War Game Flash Novels & Stories

GRAY I reach the gold team’s bunker just as they’re returning with the black team’s flag, whooping and cheering. Looks like we won- no thanks to me. I don’t explain my absence, just congratulate the team as they all celebrate. Then the black team makes their way over, hanging their heads in defeat. They aren’t too sour about it, though- everyone had a lot of fun. It was definitely a successful first war games. Brock comes up beside me, folding his arms and glaring. “Where’s Fallon?” he asks, his voice low so that only I can hear.

Lots of them. Flashes of light are slinging through the air. Finley ducks as a blast of purplish-blue light is aimed at us. I turn and see what must be a witch, or warlock I guess since it’s a man, aiming a second light at me. One of my warriors jumps on him from behind tearing him to shreds. My warrior chuffs a greeting at me before he’s back to fighting and I continue into the fray to find my mate.

On high, the Hunters’ observation tower signaled withdrawal but Evelyn knew the real war was only beginning. --- Control Room Seraphim. A voice crackled over the radio: “Sir Alaric, Seraphim is back‑firing! Power systems have inverted! We can’t… stop it!” Alaric tightened his grip on a silver sword; a fanatical light shone in his eyes. “Good. Then let this flame burn everything. If blood is sin, I will be God’s hand.” He withdrew an emergency activation key, his voice like an oath: “Seraphim! Phase Two, engage.”

What if he was being played? :Warrior, I hear your struggle. Vargas is manipulating your thoughts. He wants to distract you with doubt.: Rhychard swung a leg over his seat and sat. "I've been manipulated since Jamairlo handed me this damn sword. I'm forced into a war I didn't want, and it wasn't the Unseelie who drafted me." He pushed the switch, and the Suzuki roared to life. "There is no history, Kree, for me to prove your words true or false. Hell, most people would want me locked away if this ever came to light."

Jake replied and grinned as he drove them back to the clubhouse. Warren didn’t say anything, but he gave Jake a look as he pulled up to the clubhouse and parked his truck at the back of the bar. He followed Jake when he got out and headed to a side door. Jake scanned his palm and typed in a code before the door clicked open. Inside the clubhouse, Warren was greeted by men wearing Warrior cuts. He glanced around at the men all staring at him and he knew then that he never would’ve made it inside this place, not with the intention of walking out again.

I stuttered, heart ramming within me. “I’m saying, “Aunt Molly began calmly, “despite the Launch,” she continued painfully slow, my heart beat racing wildly from within me, “Julie-James and Flair Mag to be specific have chosen you as one of the top 3 finalists.” My jaw dropped, feeling as if I was being reborn, my hands shaking as I released a loud scream hand in my hair like a mad woman, eyes wide as I looked at my Aunt, “ ME?! THEY WANT ME?!” I screeched. I had long made peace with it being over but I was still in the game.

His eyes snapped to Aria the moment she appeared. “Are you hurt?” he demanded. She shook her head, still catching her breath. “I got something.” She held up the flash drive. Alejandro’s expression darkened as he took it from her. He knew what this meant. They had everything they needed to strike back. The war had begun.

"Trust me, I'll always have this fire in my soul. But... that explains why you and Phuture are sticking your head in our domestic issues here in Greenland. So... you're from The Union Greenland too?" "I am. I don't mean to spoil it for you, but in history class as a child I read that this war lasted four years. It seems things are going to end much quicker though..." "Spoil?" Willie Lou chuckled. "I know we're gonna win." The duo's conversation was cut short when they saw flames from a distance, determining them to be torches coming closer to their destination. The demon platoon finally arrived to finish their war against The Demon Corps without knowing their leader was dead.

Miles heaved a sigh. “Of course not. “After all, the Council of Myth specializes in hidden weapons, not martial arts. “That said, I can let you in on a secret. “The Royal Flush can break through any Gods of War’s defenses. “You may seem impressive, but you can only die if you’re targeted by the Royal Flush anyway.” Harvey’s expression remained unchanged. “You’re threatening me with a hidden weapon? “Are you stupid?” Miles let out another sigh. “I know that many people don’t believe us.

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.