Iliad War Novels & Stories

That is a declaration of war. *****************************************

The anger that was burning in his eyes now was like nothing Ada has ever seen. “You must believe me, if we shed any blood today, the Never-Ending war will remain with its name. And soon we would be sending our families into battle.” “Traitor!” The man yelled and all the soldiers of Alaocha chanted the word with at him. “She is telling the truth,” Someone shouted and the noise died down slowly. The armies of Ndiocha teared in two and a man walked out and stood beside Ada. They were standing in the midst of the two nations who were anxious to shred themselves to pieces.

Just nine months and I would lay in bed with her pressed against me. “I know everything about the Great War,” Maddie said. “My mom told me a lot of stories about it.” The war between the three Lycan Kingdoms was a brutal affair, with the clash of steel and the roar of battle going on for months on end. It was a war of tooth and claw, of strength and sometimes dirty tactics, as each Kingdom fought tooth and nail for dominance over the others.

"Like hell I will." Aldrin glared at him for a moment, then emitted a gentle sigh, as though working with a child. "You are making a terrible mistake." Abbadon took a step forward, taking a step in between me and the rest. His voice was lethal. "It's not going to happen on my watch." The tension dissipated. Lucian's smile widened. Aldrin put one hand up. The army mobilised. And the war had begun. The air was broken. A deafening roar echoed as the Council's warriors charged. A wave of dark armour and glinting steel swept forward like a merciless wave, their combined strength overwhelming.

“I guess she’s better than most of them have been, but marriage, I didn’t think I would ever see you married?” Cillian shrugged. “I’m not getting any younger…it’s nice to come home knowing there is someone waiting for you…which brings me to you lot.” He turned to look at Quinn making her drop her gaze and chew her lip. “Helen of Troy…the beautiful maiden that caused a decade long war ending in the complete destruction of an entire race of people…” He murmured, making Quinn fidget in embarrassment. “Knock it off, dad.” Reese growled. “None of this was her fault.”

He asked, his voice low and dangerous. “I would rather die in the hands of a real man, a man of his words, a real warrior than die in the hands of a pathetic excuse like Marcus,” I said. “And my bravery would add a lot to your pack. I am willing to serve you till my last breath.” “Serve me? To last your last breath you say?” Fenrir asked, his gaze hard and cold. “Do not lie to me or try to trick me. I hate lies and detest liars.”

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

This was…the worst, most fucked up thing that I have ever seen. Wolves are fiercely protective of their own and what they claim as theirs, so war isn’t unheard of. Though war has never been brought upon my pack in my lifetime until now, we have been allies to others who have brought us into their war. We have trained all our lives. And some of us are military vets who have been a part of conflict. In Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq.

When the armed men saw that it was William, they fired a few shots in succession. William quickly picked me up in his arms and slid down the hillside, holding onto me tightly the entire time. He had been shot in the left part of his chest, and his body was all bloody from being scratched by the gravel. Even then, all he did was protect me as he muttered, "Don't be scared." The culprits were quickly subdued. It turned out that they were spies who had snuck in, and they never expected to run into me head-on. A few years ago, William killed the pregnant wife of one of the men on the other side of the border. Furious, he wanted revenge on William.

“You’ve shown great improvement today. You have the potential to become a great warrior.” Aiel beamed with pride at the compliment. “Thank you, Reina. I’ve learned my lesson and I promise I’ll never gossip again.” Reina nodded, her expression softening. “I believe you, Aiel. But remember, being a warrior means more than just physical strength. It also means being honourable and honest. You must always uphold the values of our people.” Aiel nodded, taking in Reina’s words. She knew that being a true warrior meant more than just physical strength, and she was determined to live up to those ideals.