Ed Warren Novels & Stories

[Did this idiot forget that the largest shareholder of his talent agency is Dad? Mom sneered. Without lifting her head, she called out, "Damian." Damian pulled out the agreement in an instant. "Mr. Edward, pursuant to Articles 12 and 35 of the agreement, you have condoned Ms. Natalie's attempt to scald Ms. Nevaeh, and you have utilized your public influence to slander Ms. Nevaeh. You'll be blacklisted for one year, all your endorsements will be terminated, and your income for this year will be confiscated as compensation for Ms. Nevaeh's emotional distress."

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

"If Lord Ozera is the warrior he has claimed to be, I'm sure he can handle a few insults thrown at him. I doubt any real damage was done." I let out a small laugh, thinking about the rancorous talk that went on at camp and out in the field. He was right, if that self-proclaimed Moroi warrior had been anywhere near a battlefield like he said, then my outburst would be nothing but a small sting in comparison.

“May, Juno wages war against the outlands during the Purgatorium Rally, and the country enters a war era that lasts twenty years.” “August, Samantha’s son, Neo Xander, follows in his father’s footsteps and joins Purgatorium.” “End of October, Neo engages in a war at the border and performs outstandingly.” “December, Juno ends her reign as godking after twenty years and retires in glory.”

"Because you're not looking at the road, huh." Dionne pouted. "Why is there a stone on the road?!" Warren just laughed and Warren actually looked decent. Even his clothes are ironed and his skin is smooth as if he had no accident. Dionne also heard that Warren is a top notcher in their room while Dionne still has to act as someone else.

I stuttered. “Exactly. Your father’s pack is in danger. Our intelligent sources tell us that he is planning to wage a war against your father’s pack. You and I know that your father can not fight off Fenrir alone. Your father’s pack is the weakest of the four packs.” Ryker said, spitting nothing but facts. My jaw clenched. “Why would I be so sure , you are a lair Ryker. You are very cunning and manipulative. I can not place all my eggs in one basket by trusting you.

Julian opened it with shaking hands, and his world collapsed. Dear Mr. Marchetti, I have found the soldier who was with you and Mr. Carter in Normandy. He has given a sworn statement. Mr. Carter did not save your life out of heroism. He knew he was dying of his wounds. He bribed the soldier to shoot at you, then stepped in front of the bullet. He did this so you would owe him a debt, so you would take care of Lydia for the rest of your life. You were a fool to believe them.

I try to joke, but it doesn't sound funny. “You might want to make an exception for this one.” He stands, tension rolling off him. “Warren's not like Zane. He doesn't play by the rules.” Before I can respond, Warren appears at the end of our row. Up close, he's even more imposing than he looked on the ice. Same height as Zane, same athletic build, but where Zane's presence feels controlled and calculated, Warren's feels wild, dangerous, and unpredictable. “Marcus.” Warren's voice is smooth, almost friendly. “Mind giving us a minute?”

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

She rose, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the city’s fires shimmered like a thousand crimson eyes. Below, Valenfort prepared for yet another war where humans, vampires, and everything in between would soon redefine what it meant to call something peace.