World War Three Novels Novels & Stories

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. OTHER WORKS: 1. THE BADBOY TRILOGY BOOK ONE: HOW TO DESTROY A BADBOY BOOK TWO: THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY BOOK THREE: A RHAPSODY FOR THE PLAYBOY 2. DANCING IN HIS STORM 3. THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 1: THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 2: THE UNWOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 3: UPCOMING

It was absolute devotion. "Thank you," he mouthed to me. I nodded. I leaned back against the leather seat. My adrenaline crashed. My hands started to shake. We had done the impossible. We had broken into hell and stolen a soul back. But as I watched the smoke rise over the mountains, I knew one thing. The Consortium wouldn't forgive this. We hadn't just embarrassed them. We had blinded them. We had killed their doctors and burned their records. This wasn't a skirmish anymore. It was World War Three.

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

Her reflection shimmered in the polished obsidian floor, fractured and whole all at once – a mirror of the woman she had become. Damien stood beside her, wounded but unwavering, his hand resting lightly on the pistol holstered beneath his jacket. Across from them, Victor typed furiously at the console, lines of code cascading down the monitor. Isabelle patched up from their last battle, and leaned against the wall, watching Elena with cautious hope. The world was burning above them—cities overrun by AI drones, digital banners bearing Luca's face, and firestorms spreading through what remained of the global infrastructure. Phase Three was live.

“Now we’ve just got to win a war.” ____________________________________________________________________________ A/N: This is the end of Trio of Mates, but not the end of the story for our trios. Starting Monday, I will be posting the second book, War of Threes. Important/Interesting info: 1. I will keep to the same posting schedule: Mondays and Thursdays. 2. Main characters will change to Arya, Xander, Gael, and Brandon, though there will be appearances from other characters as well.

Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of heavy soot. Buildings were left in ruins. Wailing and screams, chattering metal armours, and the resounding explosions of canons echoed in a flowing stream of rings. The World was in ruin; one would mistake it to be the end of the World. The War between the Ultiar gods: Ekron god of discord and darkness, and Vyorn goddess of Nature, had gone on for centuries. The mid 7000BC to 2000BC, felt the kind caresses of the sword and heavy form of magic.

Third Person POV As the rest of the week passed, nothing major came about. The entire Michaels and Morgan company remained on high alert, prepared for anything or any move, any accusation, any attempt to shake their foundation. If something came flying their way, they were ready to block it before it even had the chance to explode. They were ready. Shane continued preparing for his children’s spring break trip, making sure everything was set and organized down to the smallest detail. Crandon and Tempest stayed cautious, keeping their guard up just in case the unstable professor decided to resurface. The flowers had already crossed a line and there was no telling what could come next.

Gabe Mitchell and his wife Brooke were finishing dinner in their quiet dining room when the idols on the fireplace mantle began to tremble, rattling against the stone. Brooke froze, fork and knife halfway to her lips. “What was that?” she whispered, eyes darting to Gabe. He looked back, his face pale, worry written in every line. Outside their walls, something far greater stirred. It was as though the ley lines of the world had awakened—threads of power binding earth, sea, and sky. Gates split open across the globe, and through them stepped nightmares: demons clawing out of the void, the Kraken tearing the oceans, the Wendigo stalking forests, the abominable snowman leaving frozen death in h

It was only three weeks to their trip. That evening, after Sonia returned from work. Rose called her aside. “Please, I want to tell you something.” “Is everything okay?” “Yes. But I’m not sure you’ll like it.” “What’s that?” She asked. “Tyler and I are going to New York.” “Of course, I know you’re both going for Beyoncé’s show. Isn’t that wonderful news?” “Yes, but we might not come back.” Sonia blinked. “What do you mean? “I mean, we’re not coming back to Los Angeles anymore. We’ll be staying back in New York.“

Thank you for reeding <3 This book was first part of trilogy. Next part will be named "Shadows of Heart : Blood Pact". Introduction : The world teeters on the edge of chaos in the wake of the battle at Caelum's bastion. Zoe emerged from the ashes with scars that run deep - losses that haunt her and secrets that threaten to unravel her. The dark sorcerer may be defeated, but his twisted legacy lives on, spreading discord across the realms.