Eastern Front Book Novels & Stories

Selie’s cold, professional demeanor never wavered as she replied crisply, “Yes, Your Excellency. It will be done.” Unlike the troops stationed in the Northern, Southern, and Western fronts, my forces in the East had been on extended rest ever since the region fell under Aeternum’s control. They had enjoyed the luxury of recuperation, rebuilding their strength while others continued to press forward. It was clear to me that my troops were more than prepared for the task ahead. As Selie left my office, I watched her confident stride. “The time has come,” I thought, “to unleash the full might of the Eastern Front. My troops have rested enough; now they’ll show the world why Aeternum cannot be s

VANESSA'S POV The forced calm held, a fragile dam against the torrent of the Architect's advance. It was a terrible, necessary lie-a peace woven from sheer, agonizing will. But it held the line. The eastern front, though battered and giving ground, was no longer routing. They fought with a grim, robotic determination, a coordinated retreat toward the secondary defenses around the lodge itself.

Then he unfolded the Times and began to read. Advancing his homeland agenda, Adolf Hitler was pushing Poland toward a declaration of war as Benito Mussolini urged them not to resist. On the eastern side of Eurasia, the undeclared border conflicts primarily between the Soviets and the Japanese Sixth Army that had kicked off mid-May on the day he and Evelyn had returned from California raged unchecked in a battlefield along the river Khalkhin Gol. Japan was still embroiled with Britan over Tientsin, and Andrew made a mental note to follow up on some Mare Island contracts he'd initiated.