Mandalorian Wars Books Novels & Stories

Micha nodded in understanding and we continued searching through thousands of ancient books. Then we saw it. Another book—this one titled: "WARS OF THE REALMS." We looked at each other, excited. But we braced ourselves, afraid it would be blank like the first. I opened it— And the book didn't open. The cover was iron mixed with wood, heavy and old. I tried again. Nothing. Micha suggested we burn it. Maybe melting the metal would open it. So we threw it in the fire. Nothing. Not a scratch.

When we weren't training, she made us spend all our time in the library. “Is it wrong to read those books?” I asked. “No. It's never wrong to read, sister.” She cupped my cheeks softly. “But the power in reading is knowing which information you can weaponize and which one to ignore. The lies in books are just as much as the truth.” I nodded, already committing her words to memory. She sighed and drew closer to me. “Remember this, Eloise. No one out there is your friend. They're all enemies waiting to strike you the minute you let your guard down. Use every weapon at your disposal to destroy your enemies before they destroy you. Always make the first move.”

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Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”

July 19 finally came and that day, from the very morning, Meredith felt that the opponents were approaching. Around noon, she notified everyone: - The army will soon emerge from behind the trees, they will come from the forests to the east, I feel the very strong demon energy. There are a lot of them... More than we expected. They also took the worst scums from the Underworld with them, vampires, strigoi, trolls and other monsters, all children of the darkness.- Meredith said, staring at the forest wall.

Riley said that blatantly. Hearing this clear and curious explanation, Brockley could only nod several times. On another occasion, Brockley, who had turned twelve years old, then asked for something. “Tell me about the old wars!” Like a history teacher, Riley opened one of the old books that recounted the wars of the BC era. He told about the brave commander who led the war troops. Brockley stood up with a fist clenched. “I will be a warlord too!” he cried in a very loud voice.

The Deads – this name still gives me the chills – go to train with the other warriors, saying that they want to see if the wolves have any chance against the Undeads heading our way, and Thea and Leo’s sons drag Lia and Blake outside, having mentioned something about getting to know their cousin. Thea and Leo also decide to leave, which means I’m now alone with Ren. Only after we’re alone does my man shed his tough mask and lets me see how worried he really is. This… crisis we’re facing is tearing him from the inside. He bears the weight of this war and every life involved in it on his shoulders and it’s wearing him out.

“Where I come from a mate is like a wife or a husband. And we mate for life with one mate, and we never stray. We can’t it is not in our DNA to do so.” “And where is it you come from?” He stares deeply into my eyes. “Please promise me you won’t say a word to anyone. I need to know I can trust you with this.” “You’re scaring me,” I whisper. “Oh, honey. Don’t be scared. I would never hurt you. I can’t ever hurt you.” “Then what are you trying to say to me?” “I need your promise, Bri.” I slowly nod, “I promise.” He takes a deep breath, “In answer to your one question about where I come from. I come from another planet in a different galaxy from yours. My planet is called, Drakkon. Remember what

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Aefstine wasn't paying much attention to the conversation though. There was a warrior, right in front of him. Aefstine had heard a lot of tales about the Warlord King of the Maud, the wars he'd fought, and the battles he’d won. He couldn't believe that the same man in those tales was standing right in front of him- well not technically in front of him, more like in front of his father, but still… He looked up in awe at the hero he used to hear about all the time. That was King Randal Dyl Nirmolak.