Dark Forest Warriors Novels & Stories

They went to the warehouse with Thakurs and the whole journey Damon was thinking why he acted like that, why he felt so offended when she told him why that book is important for her because it's from her husband. He didn't even feel this much offended when she slapped him. Uday guided them towards the warehouse when they got out of the car. Damon inspected the place and was impressed by the system. "We can store weapons here... Seems like a good place." "Definitely... No one can enter the warehouse, it's built like that." Uday informed. They came out and heard gunshots. "Goels!" Uday cursed and alerted everyone. Damon took a shield behind the car and pulled out his gun but when he tried to s

Lastly, my dear Jake was getting comfortable with Richard, they were not friends but cordial enough. Things were getting serious with Black Devil coming forth with attacks. On the other end, Richard and all our alliances were planning to attack his base which were indeed the caves in the territory of Alpha Ace. There were lots of planning, discussions, and strategies that needed to be worked upon. Richard was constantly in meetings with other Alphas and I was busy with Warrior training. We had combined all the warriors in our packs and they were trained together so that they all had the same fighting patterns and techniques. ______

Before the speaker could even lift his staff, two massive warriors clad in the coal-black armor of the northern vanguard materialized from the shadows of the platform, locking their iron gauntlets around Tahlia’s shoulders and dragging his thrashing frame toward the backstage arches. My inner wolf tilted its head in silent calculation; I hadn't brought a singular blade or guard on this return transit from the Ashgrove Wildlands. A split second later, the heavy scent of burning pine and winter frost flooded my senses as a towering, broad-shouldered warrior cut through the remaining council elders. David Duskbane. His razor-edged, chiseled face carried the cold, lethal gravity of a warlord who

Beside her, Ragnar let lightning roar, arcs of white-blue cracking across the dark, slamming into attackers, dropping them with smoking fur and yelps of pain. Thorne’s warriors, hardened from years of rogue survival, fought with brutal efficiency. They moved with Shadowstorm’s warriors, back-to-back, blades and claws, no longer rogues—pack. Kael slipped through the chaos like smoke, daggers flickering in the dark, ending threats before they reached the barricades. Luca moved with calm control, issuing sharp orders, rallying warriors who staggered, forming lines again where they faltered, his blade cutting down any who slipped through.

'But I know who sent you. The name of the beast is known to you, and you have proven yourself worthy of this help. Dig deep. And beware those who speak in the shadows. I enhance the light in your heart. Fall upon it like you fell on your sword. Do not fall on the blade of the Black Warrior. I am with you to ease the burden, but the toil is your own. Nathaniel's temple throbbed, and his chest felt as though an iron weight had fallen upon it, shattering not only his ribs but the shield around his heart.

Brother Isaac looked thoughtful, one thing that was common with the brothers was they never lost their temper or seemed too surprised by anything. “Something is happening, something serious do you have any idea what this means?” Elaina continued collapsing on the ground again. “You know the warnings as well as I Elaina.” Brother Isaac responded. “We knew that something like this would eventually happen. It seems the dark warriors are making it clear that they mean to be rid of all of us.” “That doesn’t answer anything.” Elaina grumbled shaking. Brother Isaac made his way towards a shelf full of old books. Looking carefully he pulled one down, its cover worn with age. Flipping quietly thro

He looks dangerous, his prowess screams danger. My knees suddenly felt weak that I needed support to keep myself from falling. I moved back a little, leaning my body onto the metal frame designed on the stage. When I was settled, my eyes wandered back at him. He was sitting at the center of the table alongside his brothers as if he was some kind of King. They were all regal however his aura is darker than most of his brothers, too far from Cian's bright and funny personality. But I just find it funny why his different projection caught my attention. The likes of him are not for innocent girls such as me.

"Don't tell my parents I let you catch me. Tell them I fought you. Also, tell them I was wearing shoes. It'll break my mum if she knew I died barefoot." He chuckled and a little drop of humour flashed in his dark orbs. "Duly noted." And the world went black forever. Adrianne's POV I was about to continue walking when someone's hand closed over my arm. Thankfully, I had fast reflexes and I yanked my hand away and was about to bolt when the person spoke in a very soft voice. "Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you." uh-huh I silently said sarcastically. I paused and even though it killed me, I stared at the stranger's face. He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black

My energy was draining. “AAARRGG!” I cried out as the darkness won, quickly filling my body with nothing but evil. My claws extended as Jet looked up and looking into my eyes. He saw the darkness had won and closed his eyes, waiting for me to rip his heart out. The sky was darkening as the storm approached. Lightning illuminated the sky just before the thunder rolled. My hand was inches away from his chest when a loud bang rang out. Silver glitter rained down on all the warriors. They all quickly broke free, accepting the dust. The darkness stopped and watched each warrior shift into a clones of me. Soon, there was an army of Ivory’s.