Zilla In Final Wars Novels & Stories

“You don’t have to say yes right now. Just think about it.” Zaire was quiet for a long moment. I could practically see the war happening in his head. “…Saturday?” he asked finally. “Yeah.” He nodded slowly. “Aight. I’ll… think about it.” Not a yes. But definitely not a no. I’ll take it. A small smile tugged at my lips, relief washing over me.“That’s all I’m asking.” Zaire rolled his eyes, but there was no real heat behind it. “Don’t get excited,” he muttered. “I didn’t agree.”

"Does your grand Warship Team possess the absolute balls to execute a formal wager against our Swift Team? If the percentage of Swift Team drivers who successfully hack their way into the Grand Finals scales higher than the qualification ratio of your Warship Team... your entire convoy must stand before the media cameras and issue a formal, public apology to us!" Zoe J. has successfully thrown down the ultimate high-society gauntlet, transforming her personal embarrassment into a massive, televised wager between the country’s two most volatile racing empires. The Swift Team mechanics are roaring with re-ignited competitive fury, and the media cameras are capturing every single second of the

They think, what can such a small woman do? "I don't want to waste time. Let's practice!" shouted Zeno who was cheered by the other nations. They all have to put their egos aside if they want to live in peace. Vasilio's army will not stop terrorizing or destroying Earth until it is in his power. Eternal wars between nations will make their identities revealed to the public.

Yanking free the knife, Maya stepped back as Zane gripped her hand, yanking her behind him. Helena sank to her knees, blood running from her injury. Zane lifted his gun, pointing it at her head. Maya breathed fast and sharp. This was it. The moment they had been waiting for. The end of the war. Helena managed a weak smile. “Do you think this changes anything?” Maya exhaled slowly. “I think it ends with you.” Zane gripped the trigger tighter.

“Are you trying to kill yourself? Do you think I will let you do that? I am your-” “War is coming, Zoey,” came her slurred response. “What are you saying? Get a grip on yourself,” Zoey said and tossed aside the last of the thick sheets. Grabbing her hands, he helped her sit up, resting her back against the headboard. “You have to drink water, Zaramanni. Wait here, I will-” Her slender hand held his tightly and he became concerned. Her eyes which were closed before were now open and with dead seriousness in her sleepy voice, she said, “War is coming to Zenrada.”

She rose, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the city’s fires shimmered like a thousand crimson eyes. Below, Valenfort prepared for yet another war where humans, vampires, and everything in between would soon redefine what it meant to call something peace.

And that’s what my mate had been waiting for. “Gladly,” he answered, and our men had been in their spot. “This should end before sunrise. As the sun sets, the heart-breaking war started. Both sides run to close our distance, but I felt something was wrong. I stood there and watched them fall gradually. Soon our side was on the verge of winning. Newborns were stronger especially because they were still in the bloodthirst stage. I let them run wild for this war despite the possibility that they might lose control. Kylo was fighting Zild and having a hard time. Zild was fighting with him at ease. He was just even playing with him.

“I’ll hold them off.” Reina nodded, and they quickly slipped out the back door. Russe turned to face the incoming men, drawing out his claws. “F*&k you!” He had faced many battles before, but he knew that this one would be different. These men were not like the shadowy figures in the forest. They were real humans, and they were armed.

Across the river, the sirens of the real-world military were beginning to wail as the first armored personnel carriers appeared at the edge of the bridge, their searchlights cutting through the purple dark. The original Zora hadn't just taken the corporate charter; she had ordered the sanitization of the Mainland from her bed in Johannesburg to keep the software from leaking to the public. The copy and the original were now at war for the same name, and the final invoice was about to be settled in blood. "The countdown is running out, Alpha," I said, my teeth bared against the pain as the next contraction hit my spine. "Get ready to hit the floor.”

“So we end this in three days.” Ayesha’s heart hammered. She turned to Zayn. “You’re coming with us.” Zayn smirked. “I was hoping you’d say that.” And just like that? The war wasn’t over. It was just beginning. Epilogue – The Final Stage Begins Somewhere in Geneva, Switzerland… Inside a high-tech control room, a woman sat before a massive digital interface. She studied the countdown on the screen. Project Revenant Activation: 71 Hours, 59 Minutes.