La Quemada Leyenda Novels & Stories

Her mother! In an instant her legs feels light, she disappears. Annabelle opens her eyes. It had been all a vision. She was back in her world of misery. Annabelle picks the locket from the floor flinging it violently, the locket striking against the room wall. she cries. It was all a vision. She sobs holding her stomach. She couldn't think straight. Her village was burnt, perhaps her mother killed. All at the words of a prophecy. She had been made to suffer all her life due to the deeds of a single man.

Lila POV I was in hell. The way my body ached, my back burning like it had every inch of skin torn off was like being tossed into the flaming pits of Hell. My head pounded. My mouth hurt, the metallic taste of blood coating my tongue. There wasn’t a part of me that didn’t throb with pain. I couldn’t feel the lashes anymore, but I heard them. I still heard the sound of it cutting through the air, the crack as it landed on my skin.

"We will now read out the crimes of Kyra de Leta. Attempted murder of the saintess candidate, use of witchcraft to seduce the crowned Prince and plotting treason against the royal family with the entire De Leta family. She shall be beheaded by the Kingdom's Swordsmaster, Duke Kion" How did it come to this? I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted all that was rightfully mine. But why? why must you betray me like this Kion? I treated you like family but yet you betrayed me. Down on her knees, Kion approached and whispered something into her ears before stepping back and unsheating his sword. With rage burning deep in her eyes and heart she muttered at him "I will get my revenge you illegitim

“Isn’t it better if she joins the audition and ends up disgracing herself?” They understood immediately. “Wow, you are such a genius, Chloe,” Toria said. Chloe smirked. She had observed Lola’s performance. It was only average and she always couldn’t help but make a mistake. Now they only had to make sure that Lola joins the audition next week. It would be nice if they could get a nice fall clip to post online after ‘Dream High’ airs. *** Sanchez Family Ancestral Home. “Sir? Kim is here.” Henry, the Sanchez family’s butler bowed as he informed his master.

I raised my head, speaking with a clarity that ensured everyone present could hear. "I need an official statement put out right away, Lucia—the law firm won't represent Romano Group in any capacity. I will assume the role of legal counsel for the opposing party against Romano Group instead. I also need you to help me book the earliest available flight to Duskbay." Lucia was confused. "D-Duskbay?" "I'm going to go and meet with every single victim myself." That statement was issued within an hour, and the response was extremely intense. There were major news outlets covering the matter by evening, with everyone speculating about who, between Dante and me, was actually telling the truth.

All she’d remember was that her first kiss had tasted like ale, with a twang of berries. -A few hours earlier- No one remembered the last time that the Night of Flames fell upon a moonless night. A clear, star-filled night sky enveloped the land of the Jakara, where preparations for a ceremony were underway. Throughout the winding paths and cobbled streets of the village, large bonfires blazed and crackled, casting dancing shadows over the low brick buildings.

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.