The Final War Book Novels & Stories

This is the end of War of Threes, but the third book, Trinity of Power, is coming!! Important/Interesting Info: 1. I will be taking a couple week break to get ahead of the book. It will post on the website on 1/31/22. It usually takes it about a week for it to show up on the app, because they have to sign the book and do all the paperwork and blah blah blah. 2. I will keep my update schedule of Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, with the potential of special updates over the weekends.

Estelle then jumped towards the next wolf, then she bit the wolf's mouth and she swiveled, which made the wolf's mouth break and cut out of the wolf's head. However, before Estelle attacks the next wolf, she turns back to her human form. But her eyes were still in their bloody red color. The beta sighed in relief because Estelle went back to her human form, but suddenly the two wolves fell to the ground with a hole in their chest. Estelle approached the next wolf, pierced her hands through its heart, and took it. She then threw it to the Beta, who was just watching her kill the rest of the wolves. Six died. Six more to go. " She whispered as she stared at the rest of the wolves and the Beta.

It was an unexpected declaration of war where the werewolves were at a disadvantage, but that didn't mean they were already losing because the ravenous spirit of these beings was mighty, and they wouldn't be easily defeated. "They ended my brother's life in a cruel manner, so I will carry on his legacy and won't let any of you live. I will create chaos, and your wretched village will be the first to receive the fury of my revenge," Fiona says, creating a black-colored fire in her hand.

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou

"The Devourer... was never created to destroy the world." Nyxar frowned. "Then why did it?" "Because it believed the world had rejected it." Silence settled over the Sanctuary. Even Fenrir, who had once fought the Devourer with unmatched fury, lowered his head. Killian looked toward the ancient tree. "So all these wars... began with one lonely heart." The Elder Wolf nodded. "And every battle afterward fed that loneliness." The realization weighed heavily on everyone. They had spent centuries preparing for a final war, yet the Book had revealed a far more difficult truth: victory alone would never end the cycle. Healing would.

But high above them The First Immortal still stood. And now… He looked furious. “This,” he said slowly, “is not over.” The war had just entered its final phase.

A murmur of excitement rippled through the other demons in the room, the previous brittle tension replaced by an overwhelming sense of exhilaration. 'Behold the Gospel of Truth, my friends,' he said, jubilant as he held it aloft. 'Mark this day! For I promised you the day would come when we would hold the teachings of Lucifer in our hands. Mark this day! For I swore on his soul and upon the souls of all those who have perished that we would take this book and unite us all. Mark this day, my friends! For today is the day that will go down in our history as the start of the Final War, the day when the scales tip forever in our favour. This is our time now. These truly are the last days of the

Mallory laughed. Author’s note: This is the last book in The Alpha’s War Series. Follow me on F***B**k S.E Dymek for updates on upcoming books. As well as instag**m and T*k T*K sedymek. Upcoming novel: Falling in Love with Death

Elder Lee had run, yes. But he hadn't vanished. And Dominic would follow that trail to the ends of the earth if that’s what it took. The war hadn’t ended tonight; it had merely found its true heading. Somewhere far beyond the horizon, a man who thought himself untouchable was carrying a child who belonged to monsters. Dominic’s eyes snapped open, the shadows tightening around him like a shroud. ‘Run,’ he thought darkly, the Alpha in him baring its teeth. ‘Enjoy the distance while it lasts.’ Because when they finally caught him... There would be nothing left to save.