Novel & Cerita Romance War

The moment Alma said “yes,” the city around them seemed to pause, as if the skyline itself was holding its breath. Roman rose, sliding the ring onto her finger with trembling hands, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ve fought for companies,” he whispered. “I’ve battled men who thought they owned the world. But nothing nothing has ever been as important to me as this.” Alma kissed him, fierce and full of promise. But even in that kiss, they both felt it, the edge of something dark curling at the edges of their victory. The war wasn’t over. Not yet.

“But if I had to, I’d go to war a thousand times over. Because every battle, every struggle, every challenge I faced was just a step toward this victory—toward you.” Her lips curved into a smile, and as she whispered, “I love you,” the room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us bound by a love that had defied every obstacle. In that moment, I knew: Mates at War was never about defeating each other. It was about finding the strength to fight for each other. And in the end, we won the greatest battle of all—a battle of hearts. The end.

Roman. Pistol raised. Eyes hollow. Gun aimed at Riven’s back. “I’m sorry,” Roman whispered.

My heart thudded like hooves on dry land. This was not a matrimony of love but an arranged one. It was a treaty signed for peace between two names bound by bitter history. The Storms and Valdemonts. Their father's had once fought side by side, then turned on each other after a failed murder attempt. The kingdom never healed from the divide. Now, with unrest rising again, the high council had found an answer in old bloodlines and public displays of unity. A marriage to bring the two old generals together and help quickly calm the unrest. Bring a hope to the people.

BLOOD AND VOWS --- CHAPTER SIXTEEN THE AFFAIR THAT WASN’T “The most dangerous betrayal is the one people expect you to commit.” The rumors hit first. Like whispers with knives in their teeth, they came slithering in through back alleys and encrypted messages, always the same shape: Emilia Romano has been seen with Jace Vitale. She kissed him before the war began. She leaked the route to protect him, not her cousin. She was always his.

Alexander said to her. A small smile graced her face before she fell into a slumber again. His heart calmed as he finally realized the war was over. Battle was over and his wife had almost given up her life for the King of their land. He didn’t know whether to call her stupid or brave, he thought to himself before he kissed her head once more. He was going to let her sleep away the pain. A new era had just been established between the Assan and Abdul-azeez tribe.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

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.

All the lords of Britaris were seen seated, along with the ladies, no one wore a smile on their faces, they just lost a fellow lord, the once peaceful land and turned into a sorrowful one. "I say we wedge against them, we are going to make sure no witch makes it out alive" Delphine said in a stern voice, and she'll be leading the war. "But don't you.." "No more objections, Moreau…or are you doing this because of the woman" Delphine chimed in referring to Estelle La Fey, she's totally different from the weak and delicate Delphine they used to know.

And that’s why I promised I would never leave her in her fight here in Headow Stronghold. I thought what I had for Lady Eodelle was love. But when Lady Marian kissed me, it gave me a whole new meaning of what love really is. I sighed. Planning a war is easier than women.