Civil War Fanfiction Novels & Stories

, I said, running my hands on my face. " Well, you should cheer up, at least your father woke up unlike some of us whose fathers didn't survive attacks from werewolves", she said, taking a seat next to me. I was sure the memories of her father ran through her mind. She was very close to him, but unfortunately he was killed during the last civil war between vampires and werewolves - a civil war that was never actually civilized. " Yeah, I should. And what's the occasion?" I gestured at her extravagant dressing, trying to change the subject.

Which is, to be fair, pretty much true, because right in front of us are two Alphas fighting like there’s no tomorrow, fighting like whoever gets out of this battle ground gets bragging rights forever, fighting like there was no way in hell their male egos would let them lose. Titus managed to bite the right side of River’s neck, making River let out a loud whimper, but he quickly regained his composure and with a lot of force, rams Titus on a huge tree trunk. “Shit!” The White Howlers–and me–are on the edge of our seats. I want to put an end to this, but at the same time, I want to see who will win. Is that bad? I mean, it’s not like I told them to fight. They came up with this conclusion a

Vasilia winced and then strolled up to Warren and slapped him, "Silence, when I am queen, the name will be outlawed." "Pffft," Warren laughed, "I played hockey. You'll have to do better than that to make me listen," he spat at her feet. Vasilia sneered and pointed to a soldier, "You there, pistol whip my future husband. He needs to learn a happy wife will lead to a happier life." There was something familiar about the soldier who approached Warren. He hesitated to hit Warren and whispered, "I'm sorry," Before he drove the but of the rifle down.

"Not bonded, not mated but… Merged." "What does that mean?" I ask. Catherine's eyes darken. "The civil war has begun," she says.

The sorrow curdled into a dark, toxic, and entirely unhinged obsession that flooded my system like a hot poison. If I couldn't have her peace, I would have her ruin. If the fated bond was a live wire that connected her soul to my uncle, then I would tear the entire district apart just to snap the connection. I didn't care about the Council audits or the defense budgets anymore. The high stakes of this civil war were no longer about a crown; they were about dragging the vanilla sweetness of her skin back into my shadow, even if I had to burn the Capital to the bedrock to do it. "Julian, look at me," Camilla commanded, her hand wrapping tightly around my wrist.

He scowled and scratched his head. “I heard you were stolen away from home for a bit and you returned with no memory, but I thought it was just a tale,” he said with concern. “Son-of-a-gun, it really happened.” He shook his head and patted his chest. “It’s me, Joshua Neely. We’ve been the best of friends since we were kids. No… more than that, we’re secretly betrothed. That old coot father of yours was so hard headed about you and me and...” he looked at her and shrugged, “then mama traveled to Virginia to see her sister and got sick and took me away from you and the war kept me away. But, I’m back and I plan to stay.” “You’re wearing a confederate uniform,” she said.

They said it enthusiastically: "Haven't you heard, the Northern army has allied with two other countries to fight their own army. I am afraid that the army of our country will be beaten to pieces." "Have you forgotten who is in charge of this war? The duke is known as the white ghost. With the army being deployed to that area, I think the Southern army will definitely win big!" Alice didn't want to listen, but she had to listen because their volume was loud. Not only that, this hot topic easily entices other people at the table to jump into the discussion:

He placed my legs on top of his shoulders as he sucked on my cunt. “So wet” Percy whispered “So fucking juicy” Percy slurped on my juices. He sucked my wet pussy. I couldn’t help the moans that escaped my mouth. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I felt like I was flying. I was getting lost in it when I suddenly remembered something. In that moment, I saw visions of my village burning. I saw my father killed before my very eyes, right in front of me. I remembered the children screaming and running. I remembered my people dying and crying out for help as the soldiers killed them, with no mercy.

That's how life works here. So when you broke the rules and took mom back to earth, you messed up my fate along with your own. The first spirit has a plan, and she said it set it in motion by making me a journeyer. You have to trust her dad! And she knows what she's doing. She's going to get us back on the right track. The civil war is approaching. She may not be able to stop it, but she can make sure we're on the winning side. I can't give you all the details. I don't want to change the outcome, but trust me. We're going to play a major part. We just got to have faith.