Hero Class Civil Warfare Novels & Stories

Because in a civil war, no matter who won, the family lost. He picked up his phone. He dialed Aurora. "We have a problem," he said. "A five-hundred-million-dollar problem." And as he looked out at the city, Liam Cross wondered if the fortress they had built was strong enough to hold two kings.

"But it's precisely this decision of his that will thoroughly destroy the rest of poor Evie's life!" "It's okay. It's fine. This is just a typical romance novel with a love triangle. If Randy hadn't failed to rush back in time, or if he hadn't been separated from Evie, causing her to get married off to someone else, the later parts where he studied hard for Evie and finally crushed Cassidy under his feet wouldn't happen." "I know it's like that, but still, Cassidy is being too ruthless. Who does she think she is? Why is Evie's life ruined forever because of her? I'm so upset I'm going to cry!"

•Welcome! This story is going to be dark. There is going to be a lot of violence, abuse and swearing. This is going to contain explicit scenes of physical violence, dignity demolition and drug use. It is a dark romance! '''''\ Don't read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above mentioned topics . . . ''''On a lighter note:'''' This is going to be a beautiful tale of teens' love, friendship and enmity as well. Family drama, you name it.

she hissed, turning to rejoin her team as the enemy reeled from the sudden onslaught. Across the battlefield, amidst the chaos of clashing packs, Hart’s countercharge had begun to bear fruit. In a narrow corridor between shattered battlements, he rallied a group of warriors with a resounding cry. “For the pack!” he bellowed, and his voice carried like a clarion call. Together, they surged forward, cutting through the enemy ranks. Amidst the turmoil, a veteran named Marcellus locked eyes with Hart. “I never thought I’d see the day when rogues and old warriors stood side by side,” Marcellus admitted breathlessly.

Percy Adam, and their hybrid offspring, Chloe and Valentine. The Clovis army forms a defiant wall of resolve. At its helm stands Alpha Wilson, exuding an eclectic blend of rage and authority. His pugnacious stance is an unequivocal challenge to the Dark King, and his lieutenant, Jason, mirrors his determination, albeit with a more timorous edge. Selena, her dual nature an emblem of unity and war, is the axis upon which this battle will turn. She senses the antecedence of chaos lurking just beneath the surface, and her soul churns with the inexorable pull of familial ties and vengeful justice.

Then he lay down on his side, facing away. That was when I felt the dread fully bloom in my chest. I unfolded the paper carefully. The handwriting was firm, deliberate. Resigned. ******* It read “Alpha Damon, If you are reading this, then I have already made my choice. The civil war has grown beyond control. Brothers turn on brothers. Blood stains the land that once fed our children. I see no path where I survive this without becoming something I do not recognize. I will not give my enemies the satisfaction of dragging me through the mud of defeat. I will not allow them to parade my corpse as a symbol of their victory.

In fact many of the families are now, losing their sons, father and grandfathers due to the war. So, instead of being happy these situation has forced the Hallerus Citizen to be divided into 3 faction that have different opinion. The First faction is the one that people called the cowards, where these people took a stance of doing nothing but lowered their heads and just accept whatever the fates has in stored for them. Not even have the slightest motivations or intention the changed their lives and just foolishly decided to accept their current situations. The second factions is the rebel, it was those that just come back and survived the war, the civil war survivor these time were quite a

Deamus ordered another round for his commanders before continuing the story. "All of this happened millennia ago so most of it is lost to history. There are many stories, all different in a way but this they all have in common. The Emperor united the warring nations of Holy Terra under one flag before setting out to unite the colonies amongst the stars: The Great Crusade. During this crusade his oldest son, the Arch Heretic Horus, turned against him. Horus had a great lust for power and was jealous of his father's power. This caused a Civil War, splitting the empire in two. The war waged for decades, almost destroying the Imperium as a whole. During his final confrontation The Emperor fought

Well, at least he did not sound like a whore. He took a look around him. Yes, he deserved this, he thought, but he wasn’t going down like a weak damsel in distress. Alarick wanted him, then he’d have him. All of him. But not without a fight. “The gods have answered the Warlord’s prayer. Bards will make songs about this,” Avinash whispered to him, smiling. Erriene felt like screaming.