Best War Novels Novels & Stories

I browsed the shelves, and I read the titles. Into the fire, A firsthand Account of the extraordinary Battle in Afghan War by Dakota Meyer, Bing West 500 Days, Secrets and Lies in the Terror Wars- Kurt Eichenwald The War for crown and Empire There are all sorts of books about wars here. I paused in front of a book that I deemed the most interesting. I pulled it out of the shelf and stared at it, contemplating whether to get on with it or not. I can choose a much thinner book… The 33 Strategies of War- Robert Greene

She stood still with hands akimbo. “grrrr," Amayah said through teeth that were clenched. He was really boiling with rage. The fire had enveloped his body, he could feel his wardrobe begin to burn as he stood very close to it, the fire had already spread to his reading desk and he helped it grow. He threw fire at his bed and even the door. “ You and I have some unsettled business". He said to his mum, who tries exiting the door but was caught in the fire.

“Changed? Sonia shot back. “No, I didn't change. You changed from the day I entered that jet to San Francisco.” “Check yourself, Sonia. I’m clearly not the problem here.” “Oh, you think you’re not the problem? Ever since I got back, you always return home late, you always ignore me whenever I try to have a conversation with you.” He sighed deeply, “Please, I’m too tired for this.” Rose had overheard the argument. The last few weeks after Sonia’s return from San Francisco had been heated. Arguments over minor issues, insults upon insults. The home was no fun.

~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “Legacy is not what you leave behind. It’s what you prevent.” “The best men don’t try to survive the war. They try to make sure their sons don’t have to fight it.” —Lorenzo

The fight brought peace to the territory of the werewolves, after much discord among the multiple species in this realm, one of them had declared itself the strongest and was being led by Lyra and Alexander. Alexander walked among the corpses of the vampires, walking slowly as he had been injured during the battle, but he had no regrets and if he had to do it again, he would do it without hesitation. He approached Lyra, who was watching as the sun began to rise over the mountains, and said the following:

They were flickering, punctuated by the unmistakable flares of dragon fire. “Alaric,” Liza gasped, her gold eyes widening. The messenger dragon appeared then a streak of crimson against the violet sky, plummeting toward them with the desperate speed of the dying. This ends not with a resolution, but with the realization that the war has already arrived at their doorstep. The Shadow Mother wasn't waiting for them at the Isle of Whispers. She was already tearing their world apart.

Dremis threatened his life before, he would probably do it again, if Dremis found out that Daniel was helping the girls. “You do realize, this is getting dangerous?” Daniel said chewing on some of his food. “Um yeah, that is why we ran,” Gabriela spoke before Abey could. She could see Abey was a little concerned about talking about this. “Look, Daniel, we can do this alone now, you should leave before you get hurt.” “Oh I don’t think so, you see this war started because of the two of you, not saying it is your fault. But your destinies have a part in this whole thing,” he said biting down again.

– I blurted out with an air of skepticism, almost spitting out the coffee I had just sipped in my mouth. - Relax… we are not going to burn down the lab or anything. Since your project also depends on him now, well, we need to guarantee he's kept alive. - She winked. - Right? - You have to outsmart him. War tactics also include playing the role of the silent, peaceful, lovely enemy, who is always ready for any attack. Preparation is everything, darling. It's half the war won. - Okay? - I must confess that there were times when Susie surprised me, or scared me. And that was one of them, and I just could not decide which was it this time. It could easily be both.

His hands were bloody from the bear he helped to hunt, but the adrenaline was still pumping in his veins, fierce believers of an invisible enemy. The only threat to the country nowadays was the occasional ice bear and packs of giant wolves that plagued the villages closer to the mountains. No war, no battles. Alarick spent the last seven years making himself known as the scariest warlord to ever been born, and it paid in respect and fear from his enemies. He didn’t need to be here to kill these animals. His soldiers could very much deal with it. He came just for fun. Besides, he knew people liked seeing him around. It gave them the feeling of protection that he was very much glad to provide.

My eyes filling with tears, the things he has had to endure and to be able to get to me here. I tell him the things I’d done to try and get to him but it seemed he knew most of my moves due to my sketchbook that Lisa had salvaged from the bombed hospital. “Your sketch book moved me. I really think you should publish it, there’s so many stories of the soilders that lost their lives, and their families would probably be so grateful to see your drawings and the things they’d said, messages for their loved one.” Carlo says, my face flushed pink. I must admit it would be quite a good idea, I know that if it were me, I’d definitely want to hear what had happened to my children or family out fighti