Movie Conflicted Novels & Stories

"Mr. Hillarca, is she your rumored pregnant girlfriend?” Is it possible for the two companies to merge? "It is said that there is a conflict between the two families; is it true?" "What can you say, Mr. Hillarca, about the spreading news that you propose to Ms. Althea?" Among their many questions, only two words entered my ears. Conflict. Althea.

“I know that this might not be what you want to hear, I just can’t help but…” “The fact that you would think that I don’t want to hear what you have to tell me, what is running through your mind, and what you want to talk about is more annoying than anything that you would want to tell me,” he said, making me let out a low laugh. “Don’t worry, baby girl. I know that things are going to be hard, and the conflicts that we deal with are a lot harder than we would want them to be. But the two of us signed that contract the night that we chose to side with one another against a bomb that was sent to us as a trap.”

I gasp. “Because you don’t fit,” the figure says. “Not together.” “Shut up!” Leon snarls. He tightens his grip on me. Pulls me closer. Defying it. Immediately— the core reacts. Violently. The entire room trembles. Cracks spread faster. Deeper. “CONFLICT PEAK REACHED.” “RESOLUTION PROTOCOL INITIATING.” “What resolution?” I shout. The answer comes instantly. Cold. Final. “ELIMINATION OF VARIABLE.”

"You mean we should fight?" Michael nodded, "A staged fight. It must be convincing. We need the percent to accept as true with there's real discord between us." Serena took a deep breath, All right. allows do this." They planned the details quickly. The courtyard became selected as the level for their disagreement, an area where some of the % participants might be able to witness the event. as the solar rose better in the sky, Michael and Serena moved into position, equipped to execute their plan. "Serena, how ought to you betray me like this?" Michael’s voice boomed throughout the courtyard, drawing the attention of these nearby.

The now non-rogue has Frida pinned underneath him in a protective manner and she is sobbing uncontrollably. I don't know how long I watch the new couple but by the time I peel my eyes off of them, the rogues are dead and silver Tail Warriors are standing tall as the two vampires I was purchased with, pass out clothes. I spot Hilda and smile. She has Kraven pinned against a tree. Everyone looks okay. And too be honest it seems as if this was super easy. This entire battle probably only lasted fifteen minutes and I only have one or two scratches on me.

I look at my accomplices and it looks like they know what to do. One of them runs towards her to punch her but she holds his hand. And crush it he also screams in pain. Then she punched him in the face. His nose is bleeding and I think it cracks. All of my accomplices are now laying on the ground. I think they are now in a coma. END OF FLASHBACK "She is gorgeous," "She looks hot," "She looks interesting," "I love the way she fights. And also her confidence," "SHUT. UP," I loudly shout to them. "Look at your situation right now," I said to them. "You are all laying in the hospital right now. All of you almost died," I continued to say to them.

“He said I was a problem for you.” Still silence. “And that tonight… accelerated something.” That made Nico glance at me briefly. “Luca talks too much.” “That wasn’t an answer either.” He sighed. “Luca believes conflict is the only way to gain power,” he said. “He thinks war creates opportunity.” “And you don’t?” “I believe war destroys everything.” I studied his profile in the dim glow of the dashboard lights. “You didn’t deny that I’m a problem.” “You’re not a problem.” “Then what am I?”

“This is what happens after conflict stops.” She met his gaze. “No.” A pause. “This is what happens when conflict loses the concept of separation.” The Bell Tower pulsed once more. And for the first time, nothing inside it tried to become final. Not because it was resolved. But because continuation no longer required conclusion to exist.

—First, I took one of yours at a time, and then I checkmated the queen. I knew exactly who he was talking about. —And I’m sure Vicente was the one who gave you that beating. —He wasn’t going to let it slide. I could’ve fought back, but I wanted to let him vent, since I broke his little girl’s heart. Nothing fairer than that, don’t you think? —Do you realize that now you’ve put our family at war? Bryan looked at me, surprised by the seriousness in my voice. —But aren’t you the one who isn’t afraid of a Rivera?

The news station replayed the press conference from that afternoon and I rolled my eyes at Rachel as her voice interrupted the surrounding noise of the press and Beatrice. “Did you have to poke the beast?” David asked, voicing the thoughts we both had. Rachel was never one to shy away from controversy and Beatrice was the same. They used to work together, a seamless, sarcastic, assertive team and they made a formidable front. Seeing them at war with each other was like watching someone shoot a bullet at a car, wondering when they would hit the gas tank. The subsequent explosion would decimate the surrounding block into a heap of ash and dust, leaving the rest of us to navigate through the fl