Only War Novels & Stories

Something worth fighting for. Love. And war.

Of war. It was almost over. One way or another.

This was…the worst, most fucked up thing that I have ever seen. Wolves are fiercely protective of their own and what they claim as theirs, so war isn’t unheard of. Though war has never been brought upon my pack in my lifetime until now, we have been allies to others who have brought us into their war. We have trained all our lives. And some of us are military vets who have been a part of conflict. In Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq.

Reply 'Accept' to confirm. I stared at the words Remains Recovery Unit for a long time. My fingers trembled faintly above the screen. The peacekeeping force was deployed to a battlefield halfway across the world. I would have no one for me there. No parents, no Sam, no Melissa. Only the eternal silence of the dead, and the smell of disinfectant in endless tents. In my previous life, I passed the selection too. But I gave it up in hopes of spending my life with that special someone.

The mouse chase would conclude with their victory and the downfall of their enemies. … Wan watched the man closely as he stepped out of the rented car, adjusted his cap and mask, making sure no one could see his face. Wan dah to admit, it was a smart move on the man’s side not to use his own car but rent one. This way no one would knew he visited that place, no one, except for Wan.

The game hadn’t started yet. But the war… was already on.

Tonight, the real war has been declared on the enemy. Tbc.

The War Wasn’t Over. It had just begun.

wasn't about success or surgery. It was about war.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u