Summit War One Piece Novels & Stories

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

One of the Bluerockers was leaning his back against a car, yelling, "Fuck! Show some balls and let's duel like they do in old cowboy movies! Throwing Molotovs?! Cowards!" "Oh, but I prefer to see who's quicker when it comes to dying!" Nevertheless, the Sumiyoshi-kai captain snorted in disdain and turned to his men, "Start some fires, boys! Burn them all to death!" Seeing that the Sumiyoshi-kai wasn't playing by the rules, they traded hand signals, and all of them suddenly started toward the entrance.

Daniella said, curling her fingers to increase the intensity of the flames. Mammon suddenly started to laugh. “You think you've won? The sea of demon soldiers that'll swarm this world will be endless, and leading them will be our leader, The Unknown. This is only the first phase of this war; this phase’s only purpose is to kill Earth's mightiest warrior, Anaya Belmont, and her death is gradually drawing near. It doesn't matter what you do; you cannot save this world,” Mammon said as he turned to ash. “What did he just say? This is only the first phase of the war.” Angela asked.

After the great war, a lot of countries changed their names, but the names of the continents remained the same. The Ntiti Republic being the leader of this alliance, received maximum respect from several countries allying with them, including Camelot. The hatch of the warship in the middle finally opened, as 4 people came out. The one leading them in the front was wearing a suit, a scholarly vibe exuded from him. The 3 others who looked like his bodyguards, wore a military uniform. Knight Commander Auger finally left the horde of soldiers, as he went forward a little to welcome his guest.

Fear. "You better start believing now, sweety. You're in one." Hadid said as Sumire stood blinking at the ridiculous scene before her in utter disbelief. She looked at Zenia, whose eyes had completely turned red, and her fangs had come out. Her eyes directed back at Hadid and flinched when he pulled out the dagger and saw how his wound had healed. "You- you're not real." Sumire stammered. Her heart hammer against her chest. She was hoping this was all just a dream.

It has the Royal crest on it. The smile of Vanessa extended to a winning grin. "Excellent," she purred. "Pack your things, Alpha Miller. We are going to war." [Maya's POV] The castle was a fortress. Dante had no chances after the catastrophe at the press conference. The iron gates were locked. Snipers had been placed on the roof. The army of Black Summit who were thousands of highly trained wolves were on the borders. I occupied the war room of Dante, on the top floor. Tables were spread out on the large table with the maps of the continent.

When Milo finally wandered off, Cassian offered to walk me a little way. We walked side by side, not touching, but close enough that our hands brushed once or twice. Small accidental sparks that made my pulse skip. It wasn't like before, it wasn't desperate, or painful, just warm, quiet, safe. "How did the Summit go?" I'd been curious about it, wondering why we weren't already preparing for war. "We came to a compromise. All I have to do is provide the traitor in our ranks." I stopped, turning to face him with a small frown.

“Peace doesn’t keep us alive.” “We’re not at war,” I said. “Not yet.” The room went dead silent. I looked around at faces that used to follow my father. Men who’d seen too much, lost too much, and couldn’t live without something to hate. “The summit was a mistake,” I said finally. “But there won’t be another war unless they bring it to us.” Silas gave a slow nod. “And if the girl brings it?” I didn’t answer. Because part of me already knew I’d never let her.

“He must hear.” My breath caught. “What?” Damon asked. “He wants you to listen,” I said. Damon’s expression hardened. “To what?” I hesitated. Then the voice answered for me. “The truth.” My chest tightened. “Aria?” Damon pressed. “He says there is a war coming,” I whispered. Damon froze. “What war?” “I don’t know,” I said quickly. But the voice corrected me. “You do.” And suddenly images exploded across my mind. Fire. Blood. Wolves tearing into each other beneath a red sky.