Romance War Books Novels & Stories

A cute voice asked. “Because she is the only female warrior of the Xenakis tribe, she’s the leader’s daughter!” The redheaded girl explained. “Woah!!!” They all exclaimed at the revelation. Apparently, most of them had neither seen nor heard of her before. The redheaded girl nodded in affirmation. “So I heard that Alpha Russe’s charm had made her infatuated with him.” She whispered again. “Eishh! Doesn’t she have her own mate? Or is she the legendary mate-less warrior from our history classes?” The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice.

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

yes the war the council members of zikia wants is about to begin,and I’ll gladly give it to them …. I smirked, pulling a paper and ink as I wrote in Latin”my return will cause bloodshed”!!! .. .. Just then,the door Burst open revealing his friend Lord James.

The silence suddenly felt heavier as that ugly truth sat on my chest so I pushed off the couch and went upstairs. Her scent hit me the moment I opened the bedroom door…. soft vanilla and something floral, faint but lingering. The bed was made, her side perfectly neat, like she hadn’t used it much. There was a cardigan draped across a chair and a book left open face down. I picked it up without thinking. It was one of those romance novels she liked to read when she was bored, the kind I thought to tease her about, saying she read too much fantasy. There was a folded paper tucked between the pages, like a makeshift bookmark.

His blue eyes were bold and enchanting, He is cute Damian thought and quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind. Damian’s parents expect him to be paired with a female mate and they must be a werewolf. He can’t lay in his bed and fancy a vampire, an enemy to the werewolves, and a male. The werewolves believed in procreating and there was no way they were going to allow a relationship between two males. They believe love was to be shared between a male and female and never in history has the lunar goddess ever paired two men together. It had always been a man and a woman.

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.

The chamber went very still, Keepers and wolves and the small, exhausted band that had carried Caierre this far all standing frozen on opposite sides of an uncertain line, no one willing to be the first to decide whether this moment called for waiting or war. ~~ The city had burned. Not the whole memory—the palace still stood, the temple too, distant shapes through curling black smoke—but the streets Caierre had walked minutes ago, full of laughter and ordinary sunlit life, had become something else entirely. Wolves fought wolves in the avenues, snarling, bleeding, turning on each other with a viciousness that made no sense for a people who'd walked together in peace not long before. Fire li

Xavier thought for a while. "Unfortunately, after The War, a lot of books and manuscripts were burnt. But I will see if there are any books in our mansion," he offered. Erica quizzed, "You keep saying, The War. What is this?" Xavier shook his head and sighed, "The Rosamond and Merek you are speaking of, were not only known for their bravery and their strong reign but also because it was at this time when a massive war had broken out. The book I have is a rewritten, albeit an old version, journaling a supposedly detailed account of this war. But I think the part which involved mages were omitted tactfully, giving us a much cleaner and less brutal and complicated picture of what happened. Due

Seraphine didn’t discriminate. It was highly likely that the books here were put without his knowledge. Kayden wasn’t the man to read at the library. The library could just be here for the sake of it. Not contemplating further about this, she skimmed through the title of the novels. A lot of new ones have been released over the period of five years, and not being able to choose, she randomly grabbed one. From the title, it was a romance between a prisoner of war and a duke. This did some intriguing to Seraphine. Even if she knew it was going to have a sadomasochistic premise, judging from the title and the small snippet, she was still drawn in.

“Better keep that sword close to you, then.” Arden raised his arms in surrender. “Did you really think I’d bail on you?” “Nope... It’s your gentleman side that the ladies love, after all,” Katie started to pick the books on the floor. “Start fixing the tables.” After fixing the tables, they returned the now damaged books back in the shelves. “I still can’t believe that most of the books here are damaged by weapons,” Katie muttered, shoving the books into the shelves. “Aelysia was a war country, even maps have stab wounds. You can already imagine the short-tempered generals.”