Thirty Years War Book Novels & Stories

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the third book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary Twenty-two-year-old Alyssa Van Every is in a dilemma. Her close friend, Sienna, is marrying billionaire, Lucas Donnelly who, along with his brothers, happens to be her older

I can choose a much thinner book… The 33 Strategies of War- Robert Greene I stared at it for a while, and then I shrugged the thought and went back to the table. Minnie ignored me and didn't even look up to see what I got. She's too engrossed with the book that I think she wouldn't even notice me leaving. I glanced at the book again and decided to start reading.

I felt like the wolf and I kept on locking eyes , as if he was sent her to retrieve me – my mind races , assuming that King Alexander had sent him to get me ; it could be that he belongs to the king. “Don’t move…” Xavier warns us all , when he sees Andrew slowly reaching for his sword as well. However , the furry beast sees that to and growls loudly at him , which makes him stop his pursue immediately. From the corner of my eyes , I see Xaviers hand firmly grasp the handle of his sword and he softly pulls the weapon out of it’s cover. He then slowly proceeds to walk closer to it – my mind racing , wondering on what he is going to do ; what if the creature realises what he is doing and attac

He didn't even care that he broke three ribs himself. And yet, this very man who seemed to love me more than life itself had lied to me for 30 years. I closed my eyes and forced down the suffocating wave of emotions surging inside me. Then, under his worried gaze, I pulled my hand back and said expressionlessly, "Let's break up." His eyes widened, and his lips turned pale. "What?" He hurriedly grabbed me, so anxious that he even started stammering. His eyes darted around, filled with unease.

I pulled out another book, and another, and another. Then I found it. The book was larger than the others, bound in dark leather with a silver clasp that was tarnished with age. I opened it, and the first page was a map of the Northern Lands as they had been centuries ago, before the war, before the treaty, and before everything. I turned the pages, and I read. The war had lasted fifty years. Fifty years of blood and fire and death on both sides. Humans had fought Lycans, and Lycans had fought humans, and the land between the territories had become a graveyard where nothing grew and nothing lived.

Taking a sip of my whiskey, I felt the familiar burn as it slid down my throat, praying to whatever deity would listen that it'd numb the pounding headache beginning to overwhelm all my other senses. “Fuck me,” I mumbled under my breath as I opened the book titled, ‘History of the Great War.’ It was the usual stuff, talking about the first days of humans discovering the supernatural world was real, the attacks within our governments and armies, and the billions who had died. God, it had been a cluster fuck, a well-planned cluster fuck that none of us had seen coming. The war had been going on for a little over seventy years by the time I was born, just in time for me to participate in the la

“Like I said before, it went too fast. I couldn’t see. All I saw was her face and the battle raging behind her. Neither Devin nor Xander were there.” All three of our heartbeats pick up, fear for our friends permeating the air. Meredith continues. “The Goddess spoke to me, as well. She called it a ‘war of threes.’ There will be three deaths, three victories, three different trios, and three losses. We will be betrayed and experience great sorrow and joy. She insisted that I warn everyone. That we be prepared.” She looks a little pale. I quickly get up and get her a Coke.

Cela said. "I'll take note of that for next time. By the way, what is it about?" Hyun asked. "Oh, actually I have a favor to ask from you," she said. "What is it? Is it something related to the third book?" he asked excitedly. "What's with the third book? Did Ivy go through about it already even without me?" she asked. "Oh no, Ms. Cela. It's not like that. However, she told us to be ready for anything that you might need that is connected to the preparation of the third book," Hyun explained.

A family of three. The photos were arranged neatly in chronological order, from maternity shoots to his one-month celebration, all the way to Cody’s second birthday. As the so-called mother who had raised him for three years, I didn’t have a single proper photo with him. My entire body trembled as I stared at Dorian. "Three years ago, in the delivery room… The child I gave birth to… Where is that baby?" Dorian didn’t dare meet my eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed. His voice came out dry.

But down here, in this reinforced room that was supposed to be the safest place in the territory, a different kind of war was about to begin. One that had been thirty years in the making, and would finally end with Catherine Rothschild's legacy paying the price it should have paid decades ago.