Novel & Cerita Gwain Saga

The Triquetra could fulfil their destiny and duty, and each sire a child with Morgana, and then… Heath rolled onto his side and slid his hand up Talen’s arm, bringing Talen’s palm to Heath’s hip, before leaning in and putting his hand onto Talen’s chest. “I, Heath Gale of the Havermouth Les Guerriers Sanctifies, promise you, Talen Gawaine of the Concordia, that I…” He paused to wet his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Just a little bit more of the exposure would not hurt so much. A few hours later, Sophia was carrying her injured body into the chambers of the alpha. She had been cleaning every single part of the pack's house for the last few hours including those of her peers. Her wound had stopped bleeding. However, the freshness of it still fired pain signals to her brain. The alpha's chamber was situated beyond three frontiers of powerful security in the palace. The story of the mystical vault was not far from reach. It was a rather common myth that has circulated through the members of the pack as far as she can remember. The story had it that the vault was built by one of the ancestral alphas and is

GWEN The sun had already risen, but its light did nothing to ease the tension in the air. Blood was everywhere. Some warriors groaned as they were dragged to safety, some lay still and would never move again. Others leaned against broken walls, breathing heavily, barely alive. The ground was stained, and the smell of death was strong, but none of it mattered to me anymore. My body screamed for rest, but my mind refused to stop. Conan came toward me. His boots crushed the bloodied grass under him. I heard him call out, “Gwen—”

I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there. I don't fully trust Henry for now but he wasn't as bad as I had imagined him to be. He has been quite helpful, one could say. I wanted to sever all ties with Sage and not ever walk back into his life or have anything to do with him but fate had other plans for us, now I am bounded to him completely. I am carrying his heir and I’m sure if not now, sooner or later he’d come to figure out my whereabouts, I can hide under Henry's cocoon for too long

"How desperate! The last words of a dying goat? I killed the King, and enjoyed doing it, the last prince will be executed tomorrow. And, I can't wait to drink your blood... It will be a great accompaniment to the meat for my birthday." "And it will be the birth of your death and downfall too. Finally the Athmata will find a way of purging out all imperfections, all impunity. A savior will arise, and he'll come with a new dawn, darkness will not stand him, it's all written in the Oracles of Times." "Who will save you woman? I love seeing how you throw the last kicks as you drown into extinction. You and all your line. I'll have a show to show you tomorrow- how will you love seeing your son's

Mates. Yeah, I need to have that talk with Mother. What will be the cost of getting my Sigmas mated? She’ll probably tell me she wanted one grandchild per match. I would be surprised if she asked for anything else. Twelve Sigmas would equate to a dozen children. Nia would kill me. Food for thought, I inquired while staring at the road ahead, “Why don’t you have a mate? Was there never a woman whom you've loved?” Gawain did not respond right away. Eventually, he said heartbreakingly, “Sigmas cannot mark anyone. Our marks never imprint. We can love, but we cannot form that type of sacred bond with anyone. Our sole purpose is for you.”

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

"That's ridiculous. You won't be able to cross the border let alone get allowed into the army of the enemy. They would think that you are a spy or kill you on the spot. And even if that didn't happen the word would spread of someone from Paria-Drae joining the Estril army and someone from Estril could try to kill you for it." And after her mother spoke that was the end of their conversation. Gwen went to her room after washing her hands vigorously. Her mother continued with the fish and she got lost in thought as she walked into her room. Gwen sat next to her window and looked over at the gloomy town. The window and frosted up and she drew some shapes on it. She faced the opposite direction

“Thank you.” “Do you want me to assist you?” Tyron offered. “No need.” Gwen answered, smiling. “I think I can manage on my own.” Gwen walked back to her room with the book and closed the door behind her. She sat down on her seat and sighed, then glanced at the book. It was dark-covered, and the title was written in a language she couldn’t understand. When she opened the book though, she could read what was written inside. There were so many chapters of different spells, and most if not all made use of blood. The more she flipped pages, the more shocked she became. She didn’t know if she should feel disgusted at the gory acts or in awe of how it is carried out.

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the