Shadowclan Warriors Novels & Stories

Luna Astrid had been a faithful and dedicated partner to Alpha Jarvis and the entire Emberclaw pack. She took care of the pack when Jarvis was away. She was happy when she learned that Jarvis would be coming home. She waited, only for him to come back with a lady he claimed was his fated mate. Astrid was torn apart. Yet, Jarvis assured her that bringing another woman to the pack wouldn't change anything between them. A situation occurred, and Astrid was accused of theft. She pleaded innocent, but no one listened. She was subjected to the walk of shame, forced to walk naked in front of the entire pack. With certainty that her world had come to an end, the twisted and dark alpha of the Shadowfen pack took her in. He trained her, and she became one of the best warriors in Veridian. When tragedy struck the Emberclaw pack, Jarvis ran to the Shadowfen pack to ask for help. "How dare you ask for my help after what you let them did to me?" Astrid demanded. "I'm sorry, Astrid. I was lost and following the pack orders. You should come home." Jarvis pleaded on his knees. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Astrid belongs to me and to the Shadowfen Pack." Soren pulled Astrid to his side, not willing to let her go. Would Astrid go back to her pack, to the man she once loved or stay with the man that had saved her?

The supernatural world has been at war with the rogue King, Soren, for ten bloody years. He has amassed an army of wolves, vampires and witches called the Mystics that leave bodies everywhere in their wake. His group of elemental warriors are known as the Realm Assassins, which he uses on special occasions. Recently, Soren has been on the hunt for something more powerful than what he already has in his arsenal, to keep as his queen. What will he find? Killian is the werewolf Alpha to the Nightshade Pack deep in the south of Terra Aasveig. While he is out looking for covens and other packs to ally himself with to face the war ahead of them, he finds something he isn’t expecting. He is taken by surprise when he finds his mate is part of the Timber Coven he is trying to make connections with, but she's no witch. Ember is a powerful fire elemental that helps guard a coven of witches that she has lived with her entire life. She not only has the ability of fire manipulation but can also do basic magic. With her leadership ability, she is set out to be the next high priestess of the Timber Coven. That is until she finds her soulmate right next to her in a battle against a small unit of Mystics that King Soren has sent. Let's go on this adventure together, as we learn that Ember holds a secret that will bring about the death of hundreds but will also save thousands more.

His hands gently pressed on her waist, caging her and drawing her closer. He brushed her lips softly with his parted ones. She leaned into him, surprised at how natural it felt to be held against him, the man who made her want to flee for the hills and strip naked at the same time. "Even if you were the only woman left in this world, I would never accept you as my mate." Blaze's eyes grew darker under the lighting, making Lilith squirm under his intense gaze. Lilith Venerelli is the daughter of the head warriors of the Blood Moon pack. The perfect rank, and perfect wolf, Lilith has her whole life planned, and mating with her boyfriend during the mating season would be the cherry on top. The day she turns eighteen, her world crumbles when she learns that she is no longer a warrior but a sigma, deemed the lowest of the pack. Alpha Blaze Westbrook is the future alpha of the Blood Moon pack. He always dreams of having the strongest she-wolf as his mate. His hope shatters when he finds that his mate is none other than the pack's sigma. Torn between the pack's principles and the mate pull, he is forced to disregard his mate. Will he be able to fight against the mate pull, or will he fight against his pack's principles and accept the pack's sigma as his mate?

Hypatos My life has always belonged to House Ares. Every battle, every scar, even the arm I lost, was given in its name. Loyalty forged me into a weapon, and I never questioned it… until I loved the one woman I could never claim. Losing her left me hollow, a man shaped by duty and nothing more. Then Saea steps into my world, sharp-tongued and fearless, seeing through every wall I’ve built. She doesn’t belong in my world, and I shouldn’t want her. But for the first time, I do. Even if choosing her means betraying everything I’ve ever sworn to protect. Saea I’ve always known my place, pouring drinks in an Olympian tavern where warriors and gods look right through me. Men like Hypatos don’t see women like me, even when I’ve been quietly watching, quietly caring, learning the weight of his grief from a distance. Wanting him is reckless. Believing he could ever want me back is worse. But when fate pulls us into the same fight, something changes. For the first time, I’m not invisible to him. For the first time, I dare to want more. A future where we stand as equals… if Olympus doesn’t destroy us first.

She loved him in silence for years. Tonight the Alpha would choose his Luna, and Haydee told herself she came only to watch. Then Cole Shade kissed another woman, and the mate bond snapped into place. The whole pack heard her gasp. Cole scented the truth and rejected her anyway, in front of everyone. "A mistake of the Moon Goddess is still a mistake." The rejection nearly killed her. Silvercrest's golden new Luna tried to finish the job, sending warriors into the dark to make sure Haydee never crossed the border alive. She crossed it anyway. And the wolf who caught her was the one creature Silvercrest had taught her to fear: Hunter Grear, the savage Alpha of Nightfall, the enemy whispered about since childhood. Hunter doesn't want her gratitude. He wants to know why a banished orphan carries a crest the world believes it buried eighteen years ago. A black moon, split by silver fire. The Moonborn mark. Proof of who Haydee was always meant to be. Now the man who threw her away wants her again, and the bond in her chest can't tell the difference between love and damage. The Luna who tried to bury her is still hunting the truth. And the rival Alpha who should have killed her is the only one who has ever seen her as worth protecting. Cole rejected his fated mate. He's about to learn what that mate can do. She was nobody. She was never nobody.

Valerie Sterling has lived by a single rule since her childhood pack was slaughtered: never shift, never imprint, and never stay in one territory for more than a single moon cycle. Working as a rogue apothecary on the fringes of the supernatural underworld, she uses her rare knowledge of silver infused herbs to mask her scent from predators. But when a lethal, mysterious plague begins sweeping through the northern packs, Valerie is captured by elite scouts and dragged directly to the fortress of the most terrifying wolf alive Alpha Silas Vance of the Ironclaw Pack. Silas is a desperate ruler. His warriors are dying, his rivals are circling, and his own wolf is growing increasingly unstable without a fated mate to anchor him. When Valerie is brought before him in chains, Silas doesn’t just smell an untamed rogue; he recognizes the sudden, explosive spark of a fated match. But Valerie represents everything his traditionalist pack fears, and her blood carries secrets that could bring down his entire empire. To save his people from the plague and protect Valerie from the bloodthirsty Alpha Council, Silas forces her into a dangerous arrangement: act as his dedicated pack healer and pretend to be his submissive, betrothed mate. Trapped in a den of monsters, Valerie must play a deadly game of corporate and political survival, navigating vicious pack politics and her own treacherous, growing desire for the beast who holds her captive. As the real mastermind behind the plague steps into the light, Valerie and Silas must decide if they will destroy each other or let their forbidden bond burn the old world to ashes.

The Moon Goddess never chose me. At least, that’s what I thought. Abandoned as a baby, raised as Ridge Storm Pack’s pity project, I learned to fight for every grade, every scrap of respect, every breath inside Silver Ridge Academy’s walls. A place built on the Great Accord where wolves, fae, witches, and dragon-blooded heirs train together under wards older than memory. A place where dominance is currency, and I’ve always been bankrupt. Then they found me. Callum. Jaxon. Rory. Seth.
The Ridge Storm Quadruplets. Thirty-five years old, untouchable, infamous. Alphas without a Luna, warriors feared across Lycandra, second only to the Supreme Alphas who oversee the realm for the triplet Lycan Kings themselves. They say no wolf has ever been chosen by four Alphas. The bond resonance that detonated between us has never happened in history—ten out of ten on the wards. Unprecedented. Impossible. And yet, here we are. Their storm, their blaze, their rogue, their prince.
My shadows. My chains. My undoing. Every touch sparks like lightning. Every glance feels like a promise I’m terrified to believe. Because if the Goddess gave me to them, She can take it back. And I don’t know what’s more dangerous—fighting this bond, or surrendering to it. One thing is certain: the closer my birthday—and my first shift—draws, the more the power inside me rises. Something none of us understand. Something even the Supreme Alphas are watching. And when the truth comes out, not even the Great Accord will save me.

As Jimmy investigates an abandoned car, he finds a journal that sheds light on a mystery from twenty years before. As he explores his memories he discovers the truth behind the city and the supernaturals who run it. ~~~ Inside of each of us is the darkness wanting out. But what if that darkness is the ending and the beginning of us all? The full moon hung like a ghost in the night sky as Yada overlooked the lights of the city below from her tenth-floor apartment. She studied the diamond twilight for over an hour before turning away--No longer able to stomach the sight. It had been nearly a month since she had been home, having stayed in the coven’s inner chambers since the city fell under siege to a rival house a little over three weeks ago. Over the years, the city had seen many battles for control of the streets. To date, the two bloodiest battles took place within the last fifteen years. The Badens orchestrated both attacks. Led by Darius, the Badens seemed hell-bent on ruling the city with little regard for the Michelsons. The Michelsons governed the streets for nearly two hundred years and were a formidable force. Led by Gabriel, the Michelsons protected the city, and it survived unscathed. The streets were free from the blood deals, which went unnoticed by the public eye, normally. However, this last battle proved more difficult to keep quiet. It had been an all-out war for control, drawing innocent people into the blood feud as the Badens raided the streets for warriors to fortify their numbers. The Michelsons retaliated through unusual ventures to keep the war silent.

Yorick Hill is the second son of retired Alpha Warren and Luna Yara. His brother took over the pack two years ago and Yorick finds himself without a place in the pack or world. In an effort to find his way, he applies to the elite Warrior Academy, a highly sought after school that trains warriors into elite fighting machines. Cyra Teymoori is an Alpha female caught in an arranged mate bond. Her father arranged the bond to solidify the alliance between her pack and the pack of her betrothed. She is unhappy about the arranged mate bond and in an effort to delay the inevitable, she applied to the Warrior Academy and was admitted. Neither her father nor her betrothed are happy about her choice, but neither is willing to look away from the prestige that comes from her acceptance. When Yorick enters the Academy, he expects the year to be difficult. What he doesn’t expect is to find his mate. At first, he’s thrilled, until he finds out that she’s expected to accept a chosen mate bond with a neighboring pack. Furious that his mate is being pressured to ignore their fated bond, Yorick tries to convince her that she should accept him. They can leave after they finish the Academy and find jobs together. He will look after her, even if it means accepting a handout from his brother to give her stability. But Cyra is hiding a secret, one that she’s unwilling to share with Yorick. What will happen when the secret comes out and the real reason for the alliance bond comes to light? Can Yorick prove to Cyra that he wants her because she was meant to be his?

I'm the only sister of Ronan Mooncrest, Alpha of Mooncrest Pack. For as long as I can remember, Cassian, our Delta, Orion, our Gamma, and Nikolai, our Beta, swore they'd die before letting anyone hurt me. When I wanted the moon, they built me a tower. When the river was freezing and I refused to go home, they carried me across on their backs. I was their princess—the wolf they spoiled rotten and loved down to the bone. And of course, I loved them too. I was sure one of them had to be my mate. Then Dana came to Mooncrest. An outsider she-wolf. Bold. Gorgeous. Untouchable. No joke cracked her. No stare made her blush. On her first day, she challenged our pack warriors one by one. After that, Cassian started saying I was spoiled. The first time he left me shaking in a storm just to walk Dana home, Orion and Nikolai snapped at him. "Cassian, you're choosing her. Don't cry when you regret it." But soon, Orion got pulled in too. At my birthday party, I looked at the only one still beside me—Nikolai—and my eyes burned. "Nikolai... is this my fault?" He kissed my hair. "Don't go there. They're idiots. They don't know what they're losing." Then I saw him put the moonstone crown he'd promised me on Dana's head. Just to make her smile. Eyes red, chest wrecked, I knocked on Ronan's door. "Mooncrest is sending someone to Frostfang in three days. Let it be me."