Battlefield Earth Novels & Stories

"I told you not to let go." "I know, but I had to see what day it is." Lilly gently replied continuing to watch the snow casually fall with no other care in the world. "Okay, where are we?" Miriam had gained her strength back and was walking toward the window. "When" Lilly and Brayden mumbled together still looking out the window into the darkness and falling snow. "What?" Miriam shook her head she couldn't have heard them correctly. Pushing from Brayden Lilly looked her mother in the face saying."When is what you should be asking not where. But we’re on the non-magic Earth, the only place Jessica couldn’t see us. If Jessica could then Esteban couldn’t either."

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

Maybe one of you will be needed. — Well, certainly not me.—Dean said softly. — So, to briefly explain - we are waiting here for that special angel who will protect people. But the fact is that these angels are no longer born. And then you showed up. At first I thought that the detected signal of Ultima magic was just a hardware problem. I hope that you will prove worthy of your incredible origin. Ultima is a real light for mortal people. Come on, we need to start training, more intense than you had before.—Rahiel said in his usual tone without any emotion.

“You’ve grown soft, Garrick. This war is not won with kindness. It’s won with fear. Order. Blood.” “I’ve seen enough blood,” James said coldly. “Then you better get used to seeing more.” Draven walked past them and out of the room. James stood there, fists trembling at his side. He had a choice to make. And time was running out.

“I’ve waited centuries. Just let me see you.” Their hands touched. The earth didn’t shake. The sky didn’t burn. But something older than war and stronger than blood clicked into place—and every creature watching felt it. Kensavion and Rheya stood silently, eyes locked. The battlefield had grown eerily still—like the land itself was holding its breath. You could have heard a feather land on the sands of the softest beach.

“ First, I want to acknowledge General Edward for being a good leader. I have learnt so much from you and I hope to keep learning more." General Edward stood up for recognition. Murmurs of approval erupted through the hall. He was a very respectable man. He had fought alongside two generations of kings to preserve the borders of Bolivia. He sat down sending a greatful smile to the royal family. Alpha Rudieloff continued."There have been minor disturbances especially across the battle valley near the Tozon forest, nothing alarming, but readiness is essential. We have therefore reinforced the eastern ridge. The rogue activity has dropped by half. The younger wolves, We have decided to raise an

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

Now, it doesn’t bother him as much because his character has become OP after all the grinding he did when he was still stuck in Dungeon Raydens. “OK, let me set up the match,” he types and the laptop screen fills with the preview of a beautiful, lush forest. The ominous word "Battlefield" blares above while a button that says "Enter" waits below. It would boggle Mrs. Lapuz’s mind to know that her ally player, Ecto, is just several feet behind her, inside the robo-puppy that’s sitting on the charging station like a hen hatching eggs. As though automatically, from Mrs. Lapuz’s perspective, the Enter button is clicked and the screen switches to what looks like a list of teams with their various

The screen lit up with a highly detailed, top-down tactical map. "Sector 12-Gamma," Ren read aloud. He frowned slightly, his eyes tracing the digital streets and alleyways. "Wait. I know this map layout. This isn't a procedurally generated dungeon. This is a 1:1 scale digital replica of the old manufacturing district down by the Rust Belt."