So This Is War Meghan Quinn Audiobook Novels & Stories

She screamed, still looking up. "Ahhhhhhh!" She screamed, like never before... War has started. This is survival of the fittest, Who will survive and who won't?

On the very day Henry Corwell launched an attack against the Kingdom of Mewanda after negotiations had failed to reach a compromise, Steven Breece also left Nathan's side and began overseeing the aerial defenses. As a result, Zach was the only one remaining by Nathan's side. “Follow the agreed schedule, Zach,” Nathan instructed. “Yes, General.” Meanwhile, Arnold Reed and Liam Slater were busy congratulating each other on their performances. “You truly looked as though you were willing to give up that position, General Reed.” “And you looked exactly like a king who genuinely wanted him to return as General of War,” Arnold replied with a crooked smile. Liam clicked his tongue. “I suppose Zach

he murmured, his baritone dropping into a low, gravelly timbre that promised absolute ruin to anyone foolish enough to threaten what was his. Rebecca blinked through the beautiful fog of her release, her jaw setting as the warrior scribe within her fully woke back up. The afterglow of the mate bond was humming in her blood, but the battle for the 150,000 acres was calling. It was time to show Quinn Consulting exactly what happens when you try to steal from a King.

She rolled her eyes but then, out of nowhere, attacked. Her hands shot out, digging into my ribs, and suddenly I was the one yelping. “Megan, NO—” “Ohhh, look who’s ticklish now!” she cackled, doubling her efforts. I squirmed, trying to grab her wrists, but she was relentless. “Megan—baby—please! Let’s talk about this!” “Nope,” she grinned wickedly. “You started this war, now you suffer.” I flailed, rolling off the bed in a desperate escape attempt. Big mistake.

A single message appeared. LAWSON: Well played. Now come alone if you want your father alive. Her breath caught. Maxwell felt her tense. “What is it?” She didn’t answer. Because across the room, Lawson was already turning away—slipping back into the crowd, disappearing before anyone else noticed him. Amelia knew then. The war wasn’t over. It had just changed shape. And Lawson Reynolds had made his next move. END OF CHAPTER 31

“I was the one you all underestimated.” Behind them, gunfire split the storm again. Men shouted. Tires screeched. Somewhere inside the shelter, someone cried out. And in that violent, sacred instant, with Garden Metro cracking open around her and the finale racing closer with every breath, Elara Quinn understood the truth with absolute clarity: The last war had finally arrived. And this time, she would not survive it by hiding. She would end it standing.

"I need you to write down everything you can remember – names, pack locations, specific debts owed. We'll find a way to get messages to them." "And then what? Even if they believe us, why would they risk war with the Arc to help us?" "Because Lucia won't stop with Moonsville." Meghan's voice carried grim certainty. "I've been watching her, Gerald. Studying her patterns. This is just the beginning. She's building an army of rogues and dark creatures. She's planning something much bigger." Gerald accepted the parchment and a small pencil stub that Meghan produced. In the dim light, he began writing quickly, his memory supplying names and details despite weeks of torture.

The only sound was the dull tick of the clock on the wall. Then I looked up at her. “I don’t want to be the villain in this story,” I said. Her eyes softened. “You’re not.” I gave a short, humorless laugh. “Maybe not yet.” And then I said the words that had been building in my chest since I walked out of that penthouse. “But if they want war…” I breathed, gaze hardening. “…then war is what they’ll get.” ---

Megan was welcomed with open arms, and it was clear that her return had brought a renewed sense of hope to our pack. Amid the celebrations, I noticed some of my closest allies looking anxious. It was clear that they had something important to share with me. I pulled them aside, Megan by my side, and asked, “What has happened while I was away? Why do you all seem so concerned?” One of my trusted warriors, Marcus, stepped forward. “Khalid,” he began, his voice grave, “while you were searching for Megan, Aaron has made a significant move. He has revealed that he has a son named Leo, and Leo is helping him plan for the upcoming battle.”