Calamity War Novels & Stories

Dark clouds churned above, swiftly engulfing the entire forest in an oppressive gloom. Purple lightning tore through the heavens, illuminating the dense woods like broad daylight. Chase stood frozen, staring in disbelief at the spectacle before him. This was… a Lightning Calamity! A Lightning Calamity was descending upon this place! The world trembled, and the earth groaned. Another deafening clap of thunder exploded in the sky, shaking mountains and rivers alike. Chase's pupils contracted. His heartbeat slammed against his ribs, and every muscle in his body was convulsing from the sheer pressure. He had never witnessed anything like this before—it was as if the world itself was coming to an

The Tristan who smiled minutes ago is gone; in his place stands a monster, moving like a killing machine. No wonder he’s called D’yavol… because only the devil can do this. The gunfire intensifies. Men scream. Bullets tear through windows like water splashing. The mansion has become a battlefield. “Move, Roxana!” Tristan’s mother yells. Someone grabs my hand and pulls me. I stumble backward, searching for Tristan. He’s everywhere—shooting, giving orders, ending lives as if they don’t matter. More armed men pour into the property. There are too many, and the Kozlov men start spreading out.

“Anyway, whatever they were doing, hopefully it’s over now, right? He’s dead. And Calder killed his associates when we got out of there. Whatever their plan was, it’s got to be over now.” I hoped. Christ. Take over the world. Hubris, but…fucking terrifying hubris. Hawthorne and company might have been pretty fucking far from doing any such thing, but how much damage could a group of warlocks do on a smaller scale, working toward a goal like that? Strike that, I knew exactly how much damage, because I’d been part of the wreckage left behind. And so had Nate, for that matter.

Chen. "How quickly can you prepare my wife for discharge?" I asked when he answered. "Sir, she really should remain under observation…" "How quickly?" A pause before he responded. "An hour, or maybe two." "Do it. And doctor? Make sure she understands exactly what her lover's ultimatum is costing everyone involved." If Blake Matthew wanted to play for the highest stakes, then he'd learn what those stakes really were. Some wars weren't won by destroying your enemy's assets. They were won by making sure your enemy destroyed himself.

I couldn't control the howl which came out of my mouth. I clutched the jacket which I was wearing with my hands while whimpering. I put the phone on the ground and put my hands on my stomach. "Scarlett are you okay?" I whimpered softly "Naty. I am sorry the paramedics will take some time due to the snowstorm." She wept. After hearing her, I could feel the energy draining out of my body leaving it cold and weak. "My baby" I cried out. "I'll call Adam. He will come here, don't worry. Just wait Naty, they will come." She tried to be confident but her voice wavered at last.

“I know you’re her mate, but you want to take her back to Snow Creek so soon?” Jaedon nodded. “I fear a war is starting.” My mother looked down at her hands, where she was turning her wedding ring on her finger. “You’re right.” I was confused. Mother continued. “When your father and I married, there were many threats made to us. However, Alpha of Snow Creek and Alphas of many other packs were our allies or just indifferent. This was the first marriage they had seen of an Alpha and an original. No one was as upset as they are now. When we married, there weren’t too many daughters of Alphas that your father could choose and I was his destined mate for a reason. People were angry, but it was wh

"Start a war? Why? By "war," what do you even mean?" "War, Calix! We end every fucking member of that bullshit family!" "No way, not in heaven! Are you insane?" Calix exclaimed, immediately getting up from where he was sitting. "Hell no! How could I possibly get into a fight or fucking start a war with my wife's family?" "Calix, you're nothing but bullshit! Now is not an appropriate time for you to turn against me!"

I ask, though my mind is reeling from all the new information he’s just given me. “The A****n’s.” He confirms with a nod. “A group of extremely strong, fierce women warriors. For a while, they died out. It was harder for them to exist, without their Queen, who was killed in a battle. But some of them clung on, and eventually, they connected with you. From what I understand, you were fascinated with their leader at the time, leading to a partnership. Her name was Katherine, and she displayed great strength and a yearning for power. She was one of your biggest worshipers, fascinated with magic and the power it could bring. She passed, eventually, and there have been many leaders since then. Th

"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.

“Children and women killed between your battles. Our homes were off limits. We had an agreement. “ Sorinah screamed at Yetta. Yetta did not respond; she knew she was right. She knew her daughter had caused the war and their poor village was the battle ground. The boy that was her daughter’s mate chose to go to war to get her. “We might not be able to fight your kind but we have something better. We will make something that will.” Sorinah said, walking forward and grabbing a hold of Yetta’s hair.