War Novels Novels & Stories

Several soldiers who had overheard their conversation immediately began whispering among themselves, clearly interested. “Hey, how long has it been since they last dueled?” “I want to see this.” “Steven’s definitely going to lose this time.” “I agree. Zach’s got the advantage. Otherwise, why wouldn’t Steven accept his challenge?” One soldier commented excitedly, “Whoa, this is going to be the most interesting duel ever.” “Huh? What’s so interesting about it? They duel all the time.” The soldier shot his friend a disdainful look. “Hey, you really don’t get it, do you? They’ve both been promoted to War Commanders. If they duel now, it’ll be their first duel since receiving those titles. Isn’t

– I blurted out with an air of skepticism, almost spitting out the coffee I had just sipped in my mouth. - Relax… we are not going to burn down the lab or anything. Since your project also depends on him now, well, we need to guarantee he's kept alive. - She winked. - Right? - You have to outsmart him. War tactics also include playing the role of the silent, peaceful, lovely enemy, who is always ready for any attack. Preparation is everything, darling. It's half the war won. - Okay? - I must confess that there were times when Susie surprised me, or scared me. And that was one of them, and I just could not decide which was it this time. It could easily be both.

Ten years had passed since the day the fire fell like the wrath of gods on the quiet village of Wolfsong, but the memories still seared through Nia’s mind as though they had been born just yesterday. She had been a child, barely ten, clinging to the smell of pine and the sound of her parents' voices, safe in the isolation of the borderlands. But the world outside had come crashing in with banners of iron and flame.

Lyra and Alexander witnessed the scene a little horrified, it was not pleasant to see that old man die in that way, but it would serve as proof that, when entering this hostile world of war, death would be a permanent companion on each of their journeys. And so, both set off on their journey to the village, along with a few surviving werewolves. They were very tired, so they needed to treat some of their wounds to survive, otherwise, they would follow the same path as the vampire king. Especially Alexander, who was badly injured, so when they arrived at the

“I know you’re her mate, but you want to take her back to Snow Creek so soon?” Jaedon nodded. “I fear a war is starting.” My mother looked down at her hands, where she was turning her wedding ring on her finger. “You’re right.” I was confused. Mother continued. “When your father and I married, there were many threats made to us. However, Alpha of Snow Creek and Alphas of many other packs were our allies or just indifferent. This was the first marriage they had seen of an Alpha and an original. No one was as upset as they are now. When we married, there weren’t too many daughters of Alphas that your father could choose and I was his destined mate for a reason. People were angry, but it was wh

I almost yelled, but kept my voice slow. He rolled his eyes before answering me, "Have your parents ever told you about the war that happened so many years ago? That war was considered as the great war of all times. Werewolves fought against creatures being part human, part bird, and part lion. Aside from that, there were also vampires, were-man, witches and merman too, who fought alongside wolves just to win the war." My mouth fell open,"Oh." Then I straightened myself and looked again at the medical team. "I thought those stories weren't real."

She told herself that again and again until her breathing slowly came back to normal and she could no longer hear the rustling of the wind outside. Rie turned her gaze back to the book she’s reading. It was the historic account of the war that happened a hundred years ago. Before the world, as everyone had known it, ended. In the year 2025, the third biggest war in the history of mankind happened. But it wasn’t between two countries or group of countries. It was between vampires and werewolves. That’s right, vampires and werewolves. When nobody believed in such beings, they suddenly appeared and changed the course of history. That was followed by the appearance of witches, wizards, even fair

Kesakten Vampir Segawon. The words seemed to fill the gaze of Hugo who was opening the old book, reading it with growing impatience. These three words, if interpreted literally, mean the magic power of the wolf vampire, or wolvire's magic power. It contained everything a wolvire could do, in this case, of course, an ordinary wolvire.

Marcel wanted to make sure Carlo was safe but also knew I was tracking him, in hopes of finding him he would find me too. The war was coming to an end. Most countries around the world were is disrepair. There were no victories only a total wipeout, almost everybody had to start from scratch. I’d been keeping track on the newspapers, reading headlines about bombed cities, missing people, political affairs, it was all on repeat week after week.

My breath caught in my throat, my lips parting as the words rang in my ears. I stared at it, reading it over. And over. And over again. Something heavy started in my chest, spreading through my entire body with a speed that made my breathing catch. My grip on the book tightened. "It had not always been like this," I whispered, my voice unrecognizable even to my own ears. My eyes found the pages again, my heart pounding in my chest as I read the words that changed everything. 'The decade-long conflict that constitutes the Great War resulted in catastrophic losses on both sides. The wolf population, while militarily superior in individual capability, suffered an unexpected disadvantage in the