Novel & Cerita Start A War Elle Thorpe

Tristan Mercer is the commander—otherwise known as the Alpha—of Drovenia's premier special forces unit, codenamed the Fenrir unit. After retiring from the army, he goes undercover into civilian life to repay the debt he owes Claire Grayson for saving his life. He hides his past and marries into the Grayson family as a live-in son-in-law, becoming Claire's househusband. For five long years, even though Claire is sharp-tongued and cruel, Tristan swallows his pride and cooks and cleans without complaint. He tells himself he's doing this to repay Claire. Then their daughter, Ruby Grayson, suffers a sudden heart attack. While the doctors try and fail to save her, Claire is off taking care of h

After stepping down from the altar, William sent me a text. "The negotiations are going well. What do you want to eat tonight?" I replied, "Are you actually negotiating right now?" As soon as I sent the message, I received a barrage of calls and texts. "I am. I'll explain it to you once I'm home." Through the livestream, I could see that William was shocked. He completely disregarded the wedding and hurriedly took his suit off, rushing home as if it were a matter of life and death. However, I had already left the borders of Moria.

A little sad. But not angry. The war was not won. But Eliana Thompson had won the first big battle. The machine kept beeping.

Raven’s point of view. I was tied up in a dark room, with my hands and legs tried, and a gag put in my mouth. I scanned the room and saw four other girls like me, with our body covered with thin, transparent fabric. I gritted my teeth as I thought of how to free myself from the alpha of Blood Moon’s pack, but just then I heard footsteps approaching the room. “We must do as he says, if we ever want to end this war and get back our soldiers that he is holding captive.” A voice said.

I whispered. "I have waited for this moment! Let's get those bastards," Tara growled as I shifted, letting out a deafening howl. "Let the war begin!"

But gathering. The war was starting to breathe louder. And Kaela? She was already inside its lungs. *** War’s coming.... You ready? ***

Or maybe she was afraid I’d bend. “Why did you come, Elara?” I asked. “I came to see you before it all blows up,” she said with a little smile. “Elara,” I said quietly, “you’ve just started a war.” She didn’t look away. “I know,” she whispered. “And I’m ready.”

And Elise dragging a battered, cuffed figure toward a black SUV. Ariella’s blood turned to fire. “Lucien,” she whispered. “I see her.” The war had officially begun.

That location lay within Starhaven's borders, so for a battle to break out there meant Westhaven had seriously violated the border agreement. No one in the new recruit camp knew the exact cause. News traveled slowly where they were, and most of what they discussed came from scraps of hearsay and their own guessing. Still, things played out just as they had expected, with Travis and the others being sent to the front. So, it had truly begun. The memories Carissa carried were too faint now. She couldn't recall the exact date when the war fully broke out, or when Westhaven launched its siege. She only remembered that it was likely sometime in the coming months.

"I bought this with my allowance. You won't dislike it, right, Nev?" Batting her eyelashes, she abruptly swung the rattle toward my face. In the blink of an eye, a sharp spike on its edge went straight for my eye. I lifted my eyelids disdainfully. [Seriously, this stunt again? Out of the eight worlds I fought my way through, five fake heiresses pulled this same stunt. Is your manual for stirring up trouble wholesale from the same supplier?] Even though this body was sluggish, my combat instincts were still intact. I swung my chubby little arm and smacked the rattle aside. The sharp spike grazed right past my cheek.