League Of Legends Fanfic Novels & Stories

Elio suddenly spat out a huge mouthful of blood. He pressed himself against the ground, trying to lift his head, but Samuel's Pure-blood Lycan pressure pinned him down so hard that he couldn't move. "Pure-blood… Lycan…" Elio's eyes went wide with disbelief. How could this be? How could the mate who rose from the very bottom, who could only cling to him for support, have attached herself to the legendary and most noble royal bloodline?

Lia kept assuring me, and at some point, she said she was tired of my paranoia as it made her sick to her stomach, she she excused herself to her room, while I paced around mine. Praying to the heavens that they keep Ally safe. I had done as I had been instructed. Writing on everything I stood against. The hardest part was the part where Lia made me write that I wished to poison Draven and Darius. The strange fern letter was fern proposing the plan to kill them, of course, I refused and planned on writing my refusal. But Lia strongly advised against it. She said it would only endanger Ally, and she drove a hard bargain, and so I wrote that I agreed with it.

The answer I'd been looking for. I remembered when Valerian left for a while, and I was plagued by dreams, memories, actually which my mates were channeling my way to keep me the scared, pathetic woman that escaped their hold. Sometimes I now remember, if I listened hard enough, I could hear them speaking to me. Maybe I could try that with Valerian. But I didn't know if it would work. The advantage my mates had is we already have a bond formed when we had sex, I don't know if I can even connect with him.

Her eyes widened and shook despondently without focus as she felt her bond with Harrod slowly slip away. ' No!' She tried to reach for it but it only grew farther and farther away from her grasp. " I, Harrod Dawson, Alpha of the Stingfang pack, Reject you as my mate!" Harrod declared, withdrawing himself completely from his bond with Georgia. He felt empty inside, even though his chest still tinged in pain from the betrayal. However, the pain only fueled his hate and disgust at Georgia. The mere sight of her pissed him off and he ignored her even though she seemed devastated at the moment.

Liam's confession unraveled a complex tapestry of emotions, intertwining past engagements with the undeniable pull of fate that drew him toward me. "Why did she go with Daniel if you were engaged?" I asked, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. "Because I felt you," Liam replied with a sincerity that echoed through the room. "Did you feel me?" "Vallen's father was my father's scribe. When my father passed away and I assumed the throne, I chose Vallen as my scribe." As he spoke, the weight of the choices he made for the kingdom and the intricacies of his relationship with Vallen became clearer.

he whispered through labored breaths. Linked through the Lycan bond, he now felt the intensity of Visenya’s overflowing love for him. “And we love you,” Visenya and Delilah chorused in unison, their voices resonating within his mind. Lucian looked at Visenya with wide eyes. “I can mind-link with Delilah?” Visenya nodded, a playful glint in her eyes. “Mhm, you have the pleasure of hearing her sass for yourself now.”

So handsome! But then I heard the sound of broken bones, and I instinctively flinched, moving behind Liam. My head poked just above his shoulder so I could see. “Ahhh! How dare you! I’ll kill you!” My heart dropped in fear for the thug. Was he stupid? Didn’t he know the man standing in front of him was the Lycan King? The King ignored him and walked toward the blind girl. My hands clenched at my sides as he leaned toward her, holding her chin, and whispered something to her.

A FEW DAYS LATER, the students went back to the academy. At that time, rumors had already spread that Chloe Liu and Jucel Greyn were the ones who defeated the Illinora, and that Chloe Liu is a Blood Star while Jucel Greyn is a Saranian. The once unnoticed brunette became the specimen of the whole academy, including the teachers. At first, she was looked down because she was a Deirdre peasant. Now, she was stared at with envy and curiosity. Chloe was jealous of her best friend, Jucel, who decided not to attend the academy anymore and focus on helping the group from behind.

Fane completely ignored those looks as he looked right at Lionel. Lionel frowned as he coldly said, "Brat! What did you say? Who are you calling a dog?! Do you want to die?!" Lionel was so angry his eyebrows were raised. Fane laughed as he said calmly, "Am I wrong? You're completely twisting the truth right now, trying to pin all the blame on Fane. You're talking as if Fane was the one who cruelly killed all those regular warriors. He clearly did nothing, but you're trying to direct all the anger to him, and spare the real culprits!