Makai Wars Novels & Stories

I sighed. "And so we left. Leaving a boy, confined to a wheel chair and his mother." I concluded. "And now he's back for revenge." Makaila voiced out and I nodded. "Seems so. Pretty obvious actually. He kinda threatened me." I confessed and Makaila looked at me for a while before looking away. I sighed. "Makaila, I know you look at me differently now." I stated and she chuckled. "Of course." She admitted and I sighed again. "But..." My face lit up when she said that.

Zeno:Great general everything is ready and we are ready to attack Neptune Kataros:perfect then let's go Zeno:Great general there is just one problem Kataros:what is it Zeno:Great general most of the men we captured committed suicide on board Kataros:that's not a problem just dump their bodies somewhere on the planet we will destroy the planet as well as their bodies (with an evil smile) Zeno:As you command great general (as he leaves to carry out kataros's orders) On Neptune the news of kataros impending attack on on the planet had caused a panic among the citizens as most were leaving the planet,so Palamedes called a war council of the army generals to make\think of a suitable war plan on s

He thought as he shifted to Kyro and ran in the direction of the people who took Pixie away from him. “They took my best friend from me.” Ji’lahni whispered as tears fell from her face, Makahi and the warriors got them to safety. “I know baby, I know but we need to go; we're under attack those men who shot that chopper down is headed this way so we have to move.” Makahi said, ducking behind a tree as a bullet whizzed pass them. Ji’lahni closed her eyes and took a deep breath, everything went completely still in that moment. She looked at both Mina and Lynn who were looking at her with sad, but pissed off eyes. She nodded and they all knew they were about to fuck some shit up. They called th

"But sir, the mud—" "I don't pay you to analyze the weather," Malakai snapped, his crimson eyes flashing with a sudden, vicious impatience. "I pay you to clear my land. The Tuatha Dé Danann thresholds are just past that ridge. Move the machines forward. Now." The mercenary commander swallowed his protests and signaled the fleet. The massive, steel-tracked excavators shifted into high gear, their heavy halogen headlights cutting blinding, artificial swaths through the blinding rain as they drove recklessly into the narrow canyon. Malakai leaned his head back against the headrest, closing his eyes as he took a slow sip of his wine. He could already taste the victory. He could already see himse

I wasn't the monster he warned me about. I was something stronger. I was myself. I did not end this war as one side, but as a bridge between them. This wasn't a kill for the hunters. Or for the wolves. It was mine. And with it, I ended more than a life - I ended a legacy. Malachai made me a killer. But he did not make me human. That part - the part that has always mattered - I kept for myself. Malakar wakes. I half expect him to look at me like I'm different now. But instead, he reaches out and brushes a leaf from my hair, smiling lazily.

"Okay. So you're aware that it's not a good idea to go against me." Deven's jaw clenched, but he remained silent. Amora sensed the thick, suffocating tension between them. "What is it that you desire?" Amora inquired once more, attempting to divert Malakai's focus from Deven. Malakai smiled, then quickly looked back at her. I would like to present you with an option. An escape route. Amora's brows furrowed. "What are you trying to escape from?" "He warned that the upcoming war would be smooth yet deadly," he said. Do you believe you can capture the Alpha King? "Do you believe you have what it takes to emerge victorious?"

It wasn't long after that the Moroi agreed in some of us partaking in human skirmishes once they found out about the effects of war on the Strigoi population. Strigoi thrive on war. Some of them would scour the battlefields at night and promise injured or dying warriors left behind immortality for their service. Others would raid camps in the dead of night and take soldiers away, covering their tracks under the guise that the men had abandoned their post and were declared deserters.

I questioned him. He looked at me and gulped. I nodded slightly. I wanted him to understand my hint. I don't know why, but deep down I had hope that he would confess his wrongdoings, try to stop this war. Because one thing I was sure about, it the war commences, Maya would kill every last one remaining from this pack. After a minute, Marshall rushed to the room. "Kaiser! What am I listening to? Maya wants to wage a war against us?" He shouted while entering the room.

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

And before Abraham could process his words thoroughly, he was running towards the camps. "You fucking bastard. How dare you?" Abraham ran after him. *** Minahil was setting up her camp angrily. She was angry at Yara for not being with her. Even though she herself hadn't brought her along but still it was Yara's fault that she had gone to Abraham's party and had angered Minahil. Second, she was angry at Kabir who had challenged her and then hadn't participated himself. He just wanted to laugh at her for her knack of accepting challenges. She could’ve killed herself, and he was there enjoying himself! Third, she was angry at Abraham, the dumb Gora, for intervening in her matter and on top of t