Glory Novels & Stories

"I don't care why you're not with my son anymore. You killed him. And it would be best if you were in the same position as well. After that, your good-for-nothing mate will be next!" Swiftly, Gloria launched herself at me, her movements fluid and unnaturally swift. I dodged her initial strike, narrowly avoiding her outstretched claws. Our battle weaved through the ancient trees; each clash sending shockwaves through the surrounding forest. I fought with every ounce of strength, parrying Gloria's attacks and countering my own. But her power was formidable, and I soon found myself being overpowered. Her strikes were swift and relentless, fueled by a mother's grief twisted by vengeance.

Brockley Leofric has just been born into the world, but on the same day, the village where he lives will be attacked by the Omra Empire to plunder the newly discovered gold and silver. For twenty years Brockley was raised and cared for by his uncle and his mother's foster sister named Riley Royse, learning various types of knowledge, self-defense techniques, and war tactics. When he returned to his country, his younger brother named Grock Leofwine had become King of Glora 2 to replace his father who had died. Brockley gave up the kingship that should have been his. However, during that time, the Outcast Prince became an undefeated Warlord, then take Revenge on those who killed his pa

There was no deafening explosion, only the eerie silence of matter disintegrating. In the white light, Naomi's body and the tower turned to dust. [Time remaining: Three minutes.] "Clifford, are you ready to return?" the system asked. I watched the three people who had once been the closest to me meet the most horrific ends imaginable. "Let's go," I said quietly to the system. I took one last look at my headstone and whispered, "Goodbye, Dad, Mom, and Naomi. So long, Clifford Sullivan." I'd never forgive them, and we'd never meet again.

“Little wolf,” he murmured, “tell me where that son of a bitch touched you.” I tensed, then frowned in confusion. “Wh–what do you mean?” His expression darkened when I asked. “I want every place he touches to remember only me, because you are my mate. And no one has the right to touch you.” *** On the night of her fifth anniversary, Natalia Russo thought she would be cherished. Instead, she was betrayed, stabbed, and left to die by her very own mate and her stepsister. But death wasn’t the end. She wakes up five years in the past, a day before her wedding; alive, unbroken, and no longer the fool they once used. This time, she refuses to love blindly. She rejects her mate, shatte

With each passing day, Gloria surpassed expectations, absorbing knowledge like a sponge and honing her skills with remarkable dedication. This pivotal moment marked the celebration of a miraculous business deal with Bong, a formidable player in the industry. Throughout the negotiations, Gloria stood firm, displaying remarkable poise and unwavering confidence. Her sharp intellect and quick wit had impressed Bong's team, leaving them in awe of her capabilities.

When I opened my eyes, my full powers were active and I started freezing all the demons around me. I ran through the streets, piercing the demons through the heart with large ice and they freeze up instantly and crumbled to the ground like block of ice. "Fuck, we did it," Lex smiled. "Master Yung would be proud," I added. Everyone who had locked themselves inside and those who had been hiding came out, and the little city people surrounded the five of us, hailing us. "Our savior is here!" the people screamed with joy. "Hey, I also did something, you know," Gold came out with a frown, and we all laughed.

Unfortunately, the ghouls weren't wearing any kind of armor so he couldn't pick out any decent items from their bodies. We can work for the glory of the human race, or we can allow ourselves to decay and deteriorate, but a house in ruins means collapse; . a village celebration on a warm summer day meant glory; Stealing someone else's wallet means breaking up. The act should not be exaggerated. Parachuting for charity means glory, but pornography means collapse. Romantic films can be for glory; Do you understand what I mean? Anything that makes us better than we are,

(I'm all good, and you? "Non male" (I'm not bad). "ho sentito della morte di tuo Padre" (I heard about the death of your father). "Accetta le mie più sincere condoglianze" (accept my sincerest condolences). He added. "Grazie" (thank you). "Chi è questa bellazza?" (Who is this beauty?). He referred to Kris. "La mia ragazza" (my girlfriend). "Ah...hai degli occhi buoni come tuo Padre" (ah...you have good eyes like your father). "Forgive me Bella(the beautiful one), I'm Alessandro". He extended his hand to Kris and she took it, smiling shyly.

“Jezze would someone call Apollo and tell him to turn that shit off it is way too early for this” Glory had been woken up by the bright sun shining in her face and a hangover from the night before.Once more then half awake Glory noticed that she was back in her room in the Hale compound. Glory thought how did I get home let alone up three flights of stairs. A cold breeze rustled through the tree from the outside blowing leaves into through the open window and Glory began to shiver. That was when she had noticed that she wasn't wearing the dress from last night and l

As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note. Rose and Amara looked at each other face confused and Rose eyed Amara asking what's going on. Amara whispered a small "Don't know" and picked the flower up. She picked up the small note and read it out. "I am really sorry -Adian" Amara's hand started to sweat. She looked around to see if he was around but thankfully he wasn't. Rose called her name and asked what happened. With trembling hands she gave passed her the note. Rose looked at Amara after reading and pulled her towards a room.