Glory Novels & Stories

Shakily, she said, "W-What now, Jackie? Is it true? Your company's bankrupt?" Jackie flung her hand away like it was a disease. His eyes were filled with hostility. "Now you panic? You just had to show your face and embarrass yourself! This wouldn't have happened if you had just stayed put!" The roar made Yvonne shiver, and tears welled in her eyes, but she noticed the crowd's scorn for her. She held her tears in. A moment ago, she was the picture of elegance, but now she was panicking and looked nothing like a noble lady.

We all do as Lanna has instructed us and Lanna starts whispering words that sound like a chant as we stood watching the battle before us, the noise starts to dim, a light above the battle starts to decend and eventually we can see or hear anything, until a sweet voice hums a tune, calming us, then it whispers, "You have done so well, the bond of family is strong, remember to be as one" As the voice disappeared the bright light started to ascend bringing the battle back into focus and with it the noise. A crack like thunder made us all jump and a flash of light blinded us, crouching down to protect Desert I'm greeted by the sound of silence, I slowly peek through my eyes to see the light has

It was only the only photo that Gracia had of her. After their parents passed away, Gloria left Wyvern Peak for her parents’ wake. It was raining that day and Gloria wanted to meet Gracia. Gracia refused to see Gloria because she could never forgive Gloria for abandoning them. Gloria stood under the heavy rain for a whole night and hurriedly returned to Wyvern Peak after receiving an urgent call. Gracia never expected to see the news of Wyvern Peak announcing a name list of soldiers who had fallen at Isle 416 not long after, and one of them was “Fury.”

It was really true that Dana Hamilton was a mother to Clara. Philip looked at the Harriot in the picture, he was smiling without the effort of pain and a wave of bitterness swept through Philip. He felt like losing his mind for a second by lamenting the fact that he had met them again but he knew better than to lose his control. He tucked his phone into his pocket and looked at the painting one more time.

The raiders' flag was dyed black with a white triangle as the background of the gray skull at the center. They were planted on top of the armored nuclear cannons, a destructive vehicle that has been torturing them under fire for a while now. If those weapons continue for a few more hours, then the entire village will be wiped out with no survivors.

he sobbed into my shoulder. "Who is making you do this Bradley? Tell me and I can help you," I replied. And it's times like this where I think I would have made a better Luna then an Alpha. An Alpha is strong and protects everyone above themselves. An Alpha is a leader and knows all the right things to do to keep their people safe. An Alpha knows how to discipline those who need to be disciplined and how to show mercy to those who have done nothing wrong. An Alpha is someone the people admire, someone the people turn to at a period of crisis in the belief that their Alpha will get them out of that situation.

My loyalty, her disappointment and relief could be easily seen in her brown eyes but I chose not to let it bother me much. I knew that the bloody ‘L’ word was quite unlucky for me and it was going to bite me in the ass if I let it consume me. Last time I said that, I ended up being an orphan. My father didn’t give two shits whether we loved him or not, he was too consumed by his greed for money and my mother was nothing without him.

Once the rage of the God of War was set ablaze, it was not something small potatoes like them can handle! The situation of Glory Real Estate at this moment was the best proof. They had to repent their mistakes in front of the raging God of War!

Just as I finished, my mother shoved my head on the glass wall again as she kept hollering, "Dream on! I designated Harold as my heir last year already! Whoever he marries will inherit the company with him!" Though everyone was stunned by her words and regarded Harold with even more admiration, that was when an elderly but strong voice boomed in the gala hall behind us, "Quincy Waltz! I dare you to say that again!"

She pressed so hard that blood had seeped from the wound. Her honeysuckle pheromones, mixed with the smell of blood, became sharp and crazy, her pupils shrinking to dangerous slits from excitement. Her maid followed behind, her face pale with fear, her wolf ears pressed tightly to her scalp, her pheromones trembling like a candle in the wind. Gloria had bought a dagger on the way; no one could stop her. The resolute aura was so overwhelming that no one dared to approach. Seeing Adelaide, Gloria's eyes reddened, and she roared with a voice trembling like a wolf's howl, "Adelaide, what deep grudge do you have against me? Why are you trying to ruin me like this?"