Best Tales Series Games Novels & Stories

After a busy day of her coronation, Dabria felt like spending some time alone qotn Zeus. But of course, Alpha David's words excited Dabria as well. Helenora also walked towards the group and sat down beside Ryan. Zeus and Dabria shared an excited smirk then nodded their heads in union. "Very well, then. Let us tell you the Tales Of The Two Kingdoms. And how you are related to that story. It all started about a thousand years ago. There were two kingdoms ruling the supernatural world. One was the werewolves kingdom. And the other one was the vampire kingdom. It was the very era when the vampires and werewolves were living their lives with peace." Alpha David spoke in an excited tone. It was o

I cautioned. “Lync... it’s not real!” Trey interrupts. “How do you know if it’s real Lync? The story of him killing his family, friends and other school students and stuff doesn’t add up. How can he get away with it and not get caught by police?” Deccan snapped. “Dude, I’m not standing here arguing about a stupid urban legend.” I mutter as I began to walk away. “Lync don’t go! They’re just being jerks.” Callie shouts.

Alessandro strolled in from the balcony, glass of scotch in hand, his gray eyes glinting with amusement as though he were watching his favorite sport. “The mighty Montez,” Alessandro continued, lowering himself into the chair across from Nathan. “Brought to his knees by shadows. No bullets. No knives. Just whispers dressed as truths. Magnificent.” Nathan’s smirk deepened. “I told you. He might be untouchable in the daylight. But at night? At night even kings bleed.”

--The Nydisian Kingdom, Eraregord, Royal Academy-- "Dane, comprise a list of your best students and have them submit their names to be before tomorrow at noon," Lucian ordered as he took a seat in the headmaster's study. Dane was a tall yet lean man with olive skin tone and piercing red eyes, the colour eyes most vampires seemed to have. "Consider it done, Milord. Do you still wish to hold the tournament?" The headmaster, Dane, asked. His Highness had sent word to him a few days ago that he'd be arriving in a week's time to gather the academy's best as well as strongest fighters.

Wrong. The first few titles I sift through are the kind I expected to find in a place like this: image-heavy coffee table books about the estate. They have titles like Huntington Manor: A Photographic Tour, or The Architecture of Huntington Manor. Or even Settlers of Barberville: A History of the Region. But buried beneath all of those, I find a book that makes my insides twist. It's called The Cunninghams: The Unauthorized Story. I stare down at the gold embossed letters on the cover. This is a joke, right? This can't be real.

****** Aria POV The scent of his tobacco smoke filled the back of the SUV, heavy and suffocatingly familiar. I forced myself not to react, keeping my eyes fixed on the digital schematics Zero was feeding to my wrist terminal. Malakai was circling the truth like a shark sensing blood in the water. He didn't have the final proof —he couldn't possibly fathom that the fragile, broken girl he had rescued from a staged syndicate purge was actually the mythical assassin Ghost. To him, Ghost was a historical nightmare, a weapon utilized by the older generation of syndicates. He had no idea I had used the civilian cover story to permanently escape that blood-soaked life, only for his own possessivene

LILITH’s POV News seems to spread in this pack like the wind, passing through every home not missing a single person. I just took a break from reading the file and walked towards the kitchen to make a coffee for me when I heard few girls in the lounge talking about rogues’ presence around the border. Caleb and all are at the border, I learned from them, it hurt, I should have known about this from my mate. Sighing I entered the kitchen to beat the coffee for me.

Darren asked, his curiosity overwhelming him as he rose from his feet; slowly shuffling towards a large white cooler. Elika watched him as she thought, her mind overwhelmed by the urge to test out the television to see if he was speaking the truth, placing her hands neatly onto her knees as she began to speak, her tone low and light. “We have loads of games sir, especially when its winter, just stuff that everyone can participate in outside, like when my father rallies up his prisoners and ties apples to their heads and we have to shoot them off with arrows.” Darren chuckled slightly, reaching for a small can from the cooler as he turning towards the princess; his tone appearing friendly. “D

Brianna curiously asks. "Didn't you hear the news? The reason why Serena is back at Walnut Creek is because her novel has been adapted into an International television series, and they are shooting most of the scenes here. The drama series will be televised in Australia, once everything is finished--!" Paolo stops at mid-sentence when Via suddenly intervenes the conversation. "You're giving too much information, honey. Anyway, let's talk about ourselves, not our work, okay?" Via cajoled. "Paolo, how did you know all about Serena's latest stint? Oh, yes, Via must always be talking about her sister given the fact that you two had a past---!" Nigel stopped speaking when he was suddenly elbowed

She had given Nala a letter to be delivered to the king, stating the current situation in the golden city and left him a few instructions. ***** Prince Fazan glared at their retreating backs when his father and the princess were leaving. He was a bit surprised at their amiable attitude towards each other, they looked like friends who’d just gotten along well. “Do you like power that much?” He uttered to himself sneering. Most have left the courtyard already as he motioned for his chief knight and advisor to follow him. They proceeded to his chamber and Argon placed some folded documents on his desk. “These are the most recent news we have on Rendor, our moles did good in digging these pieces