Zilla In Final Wars Novels & Stories

Yours in plotting, Zera

The Rules of Engagement The pack didn't wait for a command. They moved with the "Sudden Death" urgency of a tied game in the final seconds. Zane launched himself forward, his increased physical density cracking the floor tiles with every step. He was a human juggernaut, his obsidian-hued skin absorbing the 2.0’s preliminary logic-blasts. Kael exhaled a stream of blue-hex fire that shouldn't have been possible in the real world, but the "Reality-Patch" allowed it. The flames didn't burn the walls; they Overloaded the Sensors of the 2.0’s tactical HUD.

As they dragged him out, Zander pulled me close and planted a kiss on the top of my head. “You did good,” he praised. “We did good,” I corrected. Even as I felt some sense of relief, I knew this was only the beginning. Vienna was still out there, Robert Chen was still breathing, and the real war was yet to begin. I looked up at Zander. “Ready for the next fight?” He smirked at me in a dangerous way that told he was certain. “With you? Always.”

Their snarls and growls filled the air as they clashed, a brutal dance of strength and fury that left both bloodied but unbowed. Meanwhile, back at the safe house, Zuri’s quiet recovery was interrupted by distant reports of the battle. With each update that reached her, her heart swelled with both pride and fear. She knew the stakes were higher than ever. Not only did this skirmish determine the safety of their borders, but it also symbolized the final stand against the forces that had once manipulated and divided them.

Aira informed. “Dad Valen sent the first installment of the artillery but I personally feel that an open war will never happen,” I divulged. “The fact is that Zang can not afford an open war because firstly, army mobilization is going to be a challenge for him since the defeat of his forces in Rylot and secondly, without the base as Rylot, they can not attack the Dark Moon Pack due to lack of weapons and a stable retreating base,” I explained.

“You understand me?” The trendy smirked. “Let’s simply say you’ve been on our radar.” Rachel groaned. “We had been on Area fifty one ’s radar?” The trend moved for us to follow. “You weren’t simply on it. You’ve been a part of the plan.” The Final War Council The battle room became deep underground, covered with video display units monitoring worldwide destruction. Vanessa’s face paled. “My god…” London? Gone. Moscow? Gone. Beijing? Falling.

And that smile only grew wider. “Cassie. Looks like the crocodiles are getting lucky tonight.” The next second— A cold gun barrel pressed directly against my temple. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and looked around the casino one last time. So many people. Yet not a single one…was my family. Don looked at me. His eyes were impossibly deep, unreadable. “Cassie Vaughn.” “You may say your last words now.” I closed my eyes. Then— I smiled.

Volume 1 ends with Zeres and Abi conquering the war with King Gale Cyrus and retrieving his throne. Although, his coronation was in two weeks, but at least he was to rule and his reign is going to be filled with steamy scenes and love not worth ending. Yes, Abi lost her memories but somehow, the love she had for him wasn't lost, she accepted him wholeheartedly and Zeres would begin from the very start so as to grow the love between them.

‘Aiden, there's about four hundred rogues and an estimated fourty dozen hunters heading in the direction of the pack. Shit. Jayden continues, And leading them is Zelda. I can see it in Aria’s teary eyes when she stands up, her hands shake as she clutches at her chest, her breathing rapid, her voice fearful as she speaks. "Aiden..." I don't look away, knowing whatever happens next is inevitable. “The war is coming.”

And then. "Did you... really think... it was over?" Her scarred face twisted, dark eyes gleaming, alive. Damien’s Final Command Damien’s cold voice dropped... final and unyielding: "Prep the VTOL... we end this... for good." The War Wasn’t Over... It was just beginning.