and was the one that surrounded the entire kingdom, along with the jungle, the four battalion arenas, the two lakes, and the only waterfall in the kingdom. The second gate was the entry point to the actual kingdom where the Royal family and the people resided. If any person who did not belong to the kingdom had to enter, they had to go through both the gates and undergo a thorough checking before they could enter inside. This was done as a precaution in case any of the travelers were s

He continued, "You warriors from second-grade worlds sure love to leave marks on your clothes to show off how special you are. Golden Continent's warriors leave a dark gold pattern, while warriors from the Sacred Water Continent always leave blue clouds. That's how you recognized that I'm from a third-grade world. "You try your best to show that you're special. You think that warriors from third-grade worlds are just livestock you can kill as you please, but that's a hilarious thought in my eyes. Every world has its strong warriors. You feel so pleased with yourselves just because you haven't met someone truly strong from a third-grade world."

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

She would always take the stance that she was a warrior first and would lead her people from the front lines. When the alarm sounded, Antony would go to Fort Knox and lead our warriors from his cameras. He would be our eyes from every post around the compound. The Demon faction would close all the shops and take up positions around the compound. The coven’s warriors had all been divided up and would all move to their own sectors and defend their posts. The gates would lock down and magically seal, only allowing selected people out, but no one was permitted entrance until the threat was defeated and the sirens were turned off. The warriors that roamed the outer perimeter would continue to kee