Makai Wars Novels & Stories

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."

Not after everything that's happened last week. I sank into the nearest chair, exhaustion and dread tangling together into something heavy and suffocating. "So Malakai's dead, the immediate war is over, and instead of actual peace, we're facing an even older, more hidden threat that's apparently been watching this entire situation unfold from the shadows the whole time."

He gazed at Maki with narrowed eyes thoughtfully. “You’re on the level of the God of War.” It was safe to say that Harvey was surprised. He didn’t expect that Maki could reach the God of War’s threshold after using the black paper figure. Of course, the elderly man would have to pay a hefty price in exchange for that power, not to mention that the power boost wouldn’t last for a long time. Nonetheless, Maki was still a God of War as long as the boost persisted. A King of Arms and a God of War were two completely different levels.

My group and I get ready to fight against the massive yellow drill wisp. Back at Shattered Inkopolis. Emperor was looking over the land that he destroyed, Maeka looked at Emperor, holding Solaris’ necklace. Maeka then sees another inkling revived by Emperor, her name was Black Rose. “Planning to lash out at me after what I have done long ago?” said Emperor with a sigh. Black Rose and Maeka were shocked to hear what Emperor said, Black Rose and Maeka didn’t say a word. “Who’s this inkling?” Black Rose asked Maeka. “Emperor, one of Arnold’s inkling characters he created” said Maeka. “Its Inkcanius Maeka” Emperor interjected.

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.

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