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I had read them in history books. Lisa’s face drained of color. “No.” she whispered. Father nodded once. “Entire bloodlines gone. Survivors were hunted down. And guess who led that battle?” He asked but nobody answered. “It was Prince Draven." He answered himself. I understood why kingdoms feared his name and it wasn't just because of stories or rumors. It was because history remembered him. Mother shook her head weakly. “He was barely a man then.” “And yet he still drowned an entire race in blood,” Father replied grimly.

“Dracula learned of this and ran to hills of China near Tibetan border to hide. Transylvania was free from his terror. Tugurlan and his sons never used their power. “As Dracula grew stronger and more used to new self, he took daughters of Emperors and Kings for brides and peasant girls for lovers. Over time, stories of Tugurlan’s gift to kill Dracula became just stories. After several Tugurlan generations died and knowledge was lost, Dracula moved back to his beloved Transylvania. To be safe, he killed all Tugurlan blood he found. Some escaped and ran to other countries and only whisper of General Tugurlan to children in bedtime stories. This is why Wu and Wu ancestors fight and fight and ne

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“Who are they?” I glanced up at him in surprise. I was so accustomed to being known, that it had not occurred that he would not recognize my siblings. “Um. Tarragon, Rue, Caraway, and Valerian, of Queen Diandreliera and King Valsaurienkachelial taradrakyn.” “Oh. Uyan Taesil,” he nodded, leaning slightly on the wooden sword. “Valsaurienkachelial taradrakyn? A dragon.” “Mhm,” I watched his face from under my eyelashes.

The entire world appeared to be frozen at this precise moment. Tyr’s thoughts were drawn once more into the chaotic world. Inside that chaotic world, Tyr was suspended in the air like the God that created this world. There were two books suspended above Tyr’s head. One of them was golden in color. It was the Song of the Empire that helped Tyr refine his tyrannical vitality energy. The other book was in blood red, and it was the Souleater Grimoire.

"What is it?" "Those are the seven realms," He picked up one of the stones and grazed his finger over it. They locked eyes momentarily before Lucian continued speaking, "The realm of the dragons, the realm of the giants, the ice realm, the realm of fire, the realm of water, earth realm, and the realm of the dead." Katherine thought back to the tales Eleanor would tell her about the never ended conflict between the ice realm and realm of fire.

she nodded vigorously, handing the flask to me, "I don't know Amber," I grumbled, "Human blood is one thing but dragon blood? I don’t— I don’t know if I am ready for such a big leap," "What— you think this is the blood of a dragon?" She chuckled loudly, "No, you fool... It's a rare plant... A whole valley of them grow once every decade, people would kill to taste a single drop, guess my man here—- She looked over at the body, "— has been keeping it close to him as a treasure all this time,"

She drank de Descendants of the ancient kings and queens of Qarth, the Pureborn commanded the Civic Guard and the fleet of ornate galleys that ruled the straits between the seas. Daenerys Targaryen had wanted that fleet, or part of it, and some of their soldiers as well. She made the traditional sacrifice in the Temple of Memory, offered the traditional bribe to the Keeper of the Long List, sent the traditional persimmon to the Opener of the Door, and finally received the traditional blue silk slippers summoning her to the Hall of a Thousand Thron

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

“Of course, I want to. But I don’t have it.” “Uh - then who does?” “Damion.” “Me? What are you talking about? I don’t have any book!” “Oh yes, you do. The Valkyrie Opus has been handed down in your family. It’s been stolen and has traveled back and forth, but it always returns and currently, your family has access to it.” “You mean to say,” says Damion, “that is the book which has instructions about everything.” “Yes. You can give it to Tasha and she will know how to use it.”