Dukedom Legendary Prodigy Novels & Stories

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

The nation was waiting for the new president to take charge of the affairs of the country. Prince Lukonde, an ex-regiment officer was pulling the strings at the Heroes Stadium. There was specific timing for every move he was to make in conformity to the natural law of justice. His initiator had labored to explain to him the Hindu belief of Karma until he saw it in clearest view and appreciated this part of the doctrine. Subi was not going to be the president for nature could not allow it. Therefore, the Insaka tasked the ex-soldier to find the best way of reintroducing the past into the young woman’s present. Though at first it was not an easy thing for to do, because of the amount of inform

Lucas went to Domus Malum and searched for his clients’ application. He knew his Father will come at the weak ones, just like what he did to Mrs. Hathaway, but he was also torn thinking that his Father might come at those evil-spirited and use them against him or to other people.

This was because a void passage suddenly appeared, and Reggie emerged from the void passage, with full of killing intent on his face. In an instant, the four prodigies gathered here. Gresham, the saintman of the Primordial Sacred Land. Drake, the Dragonid Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline and prodigy. Izzak, the demon heir of the Wicked Tribe. Reggie, the prodigy of Darkness Sacred Land. Gresham, who was severely injured and pale, saw the arrival of Izzak and Reggie, and became excited. He licked the bloodstains at the corners of his lips, and unprecedented killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Ryan asked, trying to keep up a defiant face but I could see that he was going weak. Interesting!!! "Hmmm, why do you have so many prisoners?." The man questioned again, staring at the vastness of the dungeon. "You haven't answered my god damned question!!." Ryan scowled and the man looked at him for a few seconds before heaving a sigh. " That should tell you that they are nonsensical and irrelevant questions that aren't worthy of an answer but nonetheless if you want to know... I'll tell you. I'm Lycan King Kye Blackwood, leader of the lycanthropy. " He said and a gasp escaped Ryan's lips while I just giggled in ecstasy.

"Sir Dominus is the youngest war legate ever to take office, and he's also the most powerful one, surpassing even War Legate Draco. Shortly after he was instated, he single-handedly fought against the Eight Hollows and successfully killed six of them. "All of these achievements are unparalleled in comparison to Sir Draco. Sir Draco became highly reputable after the battle at Azure Creek, but that was a group battle. Sir Dominus faced seven immortals on his own and killed six of them, which is a record Sir Draco has not achieved." Adrian smiled upon listening to Phillip's explanation. He thought it was unusual for such a young child to have such insight, setting him apart from other kids. He

I’ve been to the girls’ apartment a million times. Summer and her crew—Chris, Fati, JoJo—are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. My family’s lived in this area with them our whole lives. Their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess, and my parents are demi-gods. We’re legacy kids, born from the wolves who ended the war and rebuilt the world.

It was basically accepting that you are no longer your person. In contrast, being nurtured by a large clan was a different situation. Such individuals were called ‘Legacies’ and unlike disciples, their relationship with the clan could be best described as a business transaction. The clan did their best to grow them into the most potent of beasts, and they lent their names our to the clan in return. The weight of their names was enough to boost the authority and standing of the clan so that others dared not mess with them. That meant that Legacies were individuals of unparalleled talent. If they grew to match their potential, they were called ‘Crowns’. Galbraith was one of them; hence his mon

the Duke said coldly as he pushed his plate away from himself. "But father, I really, really like Kion," Kyra said with gritted teeth and a sweet smile. She couldn't really remember why her mother didn't like Kion at some point, but she could recall that there would be a time where her mother started showing her hatred for him even more. She began to wonder if her mother might have found out that he was an illegitimate child between her husband and one of her maids from years ago. Kion was Kyra's age, just that she was a few months older than him. And worst of all, Kion had the same black hair as the Duke and her brother ,while she and her mother had silver hair. But it's not like the Duke i

And even if she survived tonight, knowing his nature as per the tales, she'd be dead meat soon. Dominic Varkov was known across the lands for his ruthlessness. He was cruel and merciless; he'd destroyed hundreds of lands and had killed thousands of men. Because of his cruelty, the Moon Goddess never gave him a mate. He was 32 years old and never had a mate, but now he married Rosalie forcefully. Goddess knows what he'd do to her tonight.