Makai Wars Novels & Stories

They would find out in dismay that they lost more money from their army than what they gained in territory. Most of the warmongers realized that waging war was a money-losing business. "Just as planned." The pacifists thought as they patted their backs. The treaties had been extensively drafted for just such an outcome. Without the tools to threaten a planet into a quick surrender, the warmongers had to rely on old and inefficient technology in order to conquer territories. It turned out the peace lovers celebrated too early. Ever since the legendary Mack Liu first stepped on the battlefield with a giant humanoid machine called a 'mech', war had changed forever. It advanced into a whole new

I beg her to tell me more, anything about what is happening outside these cement walls that stink of death and suffering. She can’t tell me much. Snatches of conflicts and skirmishes across the territory between Io guards and River Crest sentries. Nothing yet on the final outcome between Nolan and Thane or if there has been a formal declaration of war. Stars above, it’s so much worse than before. Before, I was Makayla Pride, the daughter of the alpha killer. Now, I’ll be Makayla Pride, a bringer of destruction and war. No pack will accept me, no territory will house me, and I’ll be even more of a pariah than before. If I survive, that is.

“May she keep you safe, and may she protect you from the evil hands of your enemies. I pray for victory in this battle, both for you, our family, and for the Lunar Fangs.” I whispered a small “Amen,” before walking away and leaving her in the room. I didn’t turn back because I knew I wouldn’t want to leave her anymore if I did. Theo, David and Marcus were already waiting for me in the war room. My great-grandfather was the last to use this room when he’d battled the Mahik’s pack. They hadn’t gone too far into battle before the Mahiks surrendered and agreed to sign a peace treaty. Because of how feared and respected we were, the Lunar Fangs hadn’t been in a brawl with any other pack since the

The remaining workers in the courtyard instantly dropped their tools, their ears pinning back as a heavy wave of dominant, unfamiliar magic crashed over the valley. The main iron gates shook as a column of dark armored warriors marched into the territory. They weren't wearing the fur and iron of the northern packs; their armor was made of polished midnight-blue steel that caught the pale sun. At the front of the column walked a man who made even the tallest vanguard soldiers step back in apprehension. It was Malakai. He was the Supreme Commander of Gina's original pack, and her father's most dangerous warrior.

Werewolves won't go crazy attacking vampires, that's the law from time immemorial. Today, Maki's house has guests, she got up from her chair to prepare food. Maki looked at the flowers blooming around the house, her eyes fluttering. She lived a long time, she was once worshiped, but Maki gave up all her family glory to come to this strange and peaceful place. “Maki, are you at home?” A familiar voice rang out. "I'm here."

I cower thinking of the one-time Max put her on his bike and took a picture of her, it lasted five seconds but apparently Rory had someone watching us for a long time. "Mr. Mahoney, I'm sure the picture looks bad, but the Nightmare Warriors are friends of mine. They are no part at all, a danger to my child. She loves them, they are like a bunch of uncles." I don't mention the relationship I have with their Road Captain, figured that small bit of information would be best left out.

he growled angrily, "We haven't heard from you since you betrayed us, abandoning us in the middle of a fucking war, to run and hide with your tails between your legs!" He was shouting by the end, with Alex placing a hand on his shoulder to try and calm him. "You fucking cowards!" he added harshly, before Mikael stood, his face dark, and Cameron fell silent, shaking his head. Vik only sat there smirking, seeming unaffected by the outburst, and it was Alex who spoke next. "History aside," he said, with a glance at Cameron, "It would be an exceptionally foolish choice to allow that kind of weapon to continue existing."

Mya, who was sitting by the side, spoke up, “Throughout the past four years, War Legate Draco fought in the Battle of Azure Creek, where he instantly rose to fame after saving the city from chaos. After that, there’s the Battle of the Horizon, where he brought peace to Northzone. There’s also the Battle of Sandy Beach, the Battle of Long Island, and many more. “He’s put an end to all the wars over the past four years and chased the outlanders out of the natural moat, becoming the undefeated legate. He hasn’t lost a single battle so far!” Reagan took a deep breath upon hearing all this.

His bone was almost visible it was a surprise he could even talk at all. “What is that?” Carl asked leaning closer. Even Noah leaned in to see better. “I may be wrong,” her voice was low but heavy with suspicion. “But he may have been stabbed with the Mekai.” “Mekai? What’s that?” Noah asked. “Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is a a dagger coated with the Mekai. As creatures of the moon goddess who has the blood of two pantheons in her veins, the Mekai does not necessarily kill us but it doesn’t render our powers useless. Healing becomes impossible and we