The War Of The Worlds Novels & Stories

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

This was…the worst, most fucked up thing that I have ever seen. Wolves are fiercely protective of their own and what they claim as theirs, so war isn’t unheard of. Though war has never been brought upon my pack in my lifetime until now, we have been allies to others who have brought us into their war. We have trained all our lives. And some of us are military vets who have been a part of conflict. In Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq.

It’s the first day of the year 2140,where people come to celebrate not only new year but also the day when the whole world changed. Going back 40 years when all the leaders around the world came together to form only a single nation and named it EARTH, and also created one city named KOSMOS.

But did I have the energy for that kind of war? Honestly? No. I was exhausted. I just wanted peace. A life where I didn’t have to constantly look over my shoulder or wonder when the next betrayal would come. Maybe this was the best thing after all. I had been asking the universe for a knife to cut the cord—and Alex just handed me a sword. I picked up a pen and hovered it over the paper. But my hand trembled. Tears filled my eyes as years of memories came rushing back—both the sweet lies and the painful truths.

Marcus can easily be described as the Sun Tzu among his friends, the one who created the strategies and the best plans to lead the group to victory, even saying phrases from the Art of War from time to time. Among his friends, Marcus was the only one who did not voluntarily quit role-playing games. A few years ago, a terrible disease ravaged the planet, although it was quickly detected and countermeasures were created, the lack of precaution and the division that existed between countries, caused this disease to get out of control, killing billions in all countries of the world. Marcus was one of the victims of that disease. Remembering the words of his friend, he decided that he should obta

I nodded in agreement. I sat back as Gavin drove us out of my territory. The outskirts of the territory were in shambles. Fives years since the end of the war and it had not yet recovered. I felt ashamed of my lack of leadership, not only towards my pack but to my late father as well.

Selene heard it popping its mouth and distance itself from her space. She forcefully chuckled and stare back at the man in front of her. It's the Monarch of the Underworld. A God. An immortal. The one who will soon declare a war between the other realm, taking lives barehanded and mercilessly. She examined his appearance and saw that he's currently wearing a luxury dark coat over a long loose suit but I'm wearing a ball gown, who's winning here? She thought and break the silence between them. "I know, if I were a man I'll also fall for myself too." Selene smiles widely and casually looks around her. That's when she notices that the deep black space surrounding them is now gone replaced by a

She rose, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the city’s fires shimmered like a thousand crimson eyes. Below, Valenfort prepared for yet another war where humans, vampires, and everything in between would soon redefine what it meant to call something peace.

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"