War Of Hearts Book Novels & Stories

“Go back to your room , salsa. I need to rest now” Princess Rania said , looking away. Happiness and curiosity took her mind away that she forgot about her ill father. Was that the reason for his sudden sickness? Poor king! The Emperor was cruel and wicked. Rumors said his second , prince Ivar was heartless. Only those who went to battle saw him. They said he fought like a creature from the underworld. This scared people away from him. Princess Rania wished never see the favorite prince of Aragón. Such a heartless man was supposed to be thrown in a den full of Lion. Whatever may happen to him there, should be recorded in the book of criminals.

It took me a while before I gathered up the courage to approach the entrance. Shoulders held high I walked through the open door looking tough but deep down I was shitting bricks. I saw him at the table in the far corner and I gathered myself for the big reveal. I went into the club taking strides right after him and as I approached the entrance, he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. I found him crying and I couldn't help but hold him. He responded to my touch by wanting more which I couldn't give because he was vulnerable. I made sure he was calm before I turned on my heels and ran before my body betrayed me. I made my way to work and immediately I entered I was given word the drago

Her last, desperate gambit. Let her come. I had the Heart of a Traitor. I had the Shard of the Sun. And I had an army of shadows that would rise at my command. The banquet was over. The real war was about to begin.

Tomorrow would be. And when Harren’s men dragged their own allies out of bed in the dark, when accusations started flying across polished council floors— The fracture would widen. And there would be no stitching it closed again. I pulled my cloak tighter against the wind. “Don’t disappear,” he’d said. I didn’t plan to. But wars have a way of deciding that for you.

Then he turned and walked away, every step a wound she couldn’t heal. Ella stood there, heart aching, soul unraveling. Why did love always come with such pain? But before she could sink too deep into the ache, a chill crept into the air. The shadows shifted. Far off, something dark stirred—foul and powerful. Lila. The war hadn’t waited. It was already breathing down their necks. And no heart—whether broken or whole—would be spared. --- A Warrior’s Rise and Hearts Entwined

I browsed the shelves, and I read the titles. Into the fire, A firsthand Account of the extraordinary Battle in Afghan War by Dakota Meyer, Bing West 500 Days, Secrets and Lies in the Terror Wars- Kurt Eichenwald The War for crown and Empire There are all sorts of books about wars here. I paused in front of a book that I deemed the most interesting. I pulled it out of the shelf and stared at it, contemplating whether to get on with it or not. I can choose a much thinner book… The 33 Strategies of War- Robert Greene

This is the order of my books HEARTS SERIES #1 His Winter Heart (Snow and Eion’s Story) #2 Changing the Billionaire’s Heart (Sereia and Phoenix’s Story) #3 Billionaire’s Heartless Love (Ellaina and Ajax Story) #4 Triplet Billionaire's Heart (Saphira and Theon) I also have fantasy, werewolf and mafia story you can find on my f******k page Author marshmalllowssprikle faith. follow me there if you want to get updated with the latest stories! Till next story! -Faith <3

He whispered one word to himself. “Firewall.” Then he walked toward the light. ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “There was never room for love in our world. So we carved it into the spaces between bullets and betrayals.” “We didn’t fall in love. We folded it into the war and dared it to survive.” —Aria

He could feel those knives going through his heart. “Everyone out! Now!” Russe roared with a great anger that his followers had not seen in years. As soon as the room had cleared, Russe slammed the door shut. The news of Adelia’s pregnancy with an outcast child had hit him hard, and he didn’t know how to process it. Due to the loud noise, Adelia awoke to an angry Russe who immediately turned to face her, his eyes blazing with fury. She cowered before him, her hand instinctively going to her flat belly.

I said, though I wasn't sure whether the thing unfurling in my chest was fear of Vaughn, or fear of exactly how much power this man now had over what I felt. Outside, the city kept moving, indifferent to the folder between us, indifferent to the war that had just quietly begun. That night, long after Sofia and Griffith had gone, I found Damien still in the study, the same lamp burning that had lit our two a.m. conversation weeks earlier. This time he wasn't working. He was just sitting, staring at nothing, the folder closed in front of him like something he couldn't bring himself to touch again. "You're allowed to be angry," I said, sitting across from him. "You don't have to perform composu