Make War Not Love Novels & Stories

she murmured. It wasn’t a plea. It was a challenge. And I’d never been one to back down. I crushed my mouth to hers, every ounce of restraint I had left shattering between us. There’d be fallout. There’d be consequences. But in that moment, none of it mattered. Because this wasn’t a love story. It was a war. And she was the only thing worth bleeding for.

She was talking about her mythology class, her voice animated as she explained that the goddess of love and the god of war were lovers from the beginning, forever tangled together in passion and struggle. At the time he’d joked that it made sense. Love is a battlefield and war is nothing without something worth fighting for. Now the meaning sits differently for him. Love and war. Aphrodite and Ares. Aurora and him. And, God help them, maybe Gianna and Romero. He isn’t used to letting sentiment twist around his business. He isn’t used to seeing one of his seconds slip toward something as fragile as affection. But if gods of war take lovers, Dominic considers, if even divine beings are shaped

Sisila said. "Yeah! She is right, we will prepare ourselves for the war." Ali added. "... Carlos started a war because he saved the vampire he loved, so i think if the war do come, i will also fight along Carlos in it." Lily pitch in. "What is wrong with you people?! why are you all siding with him on what he did? He just started a war between us and the WEREWOLVES just because of a woman!" Travis shouted. "Not just any woman, the love of his life, and Beside the werewolves were the one who started the war. They kidnapped a vampire, one of us and also the vampire head soon to be bride." Sisila said to him.

Nothing," she replied quickly again. As she still rolled her eyes one by one at the approaching soldiers. Maybe she misses the only man that she wishes to see too. It's as if she's just deceiving herself. She tries to make believe that the man she can't deny she loved is worthless. But until those moments she still remembers Jake. "Okay. Thank you for you answer. We are leaving." The soldiers said goodbye. She was left in her position standing and following the gaze to the walking away soldiers.

I sighed. " it doesn't have to be" he whispered. " come back to me Mia Bella come back to me my love" he said placing his forehead against mine. Tears fell from my eyes as i heard a name i haven't heard in a while it broke my heart to know that what he wanted wasn't possible not until i finished what i started.

Their lips were just a few centimeters away from kissing each other. “I love you too”. Simon said, reconnecting their lips and relieving the moment of magic when they kiss each other. The two lovebirds can't let go of each other's arms, their love is blossoming more and more they'd imagine. They stood still holding each other waist and deep staring at both eyes. Jasper knew convincing his parents to accept Simon is another war upfront, and he'll cross the feared bridge when he reached there. Losing his inheritance isn't what that matters to him mostly anymore. ****

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

They were a team, a new kind of a war. The final act of their story had begun, and the choice was theirs to make. The global cartel, a new, more dangerous enemy, was a force of nature, a new kind of power, a new kind of a threat. They were a force of nature, a new kind of a war. A war for the heart, a war for the soul, a war for a love so profound it was terrifying. The unfinished business was a brutal, beautiful, and devastating reality. The love, the pain, the unresolved passion – it was all there, a constant, terrifying presence in their lives. The new partnership, a new kind of power, a new kind of a threat, was a single, unstoppable force. The last war had begun. And the world would fee

War meant sacrificing people whose only crime had been loyalty to leadership that had prioritized personal happiness over collective safety. War meant proving love through methods that might destroy everything love was supposed to protect.

I learned from my mistakes that love is love, regardless of gender. - Either due to prejudice or stubbornness. The result is the same whether it's because you hate werewolves or don't admit your mistakes. Either lose me or kill me. If your love for me were truly genuine, none of these options would be on the table. Vlad hangs up the call, gets up, and returns to the car. The elements in the room, trying to locate the call's origin and doing their everyday work, remained silent. None of those present understood why Vlad didn't give in. He didn't conclude that his son was right. They realized that heartbreak led to war. They accepted that the war generated hatred. But may love end hate? It was