I Am Legend Novels & Stories

Zen clenches his jaw while watching Isabelle exit the room; he grabs a pen and stabs the wooden top of the desk. He closes his eyes and breathes heavily trying to relax. “She doesn’t love you, she doesn’t want you. The moment she finds Daniel she will leave you and you will be alone, all alone once again. There’s no one for you, you are alone. ALONE!!” He yells and swipes his hand across the top of the table making all the files and his laptop fly off it.

“Aware you won’t be whether your life-string would be cut if you face the legends of Dark. Alas, you can only try, child.” “I’ll take my chances.” “Well then, to lose you need to be prepared. Alas, alas, your death linked onto your father’s fingers. Winning is not your option but losing and dying is.” She smirked. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.” “Legends shall rise, child. The new face of Legend will reveal itself the soonest. What you need is more time.” “You’re lucky, old woman! I happen to be a master of time. So, how shall I look for them?”

I asked and he stepped in, dropping his laptop on the desk. I sighed before closing the door behind me and returning to the desk. He played a video and I could feel the hairs on my skin raising as I watched the video. It showed evidence and the list of the coaches and players who had been flagged as invalid and banned. I swallowed hard, looking towards Kelvin. He looked equally nervous as he spoke. "It might get to you." He said. I paused, running my hand through my hair as I paced the room. Everyone in that list that had been removed all had serious issues to their name, I had none but who knew whether those crimes were true or fabricated.

Only one truth echoed in my mind: My journey was no longer just about becoming Luna. It was about becoming a legend. A protector. A mother. A warrior against the ancient dark. And Ama... she was just the beginning.

At our engagement party, Michael walked on stage hand-in-hand with a pregnant woman. In front of all the high-society guests in the room, he called off our wedding. “Chloe is carrying my heir,” Michael declared. “I won’t let her suffer. You, you can stay as my side chick.” The crowd erupted into laughter. Michael’s friends cheered, passing cash around. “Told you!” one snickered. “That desperate loser won’t ever leave him. I won the bet!” “Everyone knows she’s a broke nobody. Without Michael, she’s nothing.” Michael handed me a black card with a smug smirk. “Be good, and I’ll still take care of you.” I looked at his arrogant face and almost laughed out loud. Yes, I gave up everyth

Tess suddenly barked, voice pitching up just loud enough to pull every casual head in the coffee shop to herself, “How about I ask everyone else what they think?“ “Tess, come on, that's enough,” Mallory whispered aggressively but I caught it. “I think we should talk about the elephant in the room,” Tess announced, taking her time to sweep her gaze across everyone looking. To my mortification Tess began strutting toward us, boots thumping too loud on the scuffed hardwood floor. “Springville’s own tragic legend,” she drawled. “Harlyn Sage. Or should I say, Omega Reject of the Year?”

“Can I have it?” Not your child, Nyma reminded herself. Not that. But something like it. Something born of Ravengale blood. Something sharp and shining and destined to make the world sit up straighter. Nyma had grown up with those expectations stitched into her bones. The Alpha’s daughter. The Luna’s heir. The storm before the silence. Her brother could level battalions; she could stop a room with a stare. They had always been the children of legacy, the prophecy no one spoke aloud but everyone expected to unfold.

We both were standing at the entrance door and a passer by looked at me. "Come on, Ashley! Open your eyes. He is not Nick Melberg. He is Chris Melberg, a lone Alpha werewolf who is suffering from PTSD. Nick Melberg is just an alter ego of him. He was never a real person". Her words echoed in the deep of my mind. "He was never a real person".

Angel just smiles at him and they walk back to the cabin in silence. Once they clear the forest again, they see Alexis and Akilina standing in front of the cabin waving. As they got closer Alexis told Akilina to go inside. She raises her rifle a little, “What are you all? Monsters yourselves?” Angel smiles, “Sort of, we are very powerful monsters. I’m a genetically altered human with the blood of more monsters than I can count running through my veins. Not to mention the thousands of spells that have been cast on me. This guy behind me was just a normal wolf until I found him.” Drake nodes at Angel, “When he found me, I was on the verge of death, and he saved me. So, I have decided to s

Wenna said. “Fireheart is a legend,” said a woman from the back. “It’s just a story the people from Namandu tell their children so they won’t feel bad for not possessing any magic. Besides, Fireheart could wield lightning. No one who could wield lightning has been discovered in centuries.”