Love Is War Author Novels & Stories

Lyra was having a good time, although there weren't many women in the group, and that made many of the male rebels try to conquer Lyra. She simply rejected them politely and then continued to celebrate, which made her feel safe. In the midst of the celebration, in the forest, a rebel kept running, wanting to reach the base as quickly as possible. His abdominal pain made him think very bad things, so he needed help as soon as possible. He appeared in the middle of the celebration unexpectedly, claiming that the war had begun. Everyone was scared, but then they went to help him and ask him what had happened.

He could tell that the crowd loved it. At the back of the hall, Rose sang softly with the chorus, her heart swelling with pride. “Don’t go wasting your emotion, lay all your love on me. Don’t go sharing your devotion, lay all your love on me.” As Olivia paused for Tyler‘s instrumental solo, Rose couldn’t hold herself anymore. “That’s my son!” she shouted, her heart filled with joy. For the first time, Rose didn’t care about keeping him a secret. She wanted the world to know her son was part of something great.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

"They shouldn't just be cold statistics. It matters that someone remembers they once lived." Sam stared at the careful lines of text. And suddenly, he understood something. He had never truly loved the girl who once pined for him so madly. What he loved was this—this soul, who still held on to tenderness in the middle of a war zone. "Let me stay with you," he said, clutching my hand, his voice breaking. "In whatever way you'll have me." I gazed at him for a long moment. Then, finally, I gave a small nod. "As you wish."

"Do you hate him for what he did to you?" Ike paused as he considered the question. He had been terribly lonely waiting for Baja or Fenton or Shay to visit him, but he didn't hate the Dagerstanteen. "I don't hate Baja or you. I'm not even sad over the life I've lived. I am saying that love caused a war. Many Dagerstanteens have died because of what Baja chose to do. Love doesn't bring clear-headed thinking and planning for everyone involved. Love is selfish and wild."

I’ll nod when you write words you don’t mean. But in my heart, oh, in my heart—I will never forget. I’ll remember the sound of your voice on the other end of those calls. I’ll remember the way your hands shook when I caught you watching me. I’ll remember the pain in my chest, the way the world blurred, the way I almost died tonight. This isn’t love anymore. It’s war. And you don’t even know I’ve joined the battlefield. So go ahead. Keep writing on your little screen. Keep pretending you care.

Something worth fighting for. Love. And war.

War meant sacrificing people whose only crime had been loyalty to leadership that had prioritized personal happiness over collective safety. War meant proving love through methods that might destroy everything love was supposed to protect.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter 017: Civil War Sofia was surprised to hear that Spencer was at Lauren's coffee events. “How is that possible?” She thought. “he was supposed to be in Italy, why did he get back and why was he at the event? Why did he leave without saying hello?” was all that was going through Sofia's head as she hurriedly got Mary and sprinted back to the car to speak to Dave who was waiting by the car.

She was the villain in the book, but meeting her she looks and seems like the character that was made wicked when in reality they are just misunderstood. “Ever since I was born and created, this is the most confusing and uninteresting war I have ever experienced,” Octavia said. “Uninteresting?” I asked, turning to her. “Usually there’s always two sides in a war, winner and loser, but this one is none of that. All the wars I have witnessed it’s either there is a winner and loser, nobody wins and it is reschedule later, but this one turned out like feelings were caught and both sides fell in love with each other and stopped the war and that is very boring to me,” she said a frown on her face.