Calamity War Novels & Stories

He then calmed down. He had heard Lucifer say that Earth’s Second Calamity had already appeared. However, he still did not know what the Second Calamity was. He was concerned about Earth and could not help but ask, “Has the Second Calamity on Earth appeared? What is the Second Calamity?” Lucifer turned around and looked at James. He was aware of James’ origin and knew James was from Earth. Without trying to hide anything, he said, “The First Calamity on Earth is natural catastrophes. The Second Calamity is a catastrophe of beasts.”

"With each other." Callum pushes his forehead against mine as he leans in. With his breath warm on my skin, he murmured, "I'm not letting you go." "Not right now. Never. I felt a flicker of optimism for the first time since we found the message because of the evident promise in his voice. Perhaps we can make it through this. Perhaps—just possibly—we may emerge from this stronger. However, I know in my heart that the war is far from over. Everything we have fought for might be obliterated by the next attack, which is a significant danger.

And then—what felt like the end of everything— a deafening, apocalyptic BOOM ripped through the night as the flagship opened fire. “INCOMING!” Liam shouted, and he dove into the sand, fast, like instinct took over. Above us the sky lit up, the air screaming with fiery trails, those massive iron cannonballs raining absolute ruin on the shoreline, breaking the sacred truce wide open and dragging the continent back into full scale war again.

The Third World War began on August fifteenth, 2030. It only lasted three days. It was a war that ended with twenty-thousand nuclear warheads and a burning Earth. With over one billion fatalities, the Third World War was labelled the largest global catastrophe since the extinction of the dinosaurs. Another hundred million more died soon after, victims of the swift and deadly killer that was radiation sickness. Worldwide infrastructure failed in less than a day-everything from microchips to national power grids were fried by the blasts.

Destroy the man she loved— Or let her father’s killer walk free. Her phone buzzed. Damon: I’m on my way. Are you okay? She stared at the screen for a long moment. Then typed: Aria: Yes. We need to talk. She didn’t add anything else. Because some truths were too dangerous to text. And outside, in the dark— Caldwell made a call. “She’s torn,” he said quietly. “Prepare the next move.” The war had just entered its most vicious phase.

But it is too late. The air remembers. Ethan straightens, composure sliding back into place just as Caleb walks into the room. Caleb’s gaze moves from Ethan… to Ava… and he sees it. Not what happened. But what almost did. And that is worse. The war is no longer just corporate. It is personal. And it is about to ignite.

Mordaunt was standing near the far wall with his mask in his hand, watching Callum with the expression of someone who had just watched something he had arranged go exactly as planned. Callum felt something settle in his chest, cold and very clear, the thing that happened when grief and fury combined into something past both of them. "This means war," he said.

The war was over now and it came with evident relief but it also came with realization and reality. Realization and Reality of the things lost and the damages caused. — the collateral damages. There were a lot of them. So many citizens of the Reigns were dead, or now wounded as Ferals. My mother and the rest of the group were also mindless beasts— they were Ferals with no hope of being turned back to normal. I felt an ache in my chest now— The reality of things was properly weighing down on me. I was here thinking that I had lost only Feryt, meanwhile, I had lost more than half of the Reigns in the venture of this war. They were Ferals, roaming the Reigns now with no hope of sanity or recove

After thanking Elijah for her timely intervention, I resumed my speech again. “People..were are in an uncharted land right now…war is always unpredictable as anything can goes during it…some of us here, might even be dead or hurt in this war….but stay strong and stay firm….for we are fighting for a good cause….together…we shall saved the people of Alemia Nation from tyranny and evil…and thus expand our great nation…again….Ladies and Gentlemen….be prepared….in 2 days time…at the first week of fall…September, 2 of Year 2 of Aeternum calender….Aeternum shall go to war…”. “CLAP!!..CLAP!!..CLAP!!..”.

Yet, amidst the beauty of this enchanted realm, there lies a sinister underbelly—a darkness that threatens to overshadow its breathtaking vistas and idyllic landscapes. War looms on the horizon, a shadowy specter that refuses to be ignored. Calia's ominous words echo in my mind, casting a pall over my thoughts. Will I still be here when the war comes? Will I have proven myself worthy and returned to Ferngrove, or will I find myself imprisoned in a dungeon—or worse, lying lifeless on the battlefield?