Dime Novel Legends Novels & Stories

"What can I do for ye young man?" "I need this Fantasy book 'Legend of a Dark Morth' by VIC NOVELLA, I wanted to find out if it has been published" "Errr, I uhm.... Need to check my collection" The old book keeper, Dressed in a tick rain coat with Fluffy edges stood on his feet and slipped behind the desk to sit. Riffling through the long dark book and peeking at it through his spectacles. "I think the first published set has been exhausted and out of the market for the meantime, but I think I have few left over copies here" he uttered wetting the tip of his index finger with saliva.

Elena's POV In the first year of our marriage, Lorenzo Moretti publicly announced that I wouldn't be the Donna of the Moretti family. Instead, he made me do the work of a maid for a dollar per task. I worked myself to the bone, injuring my back. On rainy days, I would shake from the pain. In the second year of our marriage, the Moretti family's casino in Lavergo opened, and I was called in to work as a dealer. I was paid five dollars a night.

Five years ago, Sophie Bennett and I had a lavish wedding. But for five years, she kept refusing to make our marriage legal. Every time, the reason was Daniel Pierce. He'd been born with a heart condition, she said. He couldn't handle the shock. We'd have to put off the paperwork a little longer. One day, I looked at the wedding photo on our table and finally asked, "His condition isn't going away. Does that mean you'll never legally marry me?" Sophie pointed at the photograph, disappointment written all over her face. "Ethan, I never knew you could be so heartless. Daniel and I grew up together. I can't just abandon him! Besides, we've done everything a married couple does. Is that pie

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

Adam nodded, and he took a big gulp of his bottle of beer. “The war was started out of petty greed from Seth. He was Alpha of a different pack and hated the Alpha of the Moonlit pack. He was Alpha of Alphas, he was good for his pack, made the pack wealthy and ruled fairly over all packs. Clovis was his Gamma. Seth hated him for some reason and wanted what he had. He wouldn’t be able to defeat the Moonlit pack alone, so he made a deal with humans. With their weapons, he defeated the Alpha, and now Seth was the Alpha of the two packs, and Alpha of Alphas.”, Adam said. He took a deep breath, and another big gulp of his beer.

“It was written by Nela Thorne. She was Serena Bren’s cousin. She fled after the fire. She left this behind, unsigned.” Miri opened it with trembling hands.

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

It was Nicholas’s mother, Mrs. Poldark. She sat on the sofa, fiddling with a gold ring on her finger. Her voice was soft as she tried to persuade him. "Nicholas, even the wealthiest heiress fancies you now. Why hurt yourself over Beatrix? Just break up with her already," she urged. Nicholas’s eyes looked glazed as he slurred, "What are you talking about, Mom? When did I ever say I wanted to break up with Beatrix?"

he asked, his voice quieter this time, as if afraid to disturb the peace of the shop. I glanced at him, “I love them,” I said, running my fingers along the spines of the books. “They’re like an escape—a way to step into another world, even if it’s just for a little while.” He nodded, his gaze lingering on me for a moment too long. “I get that,” he said, his voice barely audible. I stopped in front of a section labeled Legends and Lore. The titles immediately caught my eye: The Myths of Moonsdale, The Wolves of the Moonlight, The Moon’s Chosen.

In front of the whole world, Amaryah was pushed into the Volcano of the Lost. They watched her fall, sink into the boiling lava, and burn until nothing, not even ash, was left of her. And he could only trust the legends. They said that witches don't die. They leave their spirit to be picked up by the wind and bring them to a body compatible with them. That means, if Lucian truly knew her, she must have had a plan. The first few years after Amaryah's disappearance, he received many looks of both pity and ridicule, so he never asked for anyone's help again.