Story About The War Novels & Stories

They usually live in a pack according to Miss Sarah, of their own kind, but because of the war everyone had been displaced, killed, or there weren't enough of them to start a new pack. Our neighbors had 4 sons. 2 were lost in the war unfortunately in the earlier days and the other 2 were warriors. Apparently they would both be coming home soon. I know Miss Sarah is excited to have them back. I have seen their pictures around the house. Very handsome boys...well men. Especially the younger one. He seems so angry in every picture around their house. Always a scowl placed on his very handsome face. His blonde hair is a bit unruly but his forest green eyes are the most amazing thing on him. His

A love story unfolding. But under the surface? It was a war. And Julian had just begun fighting back.

what if I die in this battle? Levi:your majesty I know the feeling I too experienced the same feeling for the first time when I went to war but sadly my fears came true when I saw my father and brother killed before my very eyes (cries a little looking down)I sometimes wish I had been killed instead of captured yet I know I continued living for a reason and it was to avenge my brother and father's death. So king quitanus (looks at him)I swear to do everything possible for you to stay alive and for you to see your family again.

This wasn’t just a story anymore. It was war. And it had only just begun.

Alexander offered. "Yes, please." I whispered to him. I really wanted to know more about this place. He cleared his throat, opening his mouth to give me the story. "Centuries ago, there was a massive war that carried out within the human race. This war was known worldwide, even without the fancy smartphones they have now. There were two sides, and people were forced to fight for a side. You either fought for the East or the West side. Nobody really knew what caused the conflict, but the leaders of the war used to be close before it all happened. When the truth came out, most people sided with the West side." Alexander said.

And I knew, with terrifying clarity, that this was no longer a story of love lost. It was the beginning of a war.

"I have never experienced war all my life, but my parents did, and to be honest, Your Majesty, from what I heard, it is not something one should look forward to." I also have heard stories of things that happen during wars. I mean, who hasn't? Stories like that are what make up part of our histories. We get to hear things our forefathers and mothers survived in a bid to give us better lives. They fought wars so that we would not have to deal with the things they dealt with. But in this case, this war was a bit unfounded. I had killed Federick's brother, but for good reasons, and if he wasn't so sick in the head, he would understand. "At this point, there is nothing we can do; lives have alre

"But first...." Ezra continued snapping Elaina out of her excitement. "I would like to tell you a story." "A story?" Elaina asked confused. Was right now even the time to be telling a story? Her friends and comrades were on the losing end of a war, time was of the essence. "Don't worry, they will be fine until I am done." Ezra assured her. "This story is important and one that you need to hear." "Why do I need to hear a story?" Elaina asked not quite understanding. "Will it tell me anything about how to win this war?"