Lovely War Novels & Stories

asked a frustrated young Luna. "You never know when a war ends, all we can do is pray for them and rule the kingdom until they come back." Sighed the mother Queen. "The only time I witnessed war was when his majesty ambushed my small town and he stopped the attack straight away when he found me, so I'm not really familiar with such things." breathed the Luna of the north. "It might be thrilling for the males but never to us, winning a war portrays strength and viridity which I think is totally shallow, don't tell them I said that." Laughed Eleanor earning a small nod and a smile from Wren.

War started now. ***

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

I said, making Bruno's face to broaden with smiles. "Indeed, Lisa" He answered, his eyes glinting with warmth, "At the end of it all - Our Love later prevailed," he said, his wirds wrapped with emotions. "Just like Antonio and Sylvia - True love will always prevail," I responded, while we both smiled at each other.

A mafia war was one like no other, especially since we followed no rules. Well, in this one, things were different. We were doing this out of love. I was in this situation because of family. To protect my family and my love. This was going to be one of the purest and nastiest wars I was going to be entering. Pure, because its cause was one to keep my loved ones safe. I would do anything to ensure that none of them was harmed. That we all got out of this with as minimum loss as possible. I didn’t want to risk anyone’s life in a nasty man’s game.

War was at a loss. Tears never, ever had an effect on him. Never. Maybe once, but that was a long time ago. Standing in a small room with his mate, made him realize that he really was swayed by tears. His mate whose name was Pomelia. Which was a really beautiful name to him at least, was crying. Her little body was shaking while she wiped at her tears as they slid down her cheeks and dribbled down her chin. Her plump lips kept pressing together and trembling as if to try and stop the tears. To say he felt awful was an understatement. She was so sweet and kind and he had angrily grabbed her demanding that she sniff him, only to find out that she couldn't even smell!

“She was perfect.” Mr. Deleux nodded, his eyes going sunken and only when I watched did I see how practiced it was, how rehearsed his sympathy was. “I saw her as perfect too. She took after her mother.” I chuckled dryly, “she left a scar on everyone. Five years and I still can't forget her.” “She hasn't left my mind either,” he murmured. “I hope the other world is treating her kindly. She was so dear to me,” then he stood, “I'll get you alcohol.”

Lillian nodded but didn’t try to take a look at the guy who was trying to get out of the classroom, but those girls just won’t let him. “The funny part is, he doesn’t even give a damn about these girls. It’s a war zone now. Everyone is trying to get him to talk to them but he’s just... in my opinion, he’s cool. Such a bad boy vibe, but in a good sense you get what I mean?” Faith wanted to know. Lillian nodded again. She had no idea what the hell Faith was on about. A few minutes later their way cleared up and they made their way outside.

Well, at least he did not sound like a whore. He took a look around him. Yes, he deserved this, he thought, but he wasn’t going down like a weak damsel in distress. Alarick wanted him, then he’d have him. All of him. But not without a fight. “The gods have answered the Warlord’s prayer. Bards will make songs about this,” Avinash whispered to him, smiling. Erriene felt like screaming.

She screamed, still looking up. "Ahhhhhhh!" She screamed, like never before... War has started. This is survival of the fittest, Who will survive and who won't?