Ed Warren Novels & Stories

“I don’t know what to say.” A moment passed. The tension in the room remained, even in the comfort of the blanket wrapped around him. Then, quietly, Jeffrey asked, “Are there others… like Dave?” Ronald didn’t hesitate. “He was the fourth. Two are married now. One is in a gay relationship. Dave was the only one who refused to move on.” Jeffrey exhaled slowly. “What did you do to him?” His voice held no malice, only confusion. “Why was he so... submissive with you?”

I opened it. One new message. Wrong platform. Check the war room. And that was how Renaud broke: not into weakness, but into truth just in time for the next message to drag us home again.

“Hal?” Shay looked up briefly. “My brother.” “Ah. Right.” He shifted. “I’m sorry.” “Yeah, me too.” “Do you want to talk about them?” he asked gently. “No.” She shook her head. “Right now, I want to hear about you.” “I promised, right?” “Right. A promise is a promise.” “It sure is. OK. So.” Warren sighed and chewed on his steak, trying to think where the hell to begin. “I was born and raised in a small town in Kentucky.”

That was… After casually adding her, I nodded to signal she could leave. I opened an app and clicked on that familiar post. An account named "Glenda", with an avatar identical to Glenda's, appeared in the comments section. This was the same person who kept encouraging Joanna to quit and gave her advice under the posts. Glenda Woodard was the very same Glenda. That realization sent a shock through me. "Mr. Pearson, we have a problem! Joanna barged in and is fighting with someone!"

she said crossing her arms. “Depends who you talk to. Some think 25, others not so much.” Daniel shook his head. “In human years I am over 5,000. I've trained years for a pending war everyone feared would happen sometime soon,” he said looking at Abey. “I've been with Abey throughout her lifetimes. She has seen many wars, felt many pains, and seen even more death and torture.”

I see Charlie look at her, concern covering her face. Declan raises his hands and the nearly quiet crowd becomes completely silent. “My friends, we are at the end of a very long and painful war. We have won…but not without cost.” Here, his eyes scan all of the wolves that are seated in the front row. They are the mates and family members of the wolves that died this day. It’s true. There isn’t a single wolf here, from either side of the war, who hasn’t lost a family member or friend in this. All because of hate and desire for power from two insane wolves.

(confused) but how sire) Karl:(goes to him and puts his hand on his shoulders) you don't have to worry about that, just go and prepare the troops Philemon:ok sire(leaves) On planet Mars preparations were in top gear to attack kataros's ships while Brian and his mom along with his sister got into an argument on his agreement to lead a million men to fight kataros Amanda:(in her son's room) Don't you see it's a bad idea you might killed or don't you care about me or your sister Britney (Brian's twin sister):I think you should not risk your life in this war you could have refused instead of putting your life at risk Brian:(on his bed)look I understand what you and Mom are saying but I have a du

James giggled and holds Omar’s hands. “You see, Andrew is gay.” He said looking at Omar who sat with his mouth agape. “Don’t be surprised yet. I am also gay. It’s obvious that you can tell that.” James added, flinging his hands. Omar was still looking unbelievably at James as he came out to him without fear.