Oscar Wars Novels & Stories

There was a kind of respect in the way he let the question dangle. My father nodded once, a crisp downward dip of the chin. “For now.” Another pause, its duration just long enough to reestablish the hierarchy. Then he leaned back slightly, a posture less of relaxation than of disengagement. “There is a difference,” he continued, “between a war that begins by accident….” His gaze found Alexander again. “…and one that begins by design.” The implication hung between us. Someone wanted this war. It was no longer just a matter of pride or territory or even Gabriel; it was a matter of design, and my father intended to be its architect, not its victim.

“I’ll hold them off.” Reina nodded, and they quickly slipped out the back door. Russe turned to face the incoming men, drawing out his claws. “F*&k you!” He had faced many battles before, but he knew that this one would be different. These men were not like the shadowy figures in the forest. They were real humans, and they were armed.

Brian:yes very good things Oranus:that is good so if you will follow me I shall take you to meet the other commanders from the other planets that you will be leading in the attack(starts going to the war room) Brian:ok your majesty (follows him) (At the war room) Oranus:(sits down in his place) fellow commanders am pleased to welcome you to the planet Jupiter All commanders:we thank you your majesty Oranus:very well I would like to introduce prince Brian from Mars (points to him) he will be your overall commander on this mission,(turns to prince Brian)I would like to introduce you to commander Roger and his second in command Kris from planet Saturn Roger and Kris:(stands up)we are honoured t

“Finally… I can rest…” Oscar’s hand slipped from the silver pistol, falling onto his lap. His eyes closed. Oscar had passed away. David knelt beside Oscar’s wheelchair, holding his lifeless hand. He had regained Olivia, but he had lost Oscar, the unsung hero who sacrificed everything. Oscar’s vengeance was complete. He had ended the war in his own way, for the family he deeply loved. And now, David had to continue living, honouring Oscar’s sacrifice, and protecting his newly complete family. The war was over, but the story of healing and a new life had just begun.

he pushed her away from the fire. She walked down to her car, looking down at the small globe that her Grandfather used to talk about. It was Native American legend that a place called the in-between existed only if magic was interrupted or used for evil. Many feared it would plague their village, they cast out the ones born on certain holidays. He said when his globe glowed red, a war would cast. Many deaths, many new beginnings.”

"Perhaps you did not hear me the first time." The man stiffens, and his jaw clenches hard enough that I wonder for a moment if it's painful. His eyes flash with anger, and I can tell he is struggling to contain himself. Someone has anger issues, I decide. "Enough of this madness, Hecate." He snaps, sending me a fierce glare. "It's time to return to Olympus. You do not belong out here playing house with mortals." "Excuse me, pal? Look, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but you don't disrespect Thea like that." Owen speaks up, and as I glance at him across the table, I can see his face is stormy, tightened with outrage.

"If Lord Ozera is the warrior he has claimed to be, I'm sure he can handle a few insults thrown at him. I doubt any real damage was done." I let out a small laugh, thinking about the rancorous talk that went on at camp and out in the field. He was right, if that self-proclaimed Moroi warrior had been anywhere near a battlefield like he said, then my outburst would be nothing but a small sting in comparison.

"He's already connected me to the others. I can't fade now without killing them as well." Laci draped Rose's arm over her shoulder, helping her to stand. "This is a nightmare. Demons, a ghost world, bridges to other realms," Laci said with a shake of her head. "God, how does all this go unnoticed by the rest of the world?" Rose glanced at her as she stood on her own. "Because people like the Warrior fight to keep the rest of humanity ignorant." The demon turned his head left, and then right, as he studied the two of them with pitch black eyes, his lips twisted into some sinister sneer.

“Oh, my dear and frail Agnes, you know that I’m not lying at all, else, how will I know so much about you all. Is it not true that all seven of them died that way? And I’m so not done with spilling everyone’s dirty secrets. Maria, do you want to know what your best friend, Sarah did to your fiancée? I will tell you all the dirty stuffs she did to him the night before your purification ritual.” I smiled as I heard a ruckus and an earthquake rumble. These two friends where head witches in different factions of their coven. I had just created what you can call like a civil war amongst two of the biggest witches. “You beast! What have you done?” Agnes looked at me with pure anger and hatred in h