Zodiac Warriors Novels & Stories

Liza's POV “I am so tired of people telling me what I can or can’t do. I am tired of people, human or super natural, thinking they can do what they want to me. I have been beat, been almost raped, almost killed more times than I can count. So if your so called council wants a war tell them I’m coming. Tell them I will be the face of all the victims to their sick delusional fantasy. I WILL NOT STOP UNTIL EVERY LAST ONE OF THEIR BLOOD COATS MY TOUNGE. THEY WANT MY SON, THEY CAN COME TO ME I WILL BE WAITING!!”

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Two thousand wolves stood on the ridge. They were in human form. There was not a single patch of fur, not a single glowing eye. They were dressed in hardened black leather, holding thick, rectangular iron shields that locked together flawlessly, creating an unbroken wall of metal that stretched across the entire width of the plateau. Behind the shield wall stood a second rank. They were not holding shields. They were holding Cord’s sleek, dark rifles. Zane stood alone, ten paces in front of the shield wall, right at the lip of the goat paths. The Long Carrier held his straight iron sword resting casually against his shoulder. He looked completely at ease, the absolute master of the high grou

one of them said with a smirk. I looked up at the darkening sky and felt my heartbeat increase as bolts of bright light came crashing down next to the warriors. Mister Skinner was pissed. I was certain that he would be my savior, or at least I hoped, as the huge men grew concerned over the odd weather. Darkness crept into the area like thick cobwebs. I watched in intrigue as one of the warriors' necks was slit then another. Seeing stern yellow hawk eyes pass by my face I snorted at him while the remaining Frost Warriors grew more frightened.

“I need warriors. I need a strategy. And most importantly—I need her.” My jaw tightened. “Who?” “Your Luna. She’s a war machine, Kaelan. We both saw it. I heard about her primordial powers and thought it was a myth.” He leaned in, his dark eyes gleaming. “With her leading a team of your strongest warriors, we can wipe out these rogues before they step foot on my land.” A growl rumbled in my chest. “She’s not some tool to be used at will.” Zion raised his hands in mock surrender. “I get it. She’s your mate, your Luna. But let’s not pretend she isn’t exactly what we need to win this fight.”

I could tell his wolf was antsy by the way his eyes seemed to flicker between their normal brown to a swirling black. Zeus was not like most creatures, and when he took over and was determined, there was nothing that would stop him. Zeus would always seek blood for retribution. Antonio turned to the warriors behind him and stood tall. "Let us get our Luna back. We take no prisoners." The men roared in agreement before taking off into a run. Some of them shifted into their wolves, others only mid-shifted as they began to take down the warriors around the building one by one. Standing to my feet, I looked at Cassio and Brantley before taking off into a sprint towards a side entrance to the hal

It is an error for blood shed or any kind of harming of creatures here. I sighed at the irony of it. The centaurs seemed to think that there will be a great war as I entered the springs of Zadia, but here it has been strictly forbidden for creatures to be engaged in any form of violence. It is possible that no one knows what they are talking about.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

The intense urge to catch her was strong but he couldn't do that at the sacrifice of his men. "YOU MOTHERF*CKERS! GREET YOUR FATHER," Hunter snarled, charging at them. Both of his claws extended out as he slashed one of the men. Instead of tossing his body away, he ripped his insides out as blood spurts on his face but he was smiling. The looks on the faces of his enemies were magnificent. They looked terrified. Hunter's men shifted into their wolf form as they lunged at the enemies. Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number.