Lovely War Novels & Stories

Ivandor repeated as he had told him before. "You haven't really kissed that much girls though. Just Lila, Farren, Grace and Ulani. And I'm very sure you said it was the best kiss of your life when you kissed them too." "Did I? Well, you know what? This particular one supersedes all like a ratio of 2 to 100. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in all my years of living. She has long blonde straight hair, her skin is as smooth as silk, like that of a new born baby's, her cheeks are rosy pink and she has light freckles on her pointed nose. Her voice is soft as summer rain, her eyes are the bluest I've ever seen, she like a freaking doll. Her touch gave me chills , it made the hair o

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.

THE HARROW LOSING FUNDING STREAMS. Varian exhaled slowly. “One crack sealed.” “Ten more to find,” Liora said. He nodded. “Together.” “Always,” she replied. The rain eased outside, but neither of them noticed. Their war was shifting again—from shadows to institutions, from bullets to trust—and somewhere in the space between, love had become both weapon and shield.

“She has to learn, Go and tell her. By all means, my people can’t break.” “Yes, Alpha.” They both bowed a little and left. “It’s started… worthless bond.” Lucille spoke when the scorching smoke became visible to her as she went down, transformed and howled to let them know the war had started. “Should have just killed me or broken this. You will know the pain of loving a disloyal.” Speaking coldly, aware of her own self, she left to assemble. When Leonel heard the howl, a smirk came to his lips as he howled in return to start their war officially. “You will come to me, Love. With or without your consent.” He thought, advancing with Daniel and others.

he stated and I nodded in appreciation. He turned around and left wile madam Eloise stared at me, different emotions running through her eyes. I wonder why she seems more affected than I am, it was like she read my mind when she suddenly spoke up. " My only daughter was raped to death at the age of eighteen " she revealed smiling sadly and I froze in shock. " I'm so sorry I brought back the bad memories " I apologised mentally blaming myself. " It's ok, everyone has thier dark past they are trying so hard to forget but sometimes, it just seems impossible " she muttered staring at me blankly.

"Adrik, you are so macho, your muscular physique simply draws me in, your greenish eyes, your attractive face, and your manhood aura is making me go wild for you even more," Olivia, his brother's wife, said, climbing onto his lap and rubbing her body against his. "Stay away from me." He only said one line with no expression on his face. "I don't want to, darling Sexy, you're more gorgeous when you're angry." Olivia continued to brush her soft skin as she reached down for his _."

"Kill them." The island erupted into war. Gunfire echoed through the ancient monastery. Bullets shattered stained-glass windows, stone statues crumbled, and smoke filled the air. The Royal Guard fought with disciplined precision. The Shadow Wolves moved with ruthless efficiency. For the first time, two legendary forces fought side by side. Lorenzo pulled Lorrie behind a marble pillar. "Stay here." She grabbed his sleeve. "I'm tired of hiding." "You were shot yesterday." "I'm still standing." He looked into her eyes. Even now, she refused to surrender. A faint smile touched his lips. "That's my wife."

“Me?” King Harvey nods. “Elena, the war was to be kind to humanity, only myself. The King of The North was my ally for the briefest of moments. So… it was a lot of violence, a lot of fighting. I call it a war, but it was battle after battle taking over areas… so yes, a war but nothing glorious. I knew humans deserved better. I feel I was rewarded finally with you as my wife.” “Me?” I repeat, feeling faint.

Hugh further asked. Lovelace answered, “They say that women often change their minds. I realized we have to go through this civil war and let good prevail over evil. As we talk now, Camp Andrea has probably turned into a battle zone between the Defectors and those who remained loyal to the regime. I thought killing the Chairman would just turn him into a mythic figure. If he’s dead, his legend won’t die that soon.”

~~~~~ A FINAL QUOTE — THE ONE I NEVER USED There’s one line I never found the right place for in the story. But maybe this is the place. It was written as a whisper from Lorenzo, long after his death, meant for no one and everyone: “If they remember my war, let them also remember this: I loved the woman who ended it.” That’s the heart of it. ~~~~~ TEASER: THE NAMES YOU HAVEN’T HEARD YET "The Bloodstorm was just the beginning." "There are still names the world hasn’t learned to fear."