I Became A Legend A Decade Later Novels & Stories

"Yeah, if it’s half a million, it’s no ordinary watch." The praise seemed to bolster James’s confidence. He cleared his throat, leaning into his self-appointed role as the wronged hero. "Actually, it’s a discontinued model. The market price is even higher now, but since we’re all old friends, I don’t want to make a big deal out of this." Sophia crossed her arms, a cold, satisfied smirk on her lips.

“Report: Unique Skill, Illusion Manipulation, acquired!” D*mn, what was that? Now, it starting to scare the hell out of me. Maybe this is what happens to people who are about to die. I heaved a deep sigh mentally. Am I just going to accept my fate? How I wish I had the courage to tell Iris all the love I feel for her. “Report: Special skill, Leo, the Zodiac of pride and bravery, acquired!” I’m really going to die. There's no helping it. There was no hope anymore for me to survive in this lake of fire. It’s like I’m in hell right now.

Elias responded, clutching his back and groaning as if in great pain. But Claire simply rolled her eyes and took his jacket. She walked away, heading off into the kitchen. Sitting on the counter, her long, bare legs swung back and forth as she tapped the cabinet with her heels. It was a song that Elias had heard in a store, and he smiled. Claire had resisted the flow of time for over fifteen years, refusing to learn the new technology or follow the events of the world. But as she tapped out the melody of the Taylor Swift song, he nodded his head, satisfied. She caught his glance and rolled her eyes, switching to a song by Destiny’s Child with her tongue out.

"I don't fully understand you." "Nobody does." I start walking toward the road. "You hungry?" "Absolutely starving. I've been under a gate for three days." "Right." I reach into my spatial inventory and pull out the forgotten pheasant leg from three months ago. He stares at it. "How old is that?" "Don't ask." He takes it anyway. ~~~

“The future?” Kayn heaved a sigh of relief and seemed to relax a little. With a smile, he said, “Surely there’s no need for all this if talking about the future’s all you want, sir. I was able to predict you becoming the legate more than a decade ago, which means I’m able to predict your future now. However, you’re aware this is a secret, aren’t you? “I lost my legs because of that first secret I leaked to you.”

“The big story or the small one?” “Both,” I said. “The legend is what you tell when you need courage. The truth is what you remember when you think you’re not enough.” Naomi blinked. “Okay, rude,” she said, voice wobbly. “Stop weaponizing wisdom at bedtime.” “Never,” I said. A little hand shot up from the back. It was the same young omega who’d asked me weeks ago if she could really be anything. “Yes?” I said. “Do you… like being a legend?” she asked shyly.

The words had come out before I realized who bore witness to them. No one else noticed, except Legend. "Hey," he dragged out the word the way only kids could. "I didn't know my Dottie is your grandma. That means you're in my family." And as quickly as he'd considered it, he'd moved on to another subject. "Is my grandma here? I wanna show her my gun." "She's upstairs, Legend," I said, trying to lead him away from the conversation we weren't ready to have, and he took off in compliance.

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

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca

I only agreed because i really want to see her reaction. "Daniella!", my mom yelled, "Come downstairs for a moment will you?" "Coming!" Daniella replied as soon she was standing beside my mother as my dad told her that i really am, li fantasma. "Legends has it that li fantasma has a tattoo on her waist. A fucking dragon tattoo. You don't have any tattoo on your waist. So why are you lying to everyone?", Daniella said clearly not believing a word my dad just said. She was right. I do have a dragon tattoo on My waist but I hid it with make-up. I had to otherwise, my family would have become a target. But some people won't understand it.