Start A War Elle Thorpe Novels & Stories

Sophia shivered violently, fear and dark excitement twisting together inside her. The digital war had officially begun. And Sophia Kane was no longer just a participant. She was becoming the star.

Ellie said, remembering the words of Stefano from earlier. "What's coming true?" Meredith asked, her brow furrowed. "Stefano said there was a war coming and here it is. We are going to be in the midst of a war and we don't know who we're even fighting against." Ellie said, her breath coming quickly. She was starting to panic, and she willed it away. She couldn't be weak, not now. She needed to get a hold of herself and fight through it. She looked at Sam. Sam stared into her eyes. She matched her breathing to Sam's. Slowly her heart race calmed, and her breathing slowed. She blinked after several moments. She nodded and took a deep breath.

Elleanna’s voice carried into the front as she sang and baked “…Now I’m a warrior…Now I’ve got thicker skin…I’m a warrior….I’m stronger than I’ver been..And my armor, is made of steel, you can’t get in…I’m a warrior…and you can never hurt me again….Out of the ashes, burnin’ like fire….you can save your apologies…you’re nothing,but a liar…I’ve got shame, I’ve got scars…that I will never show…I’m a survivor…In more ways than you know…” She took out the cookies and moved them to cool down then she began baking a homemade carrot cake. “…there’s a part of me that I can’t get back…A little girl grew up too fast…All it took was once, I’ll never be the same….Now I’m taking back my life today…Nothing

I had almost run out of his study room when I remembered the main purpose of my untimely 'visit'. 'No, I wasn't going to back down now until I get what I want,' I mentally encouraged myself while gathering every last bit of energy I had left to face the fuming Greek god. In my 'unfortunate' state, I realized that the woman beneath him seemed to have stopped moving. Flashes of what could have happened to her ran through my head, and I shivered in fright.

DAMON POV "ooooooooooh, that had to hurt," Trent flinches, watching as Elle climbs on the back of an enemy wolf, reaching around to slit his throat with the dagger she holds in her hands. Most men might be disturbed seeing their woman caught in the violence of war but not me. There is something invigorating about watching Elle slay every enemy that comes her way.

Her heart pounded. Then, a voice. “You are not ready.” Lena lunged— But the figure was gone. The whisper lingered. And she knew, deep in her bones— The war had already begun. ---

“They will protect him. But they are not gods. They will fall.” He raised both arms. The sky above the city split—not fully, just a crack—but enough to let a sliver of void bleed through. The city groaned beneath it. Ash and shadow rained from the sky. “The time of thrones is done,” Nihareth shouted. “The war has begun.” His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “Bring me Elias.” The crowd cried out—some in pain, others in joy, others in blind, loyal frenzy. And Nihareth—once Tristan—closed his eyes and smiled wide, wicked, victorious.

Somewhere in the fog, a distant explosion rolled like thunder across the water. Elena turned toward the sound. The war for the stolen pride had begun again.

Juliet My hand clenched hard around the device. I scrolled down, vision blurring as I read the chats between Declan and ‘Parker’. Heat burned through my body, rising from my chest until I started to shake. I could barely think. I slowly turned to a peacefully sleeping Declan. And then I saw red. The next second, I was over him, hitting every part of his body my fists could find. “Declan you disgusting asshole! How dare you?!”

His room is literally out of limits; whoever framed him would have to know the way around the four walls of the pack-house “I would never betray your father like that.” He says, and anger fills me. “I am sure you would, because you pushed him to start that war, best-friends. Huh?” I sneered, my voice dripping with venom. He stares at me with so much straightness, the layer of his dark eyes revealing more darkness. “I did not, Zeke. I never started the war.” The door is pushed open, and we all freeze when Madam Yv steps in, her steps are calculating as she walks towards Thane, eyes dark and scary.