Seven Days War Novels & Stories

Zeno:Great general everything is ready and we are ready to attack Neptune Kataros:perfect then let's go Zeno:Great general there is just one problem Kataros:what is it Zeno:Great general most of the men we captured committed suicide on board Kataros:that's not a problem just dump their bodies somewhere on the planet we will destroy the planet as well as their bodies (with an evil smile) Zeno:As you command great general (as he leaves to carry out kataros's orders) On Neptune the news of kataros impending attack on on the planet had caused a panic among the citizens as most were leaving the planet,so Palamedes called a war council of the army generals to make\think of a suitable war plan on s

It was about the species. The Seventh Night As the sun set over London on the seventh day, the city was peaceful. There were no more violet shadows. The "Forbidden" war had become the "Harmonic" peace. Elena and Killian stood on the balcony of the Accord, Sarah nestled between them. The blue aurora still danced in the sky, a silent guardian over a world that had finally learned the value of the light. "Is it finished?" Killian asked, his arm around Elena’s waist.

I stood beside Warren, watching the smoke drift into the gray sky. “Three attacks in two days,” I said softly. “He will not stop.” “No,” Warren said. “But neither will we.” For a moment, we just stood there. The world smelled of ash and blood, yet beneath it, there was something else. Resolve. I looked at the bodies being covered with sheets, the flames dying down to embers. “How many?” “Seven dead,” he said. “Four more badly injured. Fewer than we should have lost.” I closed my eyes. “That is still seven too many.”

At a critical moment, Damien said in a faltering voice, “Please... let me be with Ciara. I love her, Lyra.” When God gave her a second chance, Lyra chose to turn away. No longer chasing Damien's love, she exchanged her marriage and chose Leonel Hastring as her husband. However, after losing Lyra, Damien instead realized that he had been misunderstanding his feelings all along. Unfortunately, Lyra had become another man's wife. Then, how could Damien win back Lyra's attention when the woman who had once always waited for him no longer wanted to look back at him?

Five years of marriage, and Serena Vale was nothing more than a ghost in her husband’s mansion. Jackson Blackwood was brilliant, cold, and irreversibly tied to the memory of his first love, Avery, the woman who betrayed him to marry his identical twin brother, Jaden. When a devastating car crash leaves her husband, Jackson dead and his twin surviving, Serena’s world shatters. But grief quickly turns to horror when the surviving twin returns. He carries Jaden’s face, but his most intimate, private habits belong to Jackson. Then the realization hit her; Her husband is alive. He faked his own death and stole his dead brother's identity, just to escape her and play protector to Avery. B

My husband, Harrison Knight, was a workaholic. When stomach pain landed me in the hospital, he had his assistant send me medication. When my mother underwent surgery, he was abroad negotiating an acquisition. In seven years of marriage, he'd missed three of my birthdays and five of our anniversaries. He always said, "The company's still getting off the ground. I can't afford to slow down." I understood. Years ago, his first love, Celeste Foster, had left him because he was poor. Afterward, he'd sworn he would make something of himself. He went on business trips, had late nights, and worked himself to the bone. For seven years, Harrison had pushed himself relentlessly, going from a pen

“You sure about this?” “No,” I said. “But we've been planning this for years, we have to be.” He didn’t argue. He just tapped a few buttons on the control panel. And I could already feel a shift. Somewhere, probably in a skyscraper suite, Kai Deveraux’s world was about to turn messy. I exhaled, sharp and slow. Seven days. Seven days to bring down two empires. Seven days to prove I wasn’t afraid to stand alone. Or fight dirty.

Respect, perhaps. Zhao Chen rose from his seat. The dragon elder rarely spoke, but when he did, everyone listened. "The evidence is clear. Project Seventh exists. They have deployed weapons against us. They plan coordinated attacks in ten days that will force war between our kinds and humanity. The question is not whether to act, but how." "Offensive strikes," offered Heinrich Kessler, the German Alpha whose family Anya had saved. "Hit every facility simultaneously. Kill everyone involved. Send a message that we will not be hunted."

Seven years later For seven years, the Ravennites worked to rebuild their lives after the devastating war with the Domineers, maintaining their distance from the world beyond their borders. No Outsider had entered the Dark Zone in all that time, until now. The Ravennites had all but abandoned the Citadel. Despite that, few Ravennite sentries remained posted atop the plateau at all times, as though they were guarding something.

Archer explained but keeping his answer vague, but in my mind, if we were going to war, we’d need all the help we can get, and my father and his pack would be that! “The King has given us seven weeks.” I sigh sitting up looking over at my father, whilst Archer looks to me placing his hand back on my lap to take my hand in his, but my father only looked at me a little confused. “We either agree to the King’s terms and I go to the castle with him, or…. we’re going to war.” I sigh looking down at the ground even having to say those words caused me to not only feel sick but worry for what may happen if we don’t do what the King wants from us. “Fuck.” Hadwin says after the extent of what we were