Champion A Legend Novel Novels & Stories

“Ahhhhhh!” My body jerked as I went to the floor, rolling on my back. A growl erupted from my throat as I rolled on all fours. I could feel my bones breaking. I was about to shift. My wolf howled, making the witches move back from me. They could see how dire this situation was. "I'm Alpha Agatha Janus. The last of my bloodline. The first female alpha of the Red Flames. You are all in my way and stopping me from getting to my mate," I growl, standing on my feet.

“There are two Alpha’s ruling the pack Lyra. Thus, the pack is divided into two factions, Jaspers faction and Callum’s faction. Both are at rivalry. The peace and rest of our pack rests on your shoulders Lyra. You are to select the right Alpha. And I suggest you do that rightly and quickly, or you would be putting the pack in jeopardy under a wrong leadership.” How did it happen? Two Alphas? She has to pick? What happened to the moon goddess giving to each and everyone a mate? How did her leaving for the phrontistery at the Crescent Pack turn her into being the “Merlin” of her Camelot; Moonstone pack? The questions kept running through her head. Just then, a soft knock rang through the silen

Genius touch. I have to pretend to be scared because they think I am Wyatt Hayes. They don’t know I am The Reaper and that I have a plan to end them all. “Stay here,” One of them says with a thick Russian accent. I nod as I remove the blindfold and scan the room. They took my gun as I expected. I can see two lamps and a chair I can use in my favor if it comes to fighting.

, Elio asked, his voice trembling with emotion. The Oracle sighed, her expression grave. “It means that your daughter is destined for great things, but also great challenges. The bond she shares with the Moonlit pack is not to be taken lightly, for it is bound to happen. If not Enora, it will be her daughter.” Leonora’s breath caught in her throat as the weight of the Oracle’s words sank in. “But… what about the prophecy?”, she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The Oracle nodded solemnly. “Yes, the prophecy. It speaks of a chosen one. It speaks of one of four bringing three challenges to a good ending in order to restore the balance in our world.”

He said, and I stared… For a moment there, all the noise and bawls in the air died down while I repeated the words I had just heard him say. Top-ranking combatant… It didn't make sense. “W-What?” I let out, without my conscious decision to speak, and with my utterance, General GreyBone responded again, sound pleased to do so. "You heard me clearly, Ava. You are our new Champion..."

“So we walk into danger and ask for help? Sounds like my kind of vacation.” I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the prophecy pressing down on me. The vision in the Oracle’s cauldron replayed in my mind — the clash of light and dark, the inevitability in the collision of two destinies. My heart thudded painfully. I couldn’t imagine losing Carter to whatever darkness awaited. Couldn’t imagine a world where the boy with the emerald eyes turned one red, one black, his hair rimmed with fire, becoming someone unrecognizable… someone evil.

Gwenn has done hers. The first thing I did was to go through the records and select the list of potential new council members, Gwenn did the final selection and then I went around creating new legions, I did four more because I knew we would need more warriors to help with the new dangers that were arising. These warriors were sent to deal with the occasional sighting of a creature thought to either be extinct or mythical. When it was too much to handle, my wife was called. Adela was no longer around, going back to wherever she came from and I was a little bit glad about that but it just meant that Gwenn was to go alone for her missions because her companions were gone.

I had a feeling that any negative emotion of any sort wasn’t important in a place like this. ‘I won’t have to fight?’ I questioned, a frown ghosting across my lips. ‘I thought I was your champion?’ ‘You the first of your kind, Rachel. Death does not change this. You will forevermore be a Champion of the Light, a beacon of all that is good in this world.’

"Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?" The young man's eyes rotates toward my direction, "W-What do you mean?" Don't tell me.. he read my book and transmigrated into it too? I inquire, "You transmigrated into my story 'A Thousand Canola Blossom', didn't you?" He indulges in a state of confusion. Finally, he says in denial, "Your story? Don't you mean.. MY story 'Brotherhood of Blades'?" I blink. His story? Wait. Don't tell me..

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.