The Salvation War Novels & Stories

"Hmm, I have never considered sex casual, but even with your liberal parents and the sixties love fest they grew up in, your world has been very narrow when it comes to all the ways you can enjoy women. Both the ladies tonight would delight in teaching you and I do mean both." It was my turn to laugh, albeit a little uncomfortably. "I don't think I need to start with two, thank you. How do you know I don't have a girlfriend?" "The same way I know about your new career. There is an urban legend about saving someone's life and then being responsible for it forever. I researched the philosophy many years ago, and it is actually the invention of some fiction writer's imagination. The history of

“What did you do?” “I allowed love to become ignition.” The map cracked. A line of white fire crossed Crescent from the Winter Garden to the lake where Dubois had found Elaine. Every divine light inside the chamber went out. Talus looked at me. “Prepare your government, Maxon. The Purging Flame has entered the world.” I watched Crescent burn white across the map. Elaine had escaped. Dubois was still alive. But beneath his home, something capable of killing gods had just opened its eyes. I smiled. The war had finally become worthy of me.

“I’ll stop it. I’ll survive. I’ll save Luca. I’ll save the club. No matter what.” Saint tilted his head, a dark, knowing smile curling his lips. “We’ll see… Riven. We’ll see.” And then—explosions ripped through the warehouse. The ground shook violently. Flames surged like a tidal wave. I grabbed Luca’s hand, pulling him toward the exit. Behind us, the fire consumed everything. But in the chaos, I saw movement—a figure stepping calmly through the smoke, untouched by the flames. Saint. Or maybe… something far worse. My heart hammered in terror. And I realised: this war wasn’t over. It had just begun.

The valley floor vibrated and then whoosh. Dirt and wolves were flung into the air as the ground exploded beneath their paws. Howls and cracking bones echoed through the forest. Mangled bodies slammed to the ground with sickening thuds. A mountain of debris and leaves crashed down on top of them. "Now," Lena barked as the survivors came skidding over the ridge. Her pack pounced throwing themselves onto the backs of their enemies. Blood and fur flew through the air. Screeches and yelps sounded from every direction. The witches chanted spells of protection for our warriors and threw well-aimed curse bags at anything they didn't recognise.

"I over heard my father talking yesterday, he's having Adrian moved to a warehouse near King's road. He's only got 5 men guarding him.... do you understand what I'm getting at?" "So if I get Adrian before the wedding, we won't need to get married?" "Precisely" Mila confirmed. Tyberias reaches for his phone and made the necessary arrangement. He was having 20 armed men search for the warehouse, attack it and get Adrian. Tyberias and Mila went over their plan arrangements and decided that they would still need to attend the ceremony as if they were still getting married because if Aleksei was to notice them missing at their own wedding, he wouldn't hesitate to get Adrian killed. The wedding wo

“That’s right! I’d rather die now than watch Harper marry someone else!” Anthony frowned. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the sound of a gunshot rang out. “Hahaha! Die, you worthless trash!” It was Lucy. She had been hiding in a corner. She raised the gun and fired at Harper and me. Harper was the first to react. In a flash, she threw herself in front of me. Fortunately, the bullet went astray and struck the window. Eyes filled with madness, Lucy quickly fired several more shots at us.

The man at the gate flicks his cigarette and walks back, resuming his post like it’s just another night. I count eight men total, all of them armed to the teeth. Guns strapped to their bodies, knives tucked in boots, the kind of men you don’t want to cross, scanning every shadow, every corner of the building like predators circling their prey. The place is locked down, and the weapons they carry are enough to turn the whole place into a warzone.

The older Ava took a step forward. Tears continued falling. Then she pointed behind him. Thomas turned. And his blood ran cold. A future unfolded. Peace. Prosperity. Victory. Everything they had fought for. The Horror was gone. The world had survived. Everyone was smiling. Everyone except him. Because Thomas wasn't there. Not anywhere. Not alive. Not dead. Gone. Erased. As though he had never existed. The cost of victory. The price of salvation. The future that saved everyone.

“That’s the fun part.” Savannah trembled but didn’t step back. She stepped forward. Right beside Jackson. Her voice was steady. “Try me.” Harrison’s smile sharpened. He pressed a button. And the entire floor shook violently as the countdown for the final purge accelerated. Jackson grabbed her hand. Cole cursed. Harrison laughed. Savannah braced herself Because the real war had just begun.

He took a step back. "More than you think," I said, and both of us nodded. We neared the mass of warriors waiting for us, and Alpha Daniel stepped forward, bringing everyone to a halt. His eyes flashed around before he spoke, "We are going to war, a war in which we hope to bring peace and salvation to the pack. You should understand that you are fighting for your moms, fathers, sisters, siblings, and mates that you have left behind, and as a result, you must fight with all your strength and exhibit your dedication!" Alpha Daniel said, and the sound of his voice was enough to convince us to follow his orders.