Story Of War Novels & Stories

THE WAR The world had shaken under the claws of two strong packs : The Harttman and Blackthorn, this was long before Eve saw the world for the very first time, long before Malik or Astrid, long before Dorian’s father became Alpha. No one paid it any attention when it first started, it was a whisper at first, then slowly it became a feud, it was just small and petty Then it became a war for territory, a battle for rights of hunt line then the issue of a single violated border.

Despicable. But he’s my dad. After he finally calms down, I head out. I should probably tell Darya about… everything. Dad will ask her, and she can’t lie on the spot. Before I was born, there was a war. Dad tells the story all the time. The Capo of the Sokolov Family declared war on an entire state because his wife went missing. He targeted organized crime. The police condoned it. It lasted weeks. Seventy percent of our men died.

Brothers at war ( Love conquers) Chapter twelve Kaylani POV i felt more joy when a guy from no where stood before me. Oh thank goodness people like this still exist "you shouldnt raise your hands on a lady!" he said to the guy "And who the f**k are you to tell me that?" the guy frowned at him "Isn't your ass tired of all that shit that's coming out of your mouth?" he asked "yes!" i exclaimed from behind and shut my mouth immediately

Perhaps even get married. Except Renny didn't survive. It wasn't fair! But then, life wasn't fair. At least, not his life, the life of a Warrior of the Way, a human Warrior in the midst of a faerie battle. His happy-ever-after, denied. Kendalais, that pompous, arrogant, stuffy, son-of-a…the Warrior Master had been right. Warriors didn't need emotional bonds. It never ended well and only put the ones they loved at great risk.

Baldwin said. The meeting was dismissed and all the elders went back to their quarters while Baldwin went back to the pack ancestral library, he wants to read of all scenarios that caused a war in times past. He read through almost all the books only to find out that before the great purge, most wars were caused by packs having witches and after the great purge the problem became the moon diamond, everyone wanted the diamond to be in their possession, but the blood moon pack successfully won the battles and kept the moon diamond to themselves. Baldwin came up with an idea and smiled then said;

Sid Pov's . hi Sid Sharma. I have a one-year-old daughter. Her name is Aarzoo, well she is like my life after her. Please don't ask this after whom? I am at that stage where I just hate to talk about that girl but I am in love with that girl. My daughter lives mostly with my brother and her wife because of my job. I am an army officer, I have to go on any mission any time. Due to this, I lost so many childhood moments of my daughter But whenever I come back from the mission and see my daughter, I get a strange relief.

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

he asked. Ara's expression turned somber, her eyes clouding over with a mixture of sadness and regret. "The great war broke out between all spices, a war that threatened to destroy the world," she said. "The golden sword and its master fought bravely together with the gods. But they were outnumbered by the enemies. In the end, they sacrificed themselves to stop the war." Ara voice almost vanished at the end of her story. She seemed like she would cry any moment. Theo felt Dark slowly giving him control over his body, as if he couldn't bear to continue listening to the story.

It had only been two nights, but already the place felt less like a hideout and more like a slow, sprawling trap. His phone had two bars, barely. Still, when it rang, he answered before the second buzz. Harlow. “Took you long enough.” Her voice cut sharp. “Took you long enough to almost ruin your life.” “I thought we were past that.” “We’re not past anything, Riven. Your dick is still trending.” He leaned back against the wooden post, lips tugging into a smirk. “So it’s true what they say. Bad press is still press.” “This isn’t press. It’s war.”

And as the horn sounded loudly for the third time, the vampires attacked. I will not lie about how the next forty minutes went. There is a kind of war story that men tell each other afterward, in low voices, where each beat is clean, and each blow lands. I have told that kind of story about other men’s wars. I will not tell it about this one. What I remember is this: