The Iliad War Novels & Stories

There was a kind of respect in the way he let the question dangle. My father nodded once, a crisp downward dip of the chin. “For now.” Another pause, its duration just long enough to reestablish the hierarchy. Then he leaned back slightly, a posture less of relaxation than of disengagement. “There is a difference,” he continued, “between a war that begins by accident….” His gaze found Alexander again. “…and one that begins by design.” The implication hung between us. Someone wanted this war. It was no longer just a matter of pride or territory or even Gabriel; it was a matter of design, and my father intended to be its architect, not its victim.

I said, but it wasn't enough. Adriel's expression hardened. "Are we going to war with some other kingdom?" He asked and my expression immediately ran cold. The last thing I wanted to do was bring up anything about war to them, but somehow, Adriel had been able to catch on quickly with my vague explanation. "If we're going to war, can I fight too? I've been getting stronger, I'll definitely help you if you need help." He continued with an eager tone. Adriella rolled her eyes. "I want to fight too, but mom said that ladies shouldn't be talking about fighting. So I guess I'll leave the two of you to win the war."

The war was on. . *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l *

Ilya growls, his eyes blazing. Warren stays unfazed. “No, I don't understand the depth of your bond, but I understand what happens when two people stand in the way of each other's survival,” he finishes calmly. Ilya’s eyes narrow. “And you think you know what is best for me?” “No, but I think I know what is best for Valen, and I know you know it too,” Warren replies. The words hit differently. Ilya’s jaw tightens as Warren takes another slow step closer.

"I enjoyed every fun in killing them all, watching every one last of them died by my gun, begging for another day of their but as you they know me, I don't listen." Lady figlio dell'inferno hummed. "I could imagine the fun you had." "Indeed." I said. "But I can't stop wandering why the sudden war, that with what I heard it was forseen until the day of the war. The last of alexandro." Lady figlio dell'inferno said. "I don't want to know what brought the sudden thought of getting into a war with me, but the balls he had let him to risk everything he had." I said.

“You swore, Theo. You swore you wouldn’t say a word. And now they’re planning to kill me.” “I’d like to give him a piece of my mind,” Aries mutters. “Let me take control for just five seconds. That’s all I need.” I exhale, pushing Aries down gently. “Not now.” Theo watches me carefully. “You know what this is, Lilah. We’re at war.” My jaw tightens. “That’s a pathetic excuse.” He exhales sharply. “When you’re at war, you do everything possible to win.” I laugh, but it’s humorless. “That’s why you’re here? To try and convince me to fight for your side?”

“Before they decide it for us.” In the distance, thunder rolled across the night sky. No storm clouds gathered. And yet the air crackled as if one was forming. Kael looked toward the dark horizon where unseen enemies waited. Then back at her. “Then we prepare,” he said. Above them, the sky seemed to burn brighter with moonlight. And for the first time, Lira understood something with terrifying clarity. The war wasn’t just for territory. It was for her. And it was only beginning.

The anger that was burning in his eyes now was like nothing Ada has ever seen. “You must believe me, if we shed any blood today, the Never-Ending war will remain with its name. And soon we would be sending our families into battle.” “Traitor!” The man yelled and all the soldiers of Alaocha chanted the word with at him. “She is telling the truth,” Someone shouted and the noise died down slowly. The armies of Ndiocha teared in two and a man walked out and stood beside Ada. They were standing in the midst of the two nations who were anxious to shred themselves to pieces.

That is a declaration of war. *****************************************

They stepped into it, and it closed behind them—leaving only a trail of cold air and the promise of war. Cole looked down at his father, then at Lila, Jade, and the injured Elara. The battle was over. But the war had only just started. (Word count: 1489)