Calamity War Novels & Stories

So, he followed him up easily and chased him down. This bastard that murdered and threw away Scott Mayo’s cremains had to be dealt with today by his own hands! Bam!!! Calix slammed onto a wall, with no way out and the God of War hot on his tails, he had nowhere to go. There was only a dead end! With a loud thud, Calix was on his knees. In order to live, he could no longer care about his reputation. He started begging for mercy. “Thomas, you can just beat me up, but don't kill me, please?

The city was screaming. From the high windows of the war room, Kaelen could see the plume of dust and hear the distant, panicked roar of a populace caught in a bewildering disaster. The flood in the Merchant's Quarter was a masterpiece of chaos. It was loud, public, and utterly distracting. Every guard in the city would be dispatched to manage the crisis, every noble would be barricaded in his manor, and every eye would be looking at the disaster, not at the gates.

While they were eating, the three were talking. "Empaler Aegaeus, I heard rumors outside that there was a great deluge in the Kilianata Valley Realm and the city of Future Vale," said General Dour. "What kind of deluge?" he asked as he continued to swallow. "The cause of war, a series of powerful tsunamis hit the two worlds." "Weren't they affected by the war that happened yesterday?" Hotham's statement. The emperor did not immediately answer, and he looked back at the war that happened yesterday. "Maybe" he agreed.

she interjected, her gaze shooting daggers of skepticism my way, mingled with a tinge of worry. I beamed, radiating confidence like a beacon. "Oh, indeed," I responded, my voice laced with conviction. "There shall be light, and I shall stand witness to its brilliance." Calista's voice trembled with emotion, her words resonating with a mix of frustration and desperation. "But Cassandra, this war is totally needless. Why can't you just call it off? Seek a truce or whatever?"

Outside, the city lights flickered once, twice then stabilized. A false calm. Before the storm. Calder’s network is exposed but not destroyed. His true weapons are moving. Ethan has crossed a line he can’t return from. And Ava has just learned the war isn’t against one man.

He looked out at the sea of Alphas, his voice dropping into a lethal, terrifying growl. "Elara is my mate," Calix announced. "If anyone in this room dares to take her away from me... I will start a war that will burn down the Malvern Hills." Tristan stepped forward, his fists clenched as he tried to mask his shock with anger. "You think a beta can start a war against royalty?" Calix slowly turned his head, his glowing, predatory eyes locking onto Tristan. For a split second, a raw, terrifying pressure emanated from Calix. "Try me," he whispered flatly.

Darkness was finally born and with it came his seven calamities, Demons of pure evil whose appetite for chaos had no end. A rift tore among the three races that they nurtured malice against each other. Within each of them, none could survive the cold claws of the 7 calamities alone, and as such they themselves became possessed by the evil. Beasts became monsters of insatiable appetite for flesh and blood, Men creatures possessed by their appetite, desires and dreams, and god's devil's and minions for the seven Calamities. It was all but lost in a world once beautiful and prosperous. In an attempt to restore what was once lost, Five elder gods came together in other to bring back the sun. But

The world seemed to hold its breath. Raiden’s instincts screamed to act, but she jumped back, gritting her teeth in frustration. She could control lightning, she could command storms—but this was no ordinary thunder. Calamity lightning was heaven’s judgment made manifest. Even a goddess of war with lightning affinity could only influence general tribulations, and even that came at a cost to her divine body. Interfering with a Calamity Tribulation was to challenge the heavens directly—a suicidal act. Every god of war and dignitary present took a collective step back. Even the strongest among them wouldn’t dare touch that thunder. Heavenly wrath was absolute—those who interfered would be annih

I bend down to look at the signalling machine for faults. “X? Is that normal?” I turn around to see what he’s talking about, probably the black hole they have contained in the centre of the system. I was totally wrong. The first post was totally wrecked, and the rampage of what ever did this stretched as far as my eyes could see. Whole battle planets were reduced to chunks. I saw the trail of destruction was headed towards Le’uthara. “Ko'vren, forget the docking, head to Le’uthara... now!” The enemy had begun attacking again, this time on a higher scale. This was all out war. Someone decided to pick a fight with the Gentry. And by Fos, they were winning.

A violent storm suddenly swept through the western side of the city. At both the hospital and the Cartwright Group headquarters, the electrical systems began malfunctioning over and over again. The wiring was brand new, yet the power would short-circuit out of the blue. Entire buildings would fall into darkness before the electricity was restored minutes later. Dean knew exactly what it meant. These were the signs of the world collapsing, and every time another abnormal event appeared, the System’s warning became more frantic. System: [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 15 hours, 12 minutes remaining.]