World War One Novel Novels & Stories

"Already?!" "Already?" He raised his eyebrow questioningly at my reaction. I realized too late that I made a slip of tongue. It was just so shocking to me that the war came much earlier than what's written in the novel. According to the original plot, we still had almost two years before the war started. So how come it has already started now? I knew that not everything was going to flow like the original since I witnessed a lot of changes in the story line since I came here. But the war was one of the pivotal part in the story, so I thought it wouldn't change.

Evelyn’s startled squeal rapidly morphed into a sighing moan as his mouth and hands got to work. ** The Los Angeles Times was delivered with their late breakfast, and as soon he opened it to the front page headlines, Andrew cursed. “What is it?” Evelyn asked, alarmed. Andrew turned the newspaper so she could see the front page headline, laying it out on the table as he rose. Her eyes went wide and she set her coffee down with a clatter. There was more to the headline, but only one word she needed. War.

Just her, alone in a place that suddenly felt too big. She paused when she reached a door she hadn’t noticed before. Curiosity tugged at her. She wrapped her fingers around the knob and pushed gently. To her surprise, it wasn’t locked. Inside, the air smelled of dust and old paper. Shelves lined the walls, stacked with books she had never seen. Her fingers brushed over them absently—until something on the table caught her eye. A file with a sheet poking out. Arabelle walked over, hesitating only for a second before opening it.