Movie Conflicted Novels & Stories

Their codes of honor and justice. And I had one hour to prove I did. "You can use whatever resources you need," Thorne said quietly. "Books. Advisors. Anything." I looked at Caelan. "Help me." "Always." We retreated to a side room, Damon and Kira following. I spread the scenario out on the table. "This is based on a real situation," Damon said immediately. "The Blackwater Conflict, about twenty years ago. Two packs nearly destroyed each other over exactly this kind of dispute."

He asks and Gwen giggles. "Because werewolves and vampires hate each other." She says. "Okay, but why?" Everett asks and Gwen shrugs. "Because that's how the story's written." She says. Everett rolls his eyes and I'm surprised he doesn't start praying for strength to deal with her too. Apparently that's just for me. "Well, I think the conflict should be more obvious. Why would you go through with a whole ass war just because you don't like another species. I don't like spiders, you don't see me trying to kill off every spider in the world." Everett says and Julie nods.

I can’t afford to get either of us into trouble, not at least until after we are done with this project. Tonight, it should only be about two people having a drink and trying to find a way to get along better than we do, nothing more than that.

I smile slightly “I don’t know.” That answer shocks them But it’s the only honest one Because that’s what change is Unknown The Final Conflict Both sides begin to move Not attacking Not resisting Moving toward each other Slowly Carefully Like two forces that have never touched before The Risk “If this fails…” the Watcher begins I cut him off “I know.” Everything could break Everything could reset Everything could end But if it works Everything changes again The Contact The two sides meet Not violently Not explosively But inevitably The Moment Time seems to stop Reality holds its breath

I groan, my voice getting louder at each word. I can feel the weird looks I am getting from passers-by, but I don't care. I'm frustrated, broke, and angry. It's not a new feeling. It's been a constant for the past five years. But then my current frustration is Jody, my co-worker at Reach Media. Jody just got engaged, and why is that frustrating to me? It's because I am bitter. I am a bitter, bitter person. I have been engaged for five fucking years and I don't even have a ring to show for it.

“Then neither overrides the other completely.” Silence. Then— UNRESOLVED CONFLICT “Yes.” She didn’t soften it. Didn’t pretend there was an easy answer. “Some conflicts don’t resolve cleanly.” Her father’s voice came faintly behind her. “They never do…” She glanced back at him. Just for a second. And something in her expression softened. Because that— that was truth. Not theoretical. Not structured. Lived. Experienced. And painful. She turned back to the screen. “To force resolution,” she said, “is to risk breaking something that matters.”

"I said I did not fuck her" Mathew looked at him eye ball to eye ball as if he just made his evening, but he still needed to act in an angry way. "Though I wanted to know what it would feel like to.. He didn't get to finish what he wanted to say, because Mathew glared at him angrily. Mathew is sure of his sexuality. He never looks at a woman twice, but Marcus seem to be battling with his. He is not exactly sure if he is a gay or straight, which is why Mathew is being patient with him.

“Recent developments have raised concerns about the objectivity of certain key players in this merger.” The screen lit up. Elara’s breath caught before she could stop it. The images weren’t explicit—but they were deliberate. Adrian and Elara stepping out of a private elevator. Sitting across from each other at a dimly lit restaurant. Walking too close. Talking too intently. None of it proved anything. All of it suggested everything. The room buzzed with low murmurs. “This,” Marcus continued calmly, “creates a potential conflict of interest.” Adrian stepped forward. “That’s a stretch.”

They both turned and looked at me, the expressions on their faces making it seem like they had seen a ghost or something. "Then solve the argument and pick for us again," Luca said, holding up the DVDs they had been arguing over. It was a choice between Thor or The Avengers. I had never seen either film but had always wanted to so I knew the perfect way to settle the argument which would make the both of them happy. "Let's watch them both. We can spend the rest of the day watching them and pigging out," I grinned because I hadn't done this with them in a while. I had always solved the argument for them of which film to watch but that's all I had done.

“For your own good, you need to be prepared.” “You need to sit the fuck up, this ain’t no child play at all.” He says in a louder voice that makes me shake. Without saying a word, I simply run to my room. The moment I get into the room. I cry my eyes out. “I can’t believe this is up I signed up to.” “I thought I had full registered everything and all of this but I guess not.” There is a knock on the door. I am not in the mood to talk to anyone so I just ignore it.