Alone We Fight Novels & Stories

“He also tried giving Little One a peanut butter sandwich and got pissed when she wouldn’t eat it.” “She’s fucking allergic!” Rave screamed making Jasmine flinch. “I’m sorry Trouble,” He instantly tried to calm down. “I’m just pissed that asshole did all that.” “I know,” She whispered, “It’s just automatic now, sorry.” “We will help you overcome that,” Daemon said softly. “What kind of father doesn’t know his children’s own life-threatening allergies, or any for that fucking matter?” Raze growled. “An ass like Mason,” Daemon sighed. “What was in the packet?” Raze asked.

This battle was a fight of multiple heterogeneous wills and energies clashing together. “Oaaaaahhhh!” It yelled, showing a sign of strength and resilience. All of a sudden, it took us off guard and lashed out aggressively, with tendrils of a shadow. Now, each time it struck and attacked us, all of us used our combined efforts to counter. And the most powerful weapon that we had was our unity. “Stay behind me!” Alex yelled, as he neared me, seeking to protect me at all costs. Alex was gallant, and he was fighting with a lot of ferociousness.

“Anyone who’s willing and able to fight needs to join us outside. We’ll meet Alaric before he gets too close to the house. If we can hold him off there, we stand a chance of pushing him back.” One of the younger warriors, a lanky wolf named Darius, hesitated. “Luna, if Alaric’s bringing his full force… do we even stand a chance?” Elena’s gaze softened, but her voice was firm. “We have more than a chance. We have each other, and we have something worth fighting for. Alaric fights with fear and hatred, but we fight with strength and unity. That’s how we win.” Darius nodded, his shoulders squaring as determination replaced doubt.

Levi’s joy fell from him as it was replaced by anger and possessiveness. Doriane was his. Nobody could take her from him now. “He’s not going to get her,” he growled into the phone. His wolf was unified with him this time, releasing a threatening growl to anyone who dared to take her from him. “Levi, just come home. We have a plan to take down Oliver, but we can’t do it without you.” Levi nodded before he realized his brother couldn’t see him. “Alright, we’re on our way.”

Although he didn’t use much damage under the armor-piercing state, all the other teammates’ damage when fighting the Boss was twice as much. Lucifer: “God of fight, use your best kill directly.” Ailina’s POV: God of Fight carried the sword up and held it for a long time without letting it down. Ailina looked at it and her lips twitched. This child was not a fool, was he?

I'm not alone anymore, and goodness does it feel fantastic. So this is the final part of "Alone" and I can't believe it's over. It's the longest book I've written but it's also been so fun to write. I'm sorry to keep waiting for the updates. And thank you all for the patience, love and support!

"This city is now under your command, Olivia." Around him, the Triplet Alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—bowed alongside Alpha Daryl and Alpha Kyle, a wave of support I hadn’t expected but relished. "We are no longer many packs; we are one," I proclaimed, my voice gathering strength not just for them but for my own conviction. "We'll fight as one. We're stronger together, and we already proved this by defeating the Dark Rogues. But something warns me this fight will be harder. Ready your soldiers."

Ashley clutched her chest, her face pale. “What do we do now? How can we fight something like this?” Ezra’s voice grew firm, his usual confidence beginning to resurface. “We fight. That’s what we do. Alois’s brother may be powerful, but he’s not invincible,” He looked at everyone in the room, his gaze steady. “This is our fight… Two battles, one purpose. We protect this our home while Alex and Evelyn protect the future. We’ve faced darkness before, and we’ve survived. We’ll do it again”.

“They say that the alliance will fail, they say without alpha Mihcael who had spearheaded this campaign for three decades, they are hopeless.” I paused, “We aren’t!” I roared. A hushed silence fell over the crowd. “We aren’t weak… we aren’t cowering, our tails are not tucked between our legs… our fangs are out, our mane is worn proudly, our claws are eager to be stained with their blood.” “Yeah!” there was a thunderous roar from the alphas in the hall. “We are taking the fight to them ---kiss your mates, tuck in your kids… alphas, we are going to war!”

“Kael thinks we’re weak, divided. He’s wrong. We’ve walked through fire and ash before, and we’ll do it again—together.” The assembled crowd stirred, a faint murmuring of hope. Mira stepped up beside me, her voice carrying clear and strong. “This is our home, and we fight for more than survival—we fight for a future worth living.” Their reaction was a ripple at first—quiet agreement—but it spread into a rousing cheer. Wolves and humans shouted in unison, forging a unified wall of sound that reverberated through the cold morning air. As the sun crept higher, illuminating the city, I felt our bond pulse—a steady reminder of the power we held when we stood together. The battle ahead would test