Hundred Years War Books Novels & Stories

They weren’t just gold, they were fucking glowing. I knew my eyes were wide as I looked back at my mate and the elementals who seemed to all know what was going on while I didn’t. Anna and Nel were behind me and just as confused since they couldn’t see my eyes. “I had this theory,” Gust started. He proceeded to tell me that a few weeks ago he had found a book online and ordered it. It was an old history book from an ancient library and he had to use a bit of his powers but he got it delivered to him. It was a book of tales of the history of all magic in the world. It was a rare book that acknowledged the existence of elementals as fact, not fiction. So that had intrigued him. And while he ha

he whispered. "...because blood remembers." Lucien smiled for the first time since entering the library. "Now you're asking the right questions." Adrian barely heard him. His attention had shifted to another shelf. Hundreds of journals stood in perfect order. Each spine carried nothing except a year. 1348. 1349. 1350. 1351. 1352. 1353 Years that historians associated with plague, war, conquest, or catastrophe. He pulled one volume halfway from the shelf. "Why these years?" Elias didn't stop him.

I was with him always when he had made plans or deals with other kingdoms or just choosing the right decision for himself--I was always with him guiding him and he himself guiding me. I know that my existence had succeeded over twenty years--an age every woman gets married and already has children at but that does not mean I have no opinions and feelings enough to get wed without my input. I cannot reject this proposal since Azaleth may start a war with us. They have highly trained knights and many weapons, a lot of which we do not even know about. If we ever have a war with them, we would lose. We have already lost so many knights and warriors in the Great war of Dajoah and Caldorus.

My breath caught in my throat, my lips parting as the words rang in my ears. I stared at it, reading it over. And over. And over again. Something heavy started in my chest, spreading through my entire body with a speed that made my breathing catch. My grip on the book tightened. "It had not always been like this," I whispered, my voice unrecognizable even to my own ears. My eyes found the pages again, my heart pounding in my chest as I read the words that changed everything. 'The decade-long conflict that constitutes the Great War resulted in catastrophic losses on both sides. The wolf population, while militarily superior in individual capability, suffered an unexpected disadvantage in the

Xavier thought for a while. "Unfortunately, after The War, a lot of books and manuscripts were burnt. But I will see if there are any books in our mansion," he offered. Erica quizzed, "You keep saying, The War. What is this?" Xavier shook his head and sighed, "The Rosamond and Merek you are speaking of, were not only known for their bravery and their strong reign but also because it was at this time when a massive war had broken out. The book I have is a rewritten, albeit an old version, journaling a supposedly detailed account of this war. But I think the part which involved mages were omitted tactfully, giving us a much cleaner and less brutal and complicated picture of what happened. Due

I pulled out another book, and another, and another. Then I found it. The book was larger than the others, bound in dark leather with a silver clasp that was tarnished with age. I opened it, and the first page was a map of the Northern Lands as they had been centuries ago, before the war, before the treaty, and before everything. I turned the pages, and I read. The war had lasted fifty years. Fifty years of blood and fire and death on both sides. Humans had fought Lycans, and Lycans had fought humans, and the land between the territories had become a graveyard where nothing grew and nothing lived.

Myan shifted uneasily on his seat which was located at the front row, giving him an eye-to-eye contact with Signor Gosbald, the long bearded dwarf. "The special forces ascribed to unearth the causes of the Century-long war have pegged the cause of the conflict that lasted for roughly a hundred years on y'all - the Necromancers and Inyangas, Elementalists and Tofras, too and for that reason, to keep all of Wabrook and the world safe, we will be going through series of activities quickly." A warm wind blew into the Chamber of Duties upsetting a few blue, spiral binded documents that were held in Gosbald's thin hand causing him to go silent as he reached to the ground for it.

She commented as she picked up the paper she was taking a note on. "The book is written by a woman called Lady Waina Silver. It says that the woman was present during the war thirty years ago so she could document the war well. She traveled with the women who cooked and nursed the soldiers so she was pretty close to the events that took place at the time. Sources are names as well but it's an endless list of men and woman who had surrounded the war, but a few names stood out, which are the four horsemen of the war..." So Old Lady Waina wrote the book herself? How interesting? I wonder how she wrote it though and how she followed the king to war. Thirty years ago might be a long time but I ha

he said kindly. She immediately said in nervousness, “Thank you, but you don't have to do that for me. I took this book because I had never seen a book like this before. May I ask you what book is this?” “This is a medieval history book about the first crusades. I have seen with my own eyes humans kill and slaughter their own kind for something they believe in. That’s very interesting, and that’s why I wrote this book,” he said and smiled. She furrowed her brows in thought. “Seen?” she asked in her mind curiously.

I also spent a lot of my free hours during the evening studying the books on the city, I took in so much information in the first couple of days that it felt as though my brain was going to pop. The books Peter gave me were more than helpful, there was a book on the first war, detailing how the council first came about and how their greed for power instigated the first war, for the most part it was written by people who had lived through it all, it went on to explain about the many battles and losses both factions faced and finally how the treaty came into effect, there was even a copy of the signed treaty in the back, something that fascinated me for the best part of a day, until the other