Warrior Stories

Enemies to Lovers Neteyam story... NETEYAMx OC...just give it a try trust me😋 Forgive me if I get languages incorrect, some scenes don't make sense, or if the dialogue isn't absolute perfection. I do have access to ATWOW but I may change, add, or remove dialogue for the sake of this story. Thank you!!! ALL IDEAS ARE MINE! Apart from the ATWOW storyline and dialogue, everything written has come from me and only me. DO NOT copy!!! That is called plagiarism and people who do plagiarism are losers, and let's face it, who wants to be a loser... please do not make all my hard work go to waste and steal it, thank you!! Yes, my FMC OC does have healing abilities. Call it cliche but I need to for the story and I hope you bear with me if it's not your cup of tea. I attempted to make it as realistic as possible, or as realistic Avatar can get lol. FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY, CHARACTERS AGES ARE BETWEEN 16-18!! (( also, yes I know my MC name Vareya sounds A LOT like Tsireya but pls try to ignore that 🥲)) ***UPDATED WHEN POSSIBLE*** I'm an competitive athlete so I have a very busy schedule SORRY!! PLEASE LIKE, COMMENT, AND FOLLOW THAT WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED AND WILL HELP MOTIVATE ME🥹🫶

In a world ruled by emotion, Florence has none. While others wield fire, light, and shadow through feeling, Florence exists in a quiet void, untouched by the very force that defines humanity. To the Dominion, that makes her perfect-a weapon immune to chaos, incapable of losing control. So they send her to war. But everything begins to fracture when she meets someone who doesn't fade in her presence, someone who challenges her, sees her, and calls her something no one else dares to say. Hollow. As the Dominion tightens its grip and the truth behind her power begins to unravel, Florence finds herself caught between two sides-and two people who see her in very different ways. One who calls her Florence, like she belongs to something. And one who calls her Flo, like she could be more. But if she's not empty... if she's been taking in everything all along- Then what happens when she finally breaks?

Death from Above was what they called her. Saelya is Jake and Neytiri's oldest child. She's strong, brave, and a fighter. She's been taught the stories of the Sky People and the destruction that followed them. What happens when they return after 20 years of peace? Sully Daughter OCx Omatikaya Male OC

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION. Bound by fate. Divided by duty. Yenni has never been this far from home. With only her wits, her strength, and her sacred runelore, the fierce Yirba warrior princess is alone in the Empire of Cresh. It's a land filled with strange magics and even stranger people-all of whom mistrust anyone who's different. But Yenni will prove herself, and find the cure for her father's wasting illness. She will not fail. No one warned her about the dragons. Especially not about him. Yet there is something powerful and compelling about the violet-black dragon known as Weysh. In human form he's muscular, beautiful-and completely infuriating. What kind of arrogant creature claims a stranger as his Given; as his destined mate? Yenni is no man's-or dragon's-plaything. But other magics must be at work here, because Weysh might just be her best hope at finding the answers she seeks. Only now Yenni can't tell if she's fighting an attraction to a dragon . . . or fighting fate itself.

"The Sakura" is a journey from the south of Japan to the north - from losing her home and family to facing the darkness within. Sakura ventures into the forbidden forests, meets the forest spirit, learns ancient spells and swordsmanship, and joins the secret group of Emperor Hirohito. Alongside Takaharu - an idealistic police officer caught in a brutal war with the Yakuza and a nobleman named Moroto - Sakura walks the twisted path of revenge and justice. From the imperial prisons to the mansion of Lady Helena, a beautiful and ruthless woman. From battling the armored warrior Takashi Mura to hunting down Iwamoto and Mizuki, a greedy blacksmith obsessed with the legendary sword. But destiny waits for her in Hiroshima. A wave that takes everything... her memories, her face, even herself. Until one familiar face brings it all back. "The Sakura" - a story of darkness and light, revenge and justice, and a sword that never falls. 📖 7 chapters | 300 pages | A5 format

"They expected just another miner to lead them. Instead, they found the man who commands the furnace." When a complete stranger walks into the heart of the volcanic kingdom of Glimmro, the mountains themselves seem to hold their breath. This is the chronicle of Leilon, the unexpected sovereign of Glimmro, a realm of sparkling stone and untapped heat that the world has long seen fit to ignore. He arrives with nothing but the dust of the road and a secret etched into his skin-a secret that has already brought his enemies to their knees and silenced the laughter of those who dared opposing him.

Fangpaw is stuck in the middle of a MarshClan tearing itself apart from the inside out. His loyalty is tested and tempers run high, and the line between strength and cruelty begins to blur. As friendships strain and mistakes spiral into something irreversible, Fangpaw will have to face the consequences of the path he's chosen - whether he's ready or not.

✧ Snow is a mercenary, loyal to his brother: leader of BloodClan and the Fanged Blood faction. He carries out the dirty work and ensures lower ranking cats stay in line. The city is a dangerous place, and one weak link could tear down BloodClan's entire operation. ✧ Only, Snow bears witness to plenty of loss and devastation, sometimes at his own paws, and he has grown to loathe his role in the world. He must choose whether to remain loyal, or turn on his Clan- and his own kin.

Terminal Cancer, also known as an end-stage, is a cancer that cannot be cured nor controlled by treatment and is expected to result in death. 10 years? 5 years? 3 years? A year? A month? A week? or maybe later. I have no idea when my life-line will cut by the precious scissors of death. But while waiting, I'll promise to myself that I will keep on fighting. I am nothing but a cancer warrior!

In the frozen depths of Hell, Satan is warmed by the hatred in our human hearts. Upon dismissing his court, he continues on his warpath to raze humanity, seeking retaliation against The Creator and His ilk. Now banished into the human world, Satan's fallen court-the "Princes of Hell"-must work with a motley crew of humans to survive and exact revenge. A supernatural battle ensues as the group searches for answers and release. TLDR: Set in the fictional town of Redrock, AZ, and narrated in a third-person limited perspective, a ragtag group will come together through inexplicable means to face primordial powers. *** Will I ever finish this? Idk. Prologue was written/edited for a class, lol.

This story is originally written by me (Rohan Gill) and will also be published on Royal Road under the same name. ____________________✦_____________________ Urjah decides what you are- Warrior, Spellcaster, Spirit User or Witch. Kamoor was born a Spellcaster. But he never wanted to be one. In the Republican Kingdom of Warriors where strength is forged in steel and blood - Kamoor dreams of becoming something he can never be. Because Urjah does not change. It binds. And when whispers of the Great Sundering begin to stir once more: the ancient fracture that once tore the Fourfold Nation apart Kamoor finds himself standing at the fault line between destiny and desire. In a world where power defines identity...What happens when you refuse the nature you were born with?

Hey all! This is just a schedule for anyone who wants to see upcoming books and when I plan to finish them and also any news I might have so I don't interrupt the book! You don't have to read this. Cover taken from Google of two cats who look like Sandstar and Fireheart! (Or Sandstorm and Firestar from the original series, however you want to see it!)

Bramblepaw is not the most popular in her Clan. As a kit, her apprenticeship was set to be late due to her bad behavior. Now, she's an apprentice, feeling the weight of work and expectations for the first time outside of the nursery. But when she gets a warning of great devastation, she has to balance her skills to become a great warrior later on, keep herself under a good light, and try to figure out what the warning could possibly mean. Would she successfully make herself more liked and figure out what it means, or would she doom her whole Clan as a lousy, inexperienced apprentice? Meanwhile, Mousepaw is coping with health issues and Coalpaw's trying his hardest to be a great warrior, despite a huge danger looming over the horizon...

𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. She wears a face that turns hearts into puppets, hiding behind a moonstone charm and silence to survive a world that never truly sees her. Born under the shadow of a spirit's curse, Amira carries a face that bends attention itself, turning admiration into obsession, and affection into something far more dangerous. People don't see a girl. They see something they want, something they chase, something they cannot ignore. And because of that, she learns early that being seen is not the same as being understood. When the Avatar's journey crosses her path, everything begins to shift. Aang carries the weight of balance, nations, and bending itself-but Amira carries something quieter. Aang must master the elements to restore balance to a world burning under war. Amira must learn what it means to exist in a world that has never once looked at her without wanting something in return. As their journey unfolds through war-torn lands, bending battles, and spirit-bound secrets buried deeper than history dares to remember, Amira begins to discover something unfamiliar, a place where she is not just desired, but chosen. And even a cursed girl who believes she was never meant to belong might be the one to change everything.

In a distant future where realms can be used to travel around. A young boy named vis is captured and enslaved by the azure king himself. But does vis have what it takes to outclass the forces beyond his own or is he being played. Or could something powerful inside him that could change all of the realms rules. However, the Man will be challenged and thus will use a certain name that differs from his own. Could he have the right abilities to reach the right part of the soul, as in the events of souls at hand? note: some of the chapters are compiled into 1 volume, so read the chapters as in volumes, not as parts. Saga now Complete

With the Kingdom of Lumeire scarred by war, Shandero Ravenheart takes a path no knight was ever meant to walk. His quest leads him beyond the mortal world, into the Underworld Realm of Fire, a land of magma seas, living flame, and forgotten beings born before the gods were worshipped. At its core lies the Heart of Corruption, a relic said to be the source of all decay consuming the world. But the realm of fire itself does not welcome heroes. Within the unspoken world of ash and molten stone, new enemies awaken, alliances twist, and truths long buried in flames are revealed. Every step closer to the Heart pulls Shandero further from the man he once was, and closer to something far more dangerous. Meanwhile, Far across Westeria, beyond known maps and familiar wars, a young prince begins his own ascent. What starts as a struggle for succession slowly hardens into ambition. As crowns are claimed and armies raised, conquest becomes destiny and the choices he makes will echo across continents. Two journeys unfold in two different worlds, yet they are bound by the same unseen force. As fire reshapes the underworld and ambition reshapes a man, the fate of nations tilts toward an irreversible future. Some will seek to destroy corruption. Others will learn to wield it. ~~This third chapter of the saga dives into myth, flame, and fate, where heroes are tested in hellfire, and the next great power of the world is born~~ - (Two New Chapters Every Week) P.S- Images Used in the story are all AI Generated.

The Fifth Magus For centuries, the practice of magic has been strictly forbidden among humankind-and this law was enacted by humanity itself. The reason lies buried in history: catastrophic wars waged using sorcery, dark arts, and forbidden bodily modification, conflicts that nearly drove the human race to extinction. To maintain order and balance, the Holy Pentagon was established. This sacred body is governed by the Magi-supreme beings gifted with absolute dominion over the four primal elements: Air, Water, Earth, and Fire. Legend holds that the Magi never truly perish; upon death, their souls are reborn into new vessels to continue their eternal duty. I am one such soul, yet I walk in uncertainty. I hold no memory of my earliest incarnations. The only fragment of my past I possess is a haunting truth, in my immediate previous life, I died on the eve of my seventh birthday. Consequently, I do not fully understand the extent of my own power or purpose. According to all records and lore, the laws of nature dictate that only four Magi may coexist at any given time. Yet, I exist as a fifth-hidden, unregistered, and unknown to the world. The organization bears the name Pentagon for a reason; they seemingly acknowledge the presence of five, despite insisting that only four are meant to be. I remain the anomaly, the living paradox. This is my story-the life of the Fifth Magus in a world designed only for four.

Beyond The Stars is a fanfic of Warrior Cats. You will meet each Clan as we go along. Characters are listed at the front! Very few characters not listed are listed in the story or at the very back when this is completed. There is some very gruesome words in this story! Without further a-do. Enjoy, Beyond The Stars

The river is the only mother I've ever known. It flows in shades of slate-gray and restless silver, cold against my fur, but it doesn't leave. Every ripple against the banks is a constant-a presence that anchors me. I watch Pebblebounce leap clumsily after a minnow near the reeds, his small splash sounding loud in the silence. Glidefoot, sleek and silent as a heron, watches us both with an air of older wisdom. They are Lakerunner's kin, true RiverClan, born in the warmth of the nursery. I am the rough stone found on the shoreline, patched black, orange, and white, a strange mosaic of a tom. The patches don't match, and sometimes I feel I don't match, either. The quiet fear-the ache of being unclaimed-is a current I fight every sunrise. But the fear dies quickly when Pondripple's scent passes by, or when Reedwhisker's patient voice directs my paws, teaching me that even a stubborn, mismatched cat can move with the power of the water. Troutstar named me Adamantkit for surviving the night. I will be Adamantstorm, the cat who stayed. The River is my home, and I will be its unyielding heart.

Sequel to Curse Of The Commander's Princess Once upon a time, like all fairytales go, there was a kingdom. It had a loyal commander, a fierce king, and a wise princess. But pride, power, and betrayal stirred a chain of events no one could stop. The wronged commander's princess unleashed a curse, one that would shadow the lives of those who ruled and protect the kingdom - a curse that made victory fleeting, peace unreachable, and trust a fragile thing. Paranoia and fear grew like a wildfire, and slowly, the kingdom that once thrived crumbled from within, its glory lost to doubt, ambition, and the echoes of a single vow. Centuries later, fate has spun its wheel once more. The heirs of that fallen kingdom are brought together, their choices, desires, and loyalties tested. Will they break the chains of the curse, restore what was lost, or will history repeat itself? The threads of destiny are woven, the stakes are high, and the kingdom waits for those brave enough to bring it back to life.