The War With Grandpa Book Novels & Stories

“That’s amazing.” I helped him into the car and waved at Rene, who was chatting with Sevi’s classmate’s driver. “I told Grandpa-Dada that Great-Grandpa taught me how to play chess. We played at Great-grandpa’s big house. But he’s bad. Why is he bad, Mommy?” I didn’t know what to say because until now, I wanna scratch that old man’s face. “He’s mad at Daddy and then there were guns shooting. I don’t like great-grandpa anymore, Mommy.”

"I broke up with my boyfriend." "Oh." I nodded. "Did he hurt you?" Grandpa asked, making me look at him. I nodded. "Tell me what he did. I have a short gun upstairs." "Antonio," "What? He hurt our granddaughter." Grandma heaved a sigh. I smiled slightly as my heart melted. I haven't felt that fatherly protection in a long time. "Tell us, sweetie," Grandpa said. "Your grandfather is good with his short gun though," Grandma said, making him chuckle.

Andrew Bradford, Matthew Steele. Avery P.O.V. "Daddy, Mommy," Your Back" I said with so much excitement in my voice. I missed them so much and my grandparents. They were away for a month because of a war they had to fight in. They just came back from battle with the BlueHawk pack, and I see a lot of BlueHawk warriors walking back to see their families. Just like my parents did and my- wait a minute, where grandmother and grandfather at? I thought in my head. Then I started watching them all clearly. I saw a lot of them missing. I heard whimpering and howls from families that lost their loved ones.

"Thank you for your words of wisdom, Grandpa. My mind is now at peace." "Good." Grandpa smiled and continued feeding the goats fresh grass. Clarice still can't forget magic. "Um, Grandpa, is it true that there is a magical book filled with magic spells for people of your kind to study, read and practice?" she asked curiously. "Yeah, such books exist. I have that kind of book in my possession," he replied casually. "Can I see it? Can I take a look at it? Please?" she begged for a chance to see a magical book.

I asked him as we reached the kitchen. "Pancakes!" he said excitedly. "Alright, pancakes it is," I replied, getting the ingredients out. As I mixed the batter, Alex chattered away. "Mum, did you know that Grandpa told us a story about when he was young? He said he once fought a huge wolf and won!" "Did he now?" I said, amused. "Grandpa has a lot of stories." "Yeah, he said we're going to be strong like him one day," Alex continued, his eyes shining with admiration.

... The voice struck like lightning, silencing the hall. All eyes turned to the entrance, where an elderly man stood, leaning on a cane. Rupert Pittman stood tall, flanked by a group of bodyguards. His sharp gaze swept the room, softening with anguish when it landed on me. "Grandpa!" I cried out. Five years had aged him, his hair now fully gray, but his commanding presence hadn't dimmed. "Rupert?" Tessa gasped, the stick slipping from her hand and clattering to the floor.

“You have to let it go, Dad. Willa’s pregnant and leaving, and soon enough, I will be too. It’s inevitable.” But Dad didn’t dignify William’s remark with a response, pretending he didn’t hear him at all. Instead, he turned to Grandpa and said, “Is there a pressing matter we must address, Father? Is it about the parley?” “Ah, yes… It is.” Grandpa paused and eyed William for a moment, and it was enough to make my brother put his leg down and in a proper manner that was fitting for a man his age and background. “The parley went well to a certain degree,” Grandpa finally said, making everyone in the room sit firmly and straight in eagerness to know more. “But it didn’t end the war.”

[ Claire ] “You practically declared a war against him, Claire. Did you look at his face? He won’t sit quietly. He is our grandfather who always resented his own son. We are nothing if he determines to show us our place.” Caleb said. “I know, brother but I can’t abandon Grandma for him. It is not going to be easy for us but I am ready to face everything. If he wants to teach us a lesson, he can. I’ll take care of grandma. Did you see her face? How happy she was to see us.” I answered and sipped my latte.

, but just one short sentence revealed Grandpa’s deep feelings: Grandpa, in the next life, don’t lie to my grandma again. End

"Not really. My grandfather was a quiet guy. It was common knowledge he served, but that's about it. No one said he was highly decorated." "I wonder why he didn't tell anyone?" Hudson looks at me with pity in his eyes. "Because war sucks." "Yeah," I agree because it's the only response I can come up with and he's right. War does suck. "No, I mean war sucks. For everyone. Those who are fighting, those left back home, everyone. While my grandfather was away protecting his country, my grandmother met somebody else and had an affair. Grandma left him for the other man and started a new family, leaving my dad behind too."