Истории Warparty

Immorten Joe has been dead for over a year, water has been flowing almost freely through the Citidel and War Boys no longer infect themselves or act based on their estranged belief on Valhalla's gates being open at their deaths. Furiosa now leads the people of the Citidel, along with the many women she brought from the Green Place, the home she never got to see again. Though all seems quite peaceful and disciplined the land beyond the Citidel is still crawling with monsters and insects that want nothing more than to rip your face off and use it as a mask to scare away any unwanted travelers. But there isn't much one can do about that. Especially when you are the supposed last child of the Green Place.

What do you get when you mix a trader woman, a cursed werewolf, a dangerous forest, and a sadistic warlord? Nothing good. On her way home from a summer of trading, Olivia didn't want to hire a cursed werewolf as an escort, but he was the only one willing to guide her over the treacherous Navier mountains. Not only do they have to contend with bandits and dangerous animals lurking among the trees, but they also have to dodge unscrupulous war parties who are determined to track them down. They forgot one thing though - curses don't play by the rules. ---------------- Please note that this is NOT a love-at-first-sight or matebond werewolf style of book, nor does it have werewolf ranks like Alphas, Betas, or Omegas. This book isn't a horror story. It's more of a fantasy-adventure theme. This book has nothing in common with my other werewolf stories. Copyright March 2022. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.