Novel & Cerita Valiant Warrior

His warriors fought with precision, passion like they had been waiting for this moment. This wasn’t a battle, It was a trap Still, I refused to back down, Victory was mine I could feel it. “I will not lose!” I roared, pushing forward, cutting down another opponent. “This ends today!”And then, under my breath, my voice dropped into something colder… darker.“Valeria will be mine one way or another.”

And right in the center of that domestic heaven was Valarian. The massive, silver-eyed scout-commander had completely abandoned his usual post haunting the kitchen threshold. He was fully inside the space, his towering, broad-shouldered frame moving with an easy, unbothered grace as he carried a massive wooden tray laden with steaming pewter plates of breakfast directly to the vanguard benches. He wore a simple black tunic with the sleeves rolled tightly up to his biceps, exposing his thick, heavily scarred forearms. Every time he passed Kiarra, his silver eyes would soften into a deep, consuming obsidian, a slow, incredibly contented smile touching his lips. He didn't pull away when her sma

The remaining abyssal demons became aggressive as the balance of power between the lands got disrupt. A single warrior walked through the road with number on his face. The other warriors muttered as that single warrior passed by. Suddenly, a warrior with a number on his arm confronted the lone warrior. "Hey boy! " The warrior spoke. But the lone warrior did not respond and continued his walk. "Don't ignore me you brat! " The warrior kicked the lone one. The lone warrior fell down to the ground as the confident warrior kicked his back. "You think ignoring me made you cooler? Your just a low rank warrior, I mean the weakest warrior in history! " The confident warrior then laugh as he continue

They each clutched swords in their hands, their eyes fixed on Christopher whose lips were curled back a guttural growl coming from his mouth. Ignoring the pain in her arm Elaina jumped up and flung herself in front of Christopher again just as one of the warriors surged forward weapon at the ready. Not thinking Elaina pulled a dagger from her shoulder sheath and deflected the attack at the last minute. She watched the warrior stumble back in shock before readying himself again. “Don’t.” Elaina warned spreading her feet shoulder width apart. “He isn’t the enemy.” The warrior looked at her angrily. “Move aside.” He said as he moved forward. “Christopher is the enemy as far as I am concerne

“I found my mate.” “What? That’s great! Who is he? One of the Amethyst warriors?” He was genuinely happy for me; I just hoped that happiness continued when he found out my mate was human. “No, he’s not a part of Amethyst Mist.” I mumbled softly. “Okay, one of the foreign warriors that’s come in?” “No… he’s not a wolf. He’s human.” “Woah, seriously? I wouldn’t have expected your mate to be human.” Hmm, he was surprised, like I had been, but accepting, maybe Valen would be accepted faster than I had feared.

“I do not tolerate tardiness. “ Alexander said as soon as he spotted the prince walking back. Alexander was not going to treat the Prince any different because of his status. Everyone training in the field was equal and that was how he saw it. Amir didn’t reply, but Alexander watched the way his jaw tightened in rage. “You will be my partner. “ Alexander said when he noticed all the warriors were paired up. Amir only nodded before he drew out his sword and that was how they began swording. Alexander was shocked at his ferociousness. It was obvious that this was not a friendly fight and Alexander had to put more effort. That would only serve for him to teach the prince a lesson. When battling

I felt like drowning, Melting. “Leilah Rivera.” The call to me brought me back to where I am standing. Standing in front of me is one of those goons back at the diner. He is tall, with a built body and broad shoulders. He is not wearing his glasses so I can see his scarred left eye. My body stiffens as I try to stand firmer, taller. “Where is my mother?” I balled my fists, ready to throw my strongest punch if needed. Although, I doubt that will make any difference as this man is almost a foot taller.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

For the few of those who had fought with him, they had great testimonies to give of his mightiness. Valen only smirked. “Bring someone ready,” he said, pulling off his outer layer and stepping onto the dirt floor. The man stepped back and motioned to another warrior with broad shoulders, a proud stance, and good balance. Valen faced him and Alpha Draegon stepped aside confidently to watch his child, and then the sparring began. Valen moved like the wind, quick, quiet, and sharp. His strikes weren’t just strong, they were smart. He dodged without wasting a breath, twisted with ease, and swept his opponent to the ground in a blink.