Invincible War All Marks Novels & Stories

"You're right. We attack on three fronts: Vance, Thorne, and your vultures." "Exactly. No more half measures," I said, my own adrenaline spiking. "I want my legacy back, Mark. Not just because it was mine, but because it proves that bastards don't win. Ever." His lips curved into a dark, wicked smile. "Consider it done, little bird. First, we secure my position. Then, we burn your family's house down." The corporate war climaxed on Friday morning. Mark and I arrived at the Arthur Holdings headquarters in full battle gear: him in an impeccably tailored black suit that screamed confidence, and me in a sharp, business-appropriate emerald dress.

Slowly and gracefully the three ships joined formation with the massive supercarrier. Though the Invictus with its three kilometers length was an impressive sight for anyone to see. She was simply a speck, however, compared to the majestic might of the Twenty Kilometer long vessel. The differences didn't end there. The Invictus was mostly smooth and, aside from a few main turrets and the lines of Point-defence Guns, had a flat and sleek appearance. Ark Imperial was littered with 'small' turrets. Small being at least tens of meters high and wide which boasted multiple barrels per turret, the ventral section mounting dozens of skyscraper-sized antennae for fire direction of the vast array of w

It was about war. And the Alpha and Flame had finally joined. Together. Unstoppable. Lily The storm broke two days later. Not from the skies—but from the north. Word came through the bloodline first. Whispers that tasted like metal. Warnings that set my skin to burning. “They’ve crossed the outer ridge,” Marcy reported breathlessly, tablet still clutched in her hand. “Three hundred strong. Rogues. Witches. Something else… something darker.” The war room went silent.