1984 Perpetual War Novels & Stories

The year is 2886, and the world is still the same as it ever was, it's just another day, and the sun still shines every morning, and sets every night, humans have to get up every morning and go to sleep every night, we have to work and we have to eat, and pay bills, our life is the same as the ancient ones before us, nothing has changed, you'd think a nuclear war would have changed our minds or the way we look at the world, but we didn't, we built the world all over again and we continued from the point we have left it behind. 'Take shelter, war warning,' that's what the message said, another nuclear war? I didn't believe it was another nuclear war, after the last one we lost all nuclear tec

Avelyn exhaled slowly. “We review in five years,” she said. Cassian’s voice lowered slightly. “We decide then.” The city lights reflected in her eyes. “Yes.” But neither of them said what lingered unspoken: Some decisions were no longer about contracts. They were about permanence neither of them had anticipated wanting. And Orlov Watching the signed drafts in the quiet of his own suite Understood something equally unsettling. They had not resisted entanglement. They had refined it. Which meant the war had entered its most dangerous phase yet.

And then, we wait. Surprisingly, we don’t have long to wait. Approximately 10 minutes later, Xander and I are talking in low voices about the war to come. We have stepped up our training regiments, but we haven’t been there to help with the training, first due to our mating, and then due to our rejection. In the coming days, we will have to make sure that every able-bodied man, woman, and teen is able to fight and that the elderly, children, and pregnant women are able to protect themselves.

Faint whispers reached my ears, astonished, fearful questions. Finally, Jackson laughed, a deep, booming sound. "I know exactly what I want to do," he replied. You can't win, you know," I declared. "Don't you see? It ebbs and flows, but war makes the world turn. Even if the Iron War miraculously ends, it won't be long before some other battle begins." I smiled cooly, then delivered what I expected would be my final argument. "You can't end the war, you can only delay it."

“What did she leave for you?? Why wasn't I aware of this??” “Because it wasn’t up for a discussion, Mia. These plans are about handing over the kingdom by will instead of force. This is different from what you had.” He told me. My face went into confusion. When did they come up with this?? Why did they come up with this?? Anisel was initially unsure about it because we should not be at war. This was a backup, in case. If Hazel were gone, Anisel would find these files and activate the plan. Hazel and he talked about it a few months after the coordination.

It had only been two nights, but already the place felt less like a hideout and more like a slow, sprawling trap. His phone had two bars, barely. Still, when it rang, he answered before the second buzz. Harlow. “Took you long enough.” Her voice cut sharp. “Took you long enough to almost ruin your life.” “I thought we were past that.” “We’re not past anything, Riven. Your dick is still trending.” He leaned back against the wooden post, lips tugging into a smirk. “So it’s true what they say. Bad press is still press.” “This isn’t press. It’s war.”

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

you will understand soon enough," his father died few hours later that day, and he was made the new head of States, few months later he returned his armies to the barracks and sent a white flag flying everywhere, the world got the signal and also returned to their various homes, the first peaceful world was achieved by just investing in white clothes that was made into flags, and just like that, Peril achieved what his late father and Fathers before him, believed was never going to be possible. When the new armies got to the ships and to the very one where the armies died, they said to themselves that it was the world that had came together and killed the fellow armies, and tried as much as

The real war has begun. And this time, they're fighting an enemy that's had four centuries to perfect genocide. Victory never felt so far away.

“You’ve shown great improvement today. You have the potential to become a great warrior.” Aiel beamed with pride at the compliment. “Thank you, Reina. I’ve learned my lesson and I promise I’ll never gossip again.” Reina nodded, her expression softening. “I believe you, Aiel. But remember, being a warrior means more than just physical strength. It also means being honourable and honest. You must always uphold the values of our people.” Aiel nodded, taking in Reina’s words. She knew that being a true warrior meant more than just physical strength, and she was determined to live up to those ideals.