Galaxy War Novels & Stories

God, she bristled. “Then what does it become?” she said. I kept my gaze level, let the word out like a bullet from a precision trigger: “A war.” There was no drama in it. No raised voice, no flourish. Just the realignment of priorities. If her father believed I had orchestrated the attack.

And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina. Once I am officially 21, I can formally join the ranks of our Gamma's Warrior System. I'll try to simplify it. There are five classes in total, which are your training phase. We can start as early as 16-17 to prepare for our first shift on the first full moon after our 18th birthday—classes 1 and 2 specialized in strength, stamina, and pain endurance training. Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain.

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.

transformed. "No," Ronan said, standing up and drawing his sword, pointing it toward the crimson horizon. "That was just the skirmish. Now, the Great Lunar War begins. She has her army of shadows, but we have the light of the Moon. And this time, we aren't just defending a fortress. We’re taking back the world." Across the valley, thousands of wolves began to howl—not in fear, but in a unified, terrifying chorus of war. The era of secrets was over. The era of the sword had begun.

“If we’re just food, we’d rather be dust.” “June, don’t…” Dante gasped, voice rough as grinding stones. Leo sat beside her and took her hand. “I’m not cooking either,” he whispered. The Architects backed off. The gold masks glowed, pulsing with anger. “Fine,” the Triangle snapped. “If you won’t be the meal, you’ll be fuel for the fire.” The floor split open. Instead of a pit, it revealed the whole galaxy. June saw thousands of other “Tooth” ships, each orbiting a different planet. Every star was just another field to farm.

Galaxies might seem immense to the life that inhabits its planets, yet when one goes beyond a galaxy, you find that even galaxies become small, and endless, constantly emerging one after another… you begin to realize that even galaxies who are made of so many gigantic spatial objects are but the stars of the eve outer universe… And even then, enormous clusters emerge with countless galaxies stuck together… Is there even an end to the vastness of creation? Many had wondered about their purpose in life and what they wanted to be, many felt overwhelmed by the vastness of creation. Within this universe, where the corner of it all is, there are constant intergalactic wars for resources and more…

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.

"Visualize the transformation." "I'm visualizing so hard my brain is about to explode. Go and help him?" Miro grinned. "Help who? Stralath or Darghelm.” "Being an indecisive bitch isn't a joke." Galene jabbed a finger at the beach. "They're about to declare war." "I won't leave you unprotected during a shapeshift."

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

I close my mouth and tilt my head before laughing at her again. "My cancer isn't in my brain, you know. I am lucid," I say, and she nods before handing me the contract she pulled from her bag. "I am aware of what type of cancer affects your body. I am also aware that you are running out of time. The government wants to keep the existence of aliens secret, so the selection of candidates is strict. Only terminally ill women of age can be considered. The virginity rule is listed in the treaty. Women going to the mating games are basically prizes for the galaxies strongest warriors. Because while the majority of the planets signed the peace treaty and stopped fighting, there were planets that di