Make War Not Love Novels & Stories

Not just motherhood. But war.

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

He wanted that so much that he was ready to force me into that marriage. I remember there was times when he made me feel loved. As if he really loved me. I was his own daughter for god’s sake! How could he do this to me? The war hadn’t started with gunfire. It had started with ink. And now that I’d seen the signatures— I would make them bleed for every letter. -------------------------------------------

“You need to take this seriously. That man destroys anyone in his path. Judges, politicians, police—he’s bought or buried them all. If you keep this up, he’ll make good on that promise.” I leaned back, fingers steepled against my lips. “So you’re saying I should walk away?” “I’m saying you should live to fight another day. Don’t confuse bravery with recklessness. I know how you feel about her, but this isn’t romance, Damon. This is war. And wars bleed men dry.” The words echoed in me. War. Yes. That’s what this was. But Marcus was wrong about one thing. “This is love,” I said, my tone steady.

That is a declaration of war. *****************************************

She rose, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the city’s fires shimmered like a thousand crimson eyes. Below, Valenfort prepared for yet another war where humans, vampires, and everything in between would soon redefine what it meant to call something peace.

Just as I was about to cross over to a new world, Benjamin appeared before me, desperately calling out, “Lisa, will you give me another chance? I promise I won’t–” I cut him off. “No need. I’ve let go of everything. I don’t hate you anymore, but I don’t want to love you again either. This is it.” “Please, don’t do this…” As he screamed my name, I crossed over, moving on from that life once and for all.

Adrik said, rising up to go upstairs. He couldn't bear the thought of seeing his brother's wife in such a state. In that thin silk black dress, her full body figure was just revealing everything. "Hey, don't go." Olivia said as she hugged him tightly from behind. Her soft body pressed against his firm back. "Will you leave me alone?" he asked, removing her hands from his chests. "I'm afraid I can't leave. Adrik, why don't you understand how much I love you?" "I have no feelings for you and will never develop any because you are my brother's wife, so behave yourself." Adrik stated in an irritated way.

I said directly to him. "Well! That is my son. Can I meet her?" my dad asks. Here we go again. JAMES SORIANO'S POINT OF VIEW Is it this was love felt like? It was almost two weeks when I first meet Valerie. She was a fierce lady. I like the way she was. She's attitude, her looks, she is smart, and a lot more interesting about her. I've never seen Ethan for over a week now. Maybe, he is still recovering. On what, Valerie did to him. Suddenly, A hands cover my eyes.

Julian snarled. "It is my business," Whitman said. "I love her. I’ve been there for her when you weren’t. I’ve supported her, I’ve protected her. I would never hurt her the way you did. I’m the one who deserves to be with her. Not you." Julian stared at him, speechless. Finally, he said, "I won’t give up. I’ll win her back." "No, you won’t," Whitman said. "She doesn’t love you anymore. And she never will again. Now leave. Before I make you leave."