Makai Wars Novels & Stories

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

"It still doesn't sound that bad." "By evil, I mean any form of immorality, Anything against the law, including minor things like petty theft, lies, and other things which are mostly ignored by the society." "Well, that's horrible." "Yes Taz, it was horrible. It led to the complete annihilation of two other packs." "Oh my God." Taz said with his mouth agape. "Can it ever come back?" "It depends." "On what?" "It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace."

It mattered because Rayven had intercepted chatter about a possible extraction and warned me, in the language of men who have seen the world burn, that if I didn’t resolve this before sunrise, it would be resolved for me. But most of all, it mattered because her father and mine were locked in a game of chess that had been running so long the board was more blood than wood. And she was the piece no one could afford to lose. It mattered because her father and mine had been killing each other's people for decades now. What started with knives in alleys moved to boardrooms and bank accounts. Sometimes years passed without blood. But the bodies always returned, and both our fathers' fingerprints

And in that silence I looked at Austin, seated beside me at the war council table for the first time, and I thought, "five packs just declared war on one Omega who they are terrified of." They should be.

Lucas was a completely different matter. I grabbed her hand and held it firmly. "We won’t lose each other." Despite her lack of conviction, Maia nodded and tightened her hold on me. Lucas moved next to me and ran a hand through his hair before letting out a long sigh. "I never thought I’d be standing here, preparing for war." His blue eyes darkened with something unfathomable as I turned to face him. I hadn't noticed before the depth of his gaze, a vulnerability that he typically concealed.

"We just finished a war." "A war you did not fight in!" Keegan's eyes glowed red. He stepped closer. "The war is my problem, Malkar, not yours. Let's have that fight!" Malkar stepped back, his features twisting in a frown. The people were gathered now, and it bothered him more. He should've fled when he had the chance. He couldn't fathom why Keegan was taking his wrath upon him. Without warning, Keegan lunged at him, seizing him by the throat and lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing, and with a savage grunt, he hurled him to the ground. Malkar landed with a hard thud but was soon on his feet.

It stands cold and resolute; a symbol of the warfare that thrives in this kingdom. “Wow…” I whisper, unable to tear my gaze away from the intimidating structure. “You can see why Cassian is called the Warmonger; he developed every modern weapon we have today. Both for our world as well as the humans across the seas,” Malachi says with a grin. “After he killed my father, we were secretly in contact, discussing how we would end the war.” I turn my head to face them. “So the image you two portray in public where you supposedly hate each other—”

Kael presses, his voice low, now laced with an immediate, deep-seated dread that mirrors my own. I inhale deeply, the answer tasting like dry ash in my mouth. “Malakai is dead,” I start, trying to stick to the facts I can manage. “The battle on the summit has been over for a month. We won the war.” “But?” he presses, recognizing the tell-tale hesitation.

"But there is something more. It feels… familiar." Alexander scowled. "Familiar how?" Mikael did not respond at once. He raised his eyes to Raine. "Do you recall the wars of old, the wars that occurred before the establishment of the moon clans, before the human and the supernaturals now?" Raine blinked, his face growing somber as remembrance awakened. "The war from centuries ago, in heavne. The Rebellion of Lucifer." "Yes," Mikael replied. "This power feels theirs."

He looked at the twins, his grey eyes cold with a calculating fury. "You use your children as pack animals," Malakai spat, his arm whirring as he leveled a heavy iron cannon at us. "You prove my point with every breath, Emma. You are a regression. You are a parasite on the world’s resources." "We're taking back what you stole, Malakai," I said, my kinetic field humming a lethal frequency. "The North doesn't need your 'Accord'. We just need you to leave us alone." "I cannot leave a cancer to grow," Malakai said. He fired.