Iliad War Novels & Stories

Lucien slammed a reinforced door shut behind them and keyed in a code. Silence. Ariella slumped to the floor, shaking. Lucien dropped beside her, panting. “I told you,” he said breathlessly. “This isn’t just a marriage.” She stared at him through the smoke and terror. “What is it, then?” she whispered. Lucien looked at her, eyes haunted. “A war.” “A war?” she echoed, barely able to hear herself over the ringing in her ears. Lucien leaned against the cold stone wall, blood trickling from a gash above his eyebrow. His face was pale but unreadable — trained, hardened.

All eyes were again attentively focused on him, interest rekindled. “Good, my children. War ... well, war is kind of an argument. And it is called a dispute when two parties, i.e. two people, two families, two clans or even two peoples want to claim a certain cause for themselves without the intention of sharing it. Let us take an example: a farmer has a new cow that gives a lot of milk and therefore shares the milk with his neighbor. After a few days the neighbor comes and says that the cow actually belongs to him because it was grazing in his pasture. He demands it for himself and his family, while the cow gives enough milk for both families. Of course, the farmer doesn't see why he should

"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.

“This is the eighth time we have failed sire, it’s you who should worry about faring better” Alfred raised his beautiful black eyebrow and said, “You do want me to find it, don’t you?” “That’s the plan, yes. For your freedom, for your folks” “I’m free and my folks are dead” “But you are the last of them.” Mordant said in a whisper. Raising his voice he continued, “In your veins runs the blood of the Great Aethelwulf, King of the Ancients. The demiliens have brutalized your kind for too long. Not anymore Sire. The dwarf’s rebel all throughout Annicet. But they cannot win unless their ancient powers revoked. Only the chest holds the secret to ultimate power. I failed to locate it. I was never

He was cool to her fire, temperance to her carelessness. Iride was helped by Milo, another warrior. He had been struck down during battle only ten years ago. He had been a general on the other side of our war, the twenty-four year war that had ended with our Mother's death last year. He reeked of honor and blood. And yet, I can't help but think that he would be the most likely to help us if we were attacked in our uncle's court.

“Wait. Gabriella’s a Seer.” “And she’s said there’s nothing left but death!” I argue. “Delphi,” Aiden says, and Gabriella nods. I have a vague idea what he means even before he explains, and I’m not happy with where he is leading. “I had to study a lot of generals. I was supposed to be learning how to win wars. In something-hundred-something BC, Croesus of Lydia asked the Oracle at Delphi if he should attack Cyrus of Persia, and the Oracle said that if Croesus attacked the Persians, he would destroy a great empire. Croesus launched a military campaign against the Persians. He was defeated and captured, and the Lydian empire was destroyed. Not the Persian empire.

Facts about Athena Athena was the Goddess of War, the lady counterpart of ARES. She used to be the daughter of Zeus; no mother bore her. She sprang from Zeus’s head, full-grown and clothed in amour. According to Homer’s account in the Iliad, Athena was a fierce and ruthless warrior. In the Odyssey, she was irritated and unforgiving. In the route of the Trojan War, she struck Ajax with madness. Known for protecting civilized life, she used to be the Goddess of the City. According to some sources, Athena was praised for her compassion and generosity.

“You’ve misunderstood. Our military system of soldiers, battle warriors, war legates, and war duxes is the original. Your country simply imitated us. “Would you believe me if I told you that a war legate like me is equal to one hundred war legates from Navia?” “Are you insulting me?!” Hydra roared furiously with his fists tightly clenched. “Yes,” Adrian said flatly. Hydra said, “You’ll never know my people’s capabilities. Any one of the war legates of Luposia is equal to thousands of your soldiers. “You’ve never fought against me so you don’t know my strength. My advice to you is that you let me leave. Otherwise, Luposia will never let go of this.”

he says, his voice cutting through the tension. Everyone looks at him. He rests a fist over his chest. “I’ll follow you back to your pack, Lucian. Me and my warriors. If what you say is true, if your mate truly is what you claim…then we have no time to waste. This war has dragged on too long.” David's eyes narrow. “Son, you can’t just—” “I can, Father.” he interrupts. “And I will. The war must end.” David lets out a low whistle. “Guess you’ve got yourself a champion, Lucian.”

And just like that, morale was increased. King Pose's face darkened. There was no negotiations. War was bound to happen. There was no retreat. Today, its either the Haguar Kingdom or the Sitaga Kingdom who will survive. King Pose raised his hand and shouted, "Attack!" Queen Lustia saw this and also shouted, "Attack!" The Sitaga soldiers moved first, following their War General, General Wakid. Their footsteps thundering across the land, their roars reaching to the sky. Warriors with swords and spears, heavy metal chain balls, and so many other types of weapons rushed behind their defence soldiers.