The War With Grandpa Book Novels & Stories

"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."

"Grandma, today the teacher told us about the war against the Thalenic invaders." I took his backpack and smiled. "Really? What did they say?" "They talked about Grandpa leading the troops! He was so heroic—one day I want to lead soldiers too!" Mason smacked the back of the boy's head with mock severity. "You little rascal! This country was fought for with blood by your elders. It's prosperous because of them, and you still want to fight?!" The boy clutched his head and ran to Jane to pester her, while she held him and complained to me about Mason in the same breath.

The house fell into unnatural silence, except for the crackling of the interrupted fire. I spun, chest heaving, my eyes flashing to my grandfather. He was already standing, wincing but bracing himself. My hands were still trembling, the leftover energy humming beneath my skin. "What the hell was that?" I rasped. His face was grim as he stared at me. "War," he said curtly. "That was war arriving on our doorstep." My grandfather braced himself, his breathing slow and laboured as he pulled himself away from the ruin of the shelves. The firelight danced in deep shadows across his face, carving the lines around his mouth deeper, older. He was staring at me, but not in fear.

He knocks twice and doesn't wait for a reply before turning the knob and waltzing in. As usual, Zach Stone sits behind his large mahogany desk like the royalty he is. A cold, stoic expression on his face. One can never tell what's on the bãstard's mind. Tyrel recalls the story of grandpa cheating on grandma with a warrior female he captured during battle. When the female got pregnant, Alpha grandpa brought her into the villa to keep both mother and unborn pup. Talking about home wrecking.

"My dear child… I've missed you. You've been through too much." "I'm fine, Grandpa," I said softly. "Really." He cupped my face, brows furrowed. "I don't know why you chose to join this war, but… please be careful. I don't want to lose you." I smiled reassuringly. "You won't. My powers are almost fully restored, and my memories are returning too. The only thing still fuzzy is what happened that day." Grandpa's eyes darkened. "You'll see everything once your barriers fully break. But Erin… prepare yourself. No one has told you yet but—"

After they had the coffee they took their leave and I also went back to sleep. When I woke up it was already half past seven. As if I just slept on a long night. I felt hungry, so I went down and you d Grandpa returned with sine chicken. He has a good sale today as it's exam season and the suggestive books are very good in sales. Grandpa didn't put an extra charge on those books so our store is the most famous on the street. That place doesn't have any other bookstores nearby. So everyone comes to buy books from our store.

Ruby calmed me, and I was sure my worries would fade once we marked each other. "We lived through that evil and darkness, son. Don't tell me I'm crazy or making shit up. Dietus and Lupa are real." "And now they're gone. You all fought a tough battle and brought peace for eternity." "No, son, we didn't. You'll soon learn life is not as peaceful as the great Kings and Queens make it out to be. There is still danger out there, danger you will have to face. You need to be prepared. Fuck!" My grandpa roared in frustration. There was a secret my parents kept from me, something that haunted my grandpa, but they said I was too young to know.

Grandpa Will was just coming out of the shower with the help of his assistant when his phone rang. Seeing his grandsons number, he quickly answers. Fear and rage consumed the old man after hearing the plea of one of his men. Grandpa - "Get in contact with the military, I want soldiers to follow Coles' destination ASAP! " Grandpa Will is a retired military general. He had been retired from the military for 30 years as he had to step in and run his father's company.

The air itself felt heavy. One command... That was all it would have taken. One command from my grandfather. The palace would have become a battlefield. Father knew it. The council knew it. Even Celine knew it. For hours, the two packs remained locked in silence, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Then the elders disappeared behind closed doors. No one was allowed inside. Not even me. The negotiations lasted until dawn. By sunrise... The war had vanished before it ever began. When Grandfather emerged, he looked twenty years older.

I sobbed, "Thank you, Grandpa." ​"Do not thank me yet, child. It is a warzone down there," he warned. "I am sending four of my own elite bodyguards with you. And Spring?" ​"Yes?" ​"The people down there are suffering," Grandpa said. "I have ordered the crew to load the rear bay of the chopper with emergency medical supplies, fresh water, and a large sum of disaster relief funds. Distribute it to the locals. Buy their help if you have to. Find my grandson."