Makai Wars Novels & Stories

" Makaria shot back at the cluster of women surrounding her and her task at hand. She had rested only a short time last night, her two projects by the name of Warren and Pomelia keeping her up. Pomelia's emotions were strong last night. The young novice was petrified of being in such a new place with no guidance from her lug of a mate. Warren was walking on eggshells attempting to make his mate comfortable but Pomelia still wasn't. She worried all night and eventually ended up outside, her prayers and fears being spoken out into the wind and carried up to the goddess. Makaria felt for the mortal and did something that was neither wrong or right. A quick ball of light in the shape of a wolf s

“You left in the middle of the briefing. We’ve all decided not to wait for your father’s army to return. We’re going to storm the palace—there’s a good chance the other packs haven’t arrived yet, they’ll never expect us to counterattack so soon. I really believe we can win this war.” “There won’t be a war,” Malakai said, his tone distant and resigned. “So, you can call off your troops. Let them rest for the night.” Amani blinked, taken aback by his words. “No war? Kai, what are you talking about? The war’s already started. There’s no stopping it.” “Yes, there is,” he said, his gaze locking onto hers. “And I’ve already made sure of it.” Amani stared at him, confusion clouding her features. “W

The Shinigami Akoru whispered to Hashi, telling him of the second conflict, which was just around the corner, and how thousands of souls would flood the gates of the dead. Three days felt like an eternity, and they were there before they realized it. As they approached Royal Republic, crowds of observers began to form in the streets, and rumors began to spread throughout the town. They'd been missing for seven years, but now they'd returned. It was reported that the nation could sense the coming of a major struggle, with strong winds from all directions adding fuel to the fire, a lack of rain to dry the battlefields for carnage, and the sky filled with fowls fleeing the marching army. Drom k

“You’ve shown great improvement today. You have the potential to become a great warrior.” Aiel beamed with pride at the compliment. “Thank you, Reina. I’ve learned my lesson and I promise I’ll never gossip again.” Reina nodded, her expression softening. “I believe you, Aiel. But remember, being a warrior means more than just physical strength. It also means being honourable and honest. You must always uphold the values of our people.” Aiel nodded, taking in Reina’s words. She knew that being a true warrior meant more than just physical strength, and she was determined to live up to those ideals.

It was a domestic scent, so alien to this space of cold steel and flickering monitors that it felt like we had stepped into a different dimension. ​Malakai wandered into the kitchen then, looking significantly better after a few hours of sleep, though his neck was still heavily bandaged. He stopped at the sight of Julian Blackwood, the most powerful man in the North American pack system, flipping a slightly charred pancake while a four-year-old cheered. ​"I’ve lived through three gang wars and two Council purges," Malakai said, leaning against the fridge. "But this is easily the most disturbing thing I’ve ever seen."

22 A dragon! He was a god-damned, fire-breathing, humongous, large toothed dragon-kind Miaka had never seen a real dragon before and was as blown away by him as Kai was. Kai quickly jumped out of the way as the guy shifted, but even as a dragon, he was no match for a God. Kai - being a war God - had no real chance at losing any battle - dragons or not. Miaka ran to the small wooden stage to congratulate her hero, but her efforts were misplaced, she soon found, as the people of the town did not want to forgo the execution.

Baldwin said. The meeting was dismissed and all the elders went back to their quarters while Baldwin went back to the pack ancestral library, he wants to read of all scenarios that caused a war in times past. He read through almost all the books only to find out that before the great purge, most wars were caused by packs having witches and after the great purge the problem became the moon diamond, everyone wanted the diamond to be in their possession, but the blood moon pack successfully won the battles and kept the moon diamond to themselves. Baldwin came up with an idea and smiled then said;

Shadow said as he pulled his alpha up and the women helped Ji’lahni to her feet and heading back to the clinic where the alpha’s mother’s body was being held. At the clinic: Once they made it to the clinic Makahi was no longer crying. The anger was radiating off of him like waves all the wolves near him felt the anger simmering beneath the surface of their alpha. Everyone knew what all this meant. There would be a war coming very soon.

“What about the war” “Conrad won’t be a fool to go against us but if he does, I don’t mind” Kai was not fazed by the fact that he would be going to war, hell it’s as though he was looking forward to it. Why was I worried if he wasn't? “If you were itching for a fight, at least don’t put Amber in the spotlight” Preston scolded Kai and turned to me “Just ignore everything, the reason for this war was not because of you, Kai was going to declare war on the blood moon pack, with or without your involvement” He assured me, I think he was trying to make me feel less guilty.

Crafters pushed their bodies and poured their souls in making weapons while the rest fought to the bitter end, finally pushing back the onslaught of golems. David couldn't understand what was happening, but at least the pain subsided tremendously. Without him noticing, a small smile perched itself on his face. But as quickly as it came, it went away. The war was one of two fronts: The blood Forest and the Acid swamp. The first was against animals and the second against giant-sized reptiles and insects. With the appearance of the Forest and its puppets, there were not enough people in the swamp. That eventually bit them in the butt.