Milagro Beanfield War Book Review Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, I pulled him through the portal and once we got to the battlefield he removed his hand from his head. "This place is a dump," he said as he looked around, he wasn't wrong exactly though. Where the battle was taking place used to be the city's capital, people used to come here to see the giant cherry blossom tree but now it's nothing more than a lifeless tree. The buildings have been reduced to rubble, the sky is always gray, and you could always hear someone's cry for help. I hate nothing more than the sights and sounds of war, I'm just glad my sibling never has to hold their friends in their arms as they drew their last breath or even the weeps of those you grew up playi

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

“Yes. He said he’s changed and he’s sorry for everything he’s done.” “What? God forbid!” Michelle shouted, loud enough that people stared. “Keep your voice down! Rose whispered. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of going back to that monster?” “Calm down. I’m not going back. I’m playing him and all you have to do is watch,” Rose said, smiling mischievously. “We don’t need that! What we need is evidence!” Michelle snapped. Rose gave a sly smile, “and we’ll get it. You know the saying, "Keep your enemies close right?”

“ It might seem like that sometimes, but like I said before, life is more about how you react to what happened to you. Take those soldiers who went to war and came back a shadow of themselves? Yeah, they'd lost something they'd once treasured, but it's honestly not really what they lost that matters but how they react to what's lost. ” “ Hm… ” Mira thought about the book they'd just finished reading which shook both of them. The book was titled, Home front by a best selling author, Kristin Hannah. The book had been based on a woman who'd gone to war with the dreadful words of, “ I don't love you anymore. ” from her husband.

All around me the valley filled with shouts and the sound of impact and Mira fought beside her partner and her movements were sharp and desperate and I saw the fear in her eyes but I also saw the strength and I knew that she would not break. The coalition line kept coming and wave after wave and three times our size and they kept coming and I felt the weight of their numbers pressing against us and I did not know how long we could hold. Above us the sun broke fully over the ridge and the first light of dawn touched the battlefield and the real war began and I knew that nothing would ever be the same after this day.

Taz turn on a small torchlight which he had taken along with him before sneaking inside the sacred library. Every book in the library was about the blood moon beast. Despite the alikeness of all the books, there was a particular one that caught Taz's attention. It was a grey book with ancient inscriptions. He pulled it out, dusted it and hid it inside his garment and hurried out of the hidden room. Unknown to Taz, as he walked out of the room through the secret door and out of the library, the secret room disappeared and there was no secret library there anymore.

***Please note this book begins with events that occurred in South before progressing past the end of West*** Marigold The bear shifters waging war against the wolves was a horrendous part of the lupine species’ recent past, one that no one wanted to see a repeat of. My heart ached from the mere thought of all the lives lost on both sides of the battle, but I was a firm believer in everything happening for a reason. Take the war for instance.

"The midwife said she'd never seen a baby so alert, so aware of his surroundings. Sometimes I catch him staring at empty corners as though he sees things the rest of us can't." Sarah and Mary exchanged a glance that spoke of shared knowledge, and Iris realized she was witnessing another layer of Millbrook's carefully guarded secrets. This wasn't just a town that had been touched by Eleanor's botanical innovations—it was a community that had learned to accept the extraordinary as part of their daily reality. "Mrs. Whitmore," Iris said carefully, "are there others in Millbrook who share these... unusual characteristics?" "More than you might expect," Sarah replied. "War has a way of changing p

So they rose and continued tiptoeing till they came out of that land to a safe place where they could finally talk. Some of the warriors were already discouraged, one started murmuring that he wants to go back, that he is tired, that he doesn’t want to die like the warriors who have died. Dike tried to tell him that there is no going back till they get the Magic Beans but he refused and turned back to run so he ran as fast as possible but as he ran back into the land of Silence, he got whisked away also by these creatures. They could see now see some part of the face of these creatures as they devour the fleeing warrior, his blood-stained their mouth and part of their faces, and this gave vi

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the