The Last Gihad Novels & Stories

I'd been with Leo Blackwood for five years. But we'd never once made it through a mating ceremony. Every time we were about to seal the bond, something would happen with Linda—his adopted sister. And every single time, Leo would leave me behind. This time, he swore he'd planned everything down to the last detail. Promised he wouldn't miss it. I waited five days and five nights—because I wanted to tell him I was pregnant. He never showed. Instead, I got attacked by rogues. Got infected with wolfsbane because of it. At the very last moment, I called Leo. It was Linda who picked up. She put the video on, and that's when I saw it—Leo and Linda, right in the middle of some celebration. "Freya." H

“It’s over, Khalid, your men are dead. Hand the kid over.” Slater’s voice came over the comms. “Wind is screwing with accuracy. No shot.” “Get out of my way or the boy is dead!” “You’d kill your own son?” Max shouted over the wind. “If I have to, he’ll be a casualty of war, and I will be in Jannah.” Max doubted the terrorist would grace the pearly gates in any realm after the atrocities he’d caused. “Murdering your child won’t get you there.” The fucker wouldn’t stop moving, and sand whipped at open skin. Gabe squeezed his eyes shut against the blustery assault and started to cry.

It left him feeling increasingly frustrated and dissatisfied with his current body. Aria knew that every time she cried, it left Amon anxious and flustered. However, the reassurance that she would always be loved and supported no matter how she changed, regardless of whether it was good or bad, touched her deeply and successfully won the war against the last of her resistance. With the shackles Aria had used to tie down her hopes broken, her body felt lighter and her mind clearer. Amon's words were like a spark that set off a raging fire, coursing through her blood, urging her to immediately take action in becoming someone worthy of Amon.

The guards laugh, like it’s some victory, but I’m not fooled. I’ve been here long enough to know that the real battle is never in the pit. It’s here, in the silence between the fights, when the cage doors are locked and the chains are tight. That’s when they break you. When they leave you alone with your thoughts, with your guilt, your fear, your desperation. When they strip you of everything but your need to survive. And that’s where the others go. They let it break them. They let themselves fall apart. But not Christian.

The war room was a ghost of its former self, a place now filled with the profound silence of a final, unyielding resolve. The maps were rolled up, the strategies memorized, the orders given. The last war, a brutal, uncompromising clash of two worlds, had reached its climax. Amara and Dante, a formidable partnership forged in the crucible of betrayal and loss, were a single, unstoppable force. But now, they were not just fighting for an empire; they were fighting for their family. The son, a secret for three years, was now a reality, a reason to live, a reason to fight, a reason to die.

The looming presence of the God Giant Statue of Destroyers cast an ominous shadow over the battlefield. The Gaia clan members, their faces etched with determination and fear, knew this was their last stand. The final confrontation had begun, and the stakes had never been higher. Kai stood at the forefront, his eyes locked onto the colossal figure. "We can't let it destroy everything we've fought for," he declared, his voice filled with resolve. "This ends here."

- I do have one - I don't understand, explain to me, please - I can't, I already don't understand myself, but I know something, I need to clean this madness for you - for me? - yes, no matter what gonna happen, I'll always be on your side, even if I'm dead, my souls will follow you - what are you talking about? - we need to go now - but Jacob, I... - don't say anything, stay safe Layla, I'll find you - what? - goodbye

Bill waited for the latest news from the Kingdom of Hellfric with an anxious look on his face. Meanwhile, in the Hellfric Kingdom, Giorgino Hellfric had just managed to catch up to Jody Gardner who looked exhausted after being chased continuously by Giorgino who strangely still had excellent stamina. "Give up! There's no point in you running anymore!" Giorgino said. Jody Gardner smirked, "You think I'm that stupid to give up when my victory is almost within reach?" Giorgino retorted, "Victory? Don't dream!" "I've managed to kill your war general."

Standing at the top of a staircase, flanked by two heavily armed guards. His suit was crisp. His expression was unreadable. “Congratulations,” he said, clapping slowly. “You’ve made it this far.” Fiona took a step forward. “This ends tonight.” Greaves smirked. “Oh, I agree.” He raised a hand— And his guards opened fire. --- The Last Battle Darwin tackled Fiona behind the cover as bullets rained down. Thalassa fired back, hitting one of the guards. Bella took out the other. Marcus pulled a knife and lunged at Greaves—

Indicating they have to fight them if they want to reach their last relic. Smirking at their staggered reaction, Huzefa extended his hand out to those giant beasts, enunciating, “Beyond this point is our last ungodly chalice.”