The Final War Book Novels & Stories

And then, she saw another somewhat familiar name. “Duke Liam Almandine marched to the South with Archmage Heinrich Hyacinth... and the Army of Lycans.” She mumbled the names, she voiced her suspicions. “Liam...” A sliver of thought passed her mind. That coffee cup... She focused back on the book and read the story through the night. She finished the book at three in the morning, thanks to her talent for fast reading. In the last chapter, the Villain won the war. He killed everyone. He killed the two main characters, but Harriet weirdly felt that wasn’t the important thing here.

The sky behind him bled fire and shadow. He was waiting for me. “I told you,” Kael said, smiling cruelly. “You were always meant to end this world, Rhea.” “I’ll decide how,” I snapped, stepping forward. Damon drew his blade beside me. Kael opened his arms. “Then let’s begin.” And as lightning cracked the heavens, the final war… began. ****

“It's not over yet, Dean. Not by a long shot.” **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed following the individual and group stories of the ‘Unseen Enemy’ characters. With this book, their stories officially conclude, since ‘Solid Gold’ is the final book in this series. Thank you so much for falling in love with these characters and for caring about their stories... I love them and am having a hard time saying goodbye to them once and for all so maybe (just maybe!) you'll catch little glimpses of them in some of my other books, every once in a while.

"Just documenting a quarter-century of cosmic peace and impending war." "I've documented harder things. The Void War was terrible to write about. This is easier. This is mostly happy." "Mostly?" "We're preparing for war. But between preparation, we're living. That's worth documenting." I finished the final volume on a Tuesday. "Done," I told Aaron, setting down my pen. Digital documentation existed, but I'd always preferred writing by hand for final drafts. "Eighty-two years of documentation. Complete." "You did it. Captured a century of history."

She screamed, still looking up. "Ahhhhhhh!" She screamed, like never before... War has started. This is survival of the fittest, Who will survive and who won't?

“So what do you think?” I opened my eyes. The city was gone, but that hushed voice remained in the back of my mind, lurking from the shadows. Bobby nodded. “It’s got a weird timing to it, but that’s not a bad thing.” “I think the bass will drive the song,” Hank said. “What about you, Aidan?” “I dig it,” I said. “What’re you calling it?” Johnny smiled. “This one’s called ‘The Final Reconciliation.’ I think the whole album will be called that.”

Leon lost the match, but the fallout kept spreading. The afternoon duel wasn’t an official trial, so many spectators livestreamed or uploaded clips. Soon, the entire kingdom saw Leon’s defeat. The war-god image he had maintained for years shattered overnight. Combined with the recent scandal, his and the pack's reputation fell to rock bottom. Many allied packs publicly cut ties. In contrast, Jace became the kingdom’s rising Alpha. As his secretary, I was also approached by many packs seeking cooperation.

So a lot of you are confused about the specials. They are insignificant. That's all I have to say. They aren't actually a part of the story. They're just specials I wrote because of the holidays and I wanted to give my readers something to read since I took a long break (like 6 days without uploading). Anyways, the ratings in which you've stated your concern are the cause of this note. The end of this book is Chapter 36: The Second Great Specie War. That's it. That's the end. If you're confused because of the specials, just don't read them. You're not missing anything.

ALPHA FENRIR’s POV. “Raven! Where the F U C K are you?” I hissed angrily. “Here alpha Fenrir,” Raven answered and quickly rushed out to meet me. I approached Raven, my eyes blazing with anger. She looked up at me, she bit her lower lips. "So, Damien is dead," I stated my voice firm but my rage evident as I spoke. "And I hear you were the last one to see him alive. Care to explain?”

My hands lifted, and with a scream, I called on every part of me—every broken bone, every tear, every ounce of strength I’d ever known. The light shot from my chest like a comet, colliding with the witch queen’s flame. There was silence. Then an explosion of silver and black. When the dust cleared, I stood alone at the gates, my pack behind me. The final war had begun. And I would end it.