Legacy Of Kain Book Novels & Stories

Sushi didn't mention if there was a way to free the king of darkness. "There is," answered Elijah. "The body of the king of darkness is chained and he cannot move or breathe. But those chains have six sacred locks. Those locks can be opened by the relics. The relics are deliberately planted in others' another part of Wysteria." "Do you know where they are?" I have a feeling that we need to get those relics, because there is a high possibility that the enemies will take them so that the king of darkness can escape from the underground prison. Elijah shook his head. "No one knows where they are. The only clue is written in a book. I've read that but it doesn't seem to make sense because it's n

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

I hope not though, till everything is sorted out I will not let her leave my sight. We soon arrived at the new company, it was a publishing company I opened this year just before I defeated and invaded the Fortress Lack with some of my trusted men. The spoils gotten from the fottress pack which comprised of their investments, resources, and all their accumulated savings belonged to the Whitefang Pack now to do as I wanted. Including their Pack members, Dad had already taken some part of the spoils.

Killian gave Alys a curious glance but smartly backed up a bit for Aiden’s sake. “Now back to that book. It’s a book on mixed blood in general. All types of mixtures, hybrids, all that. Now it should be just around here…” Killian walked off back to the shelf he was at. “Ah ha! Here it is.” He exclaimed in triumph, pulling a large tome from the shelf. It looked very old and had a leather cover. Alys excitedly rushed over and tenderly reached out for the book taking it from him, Aiden had followed her and was looking at it over her shoulder.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

The symbols on Liora’s skin glowed brightly as new images flooded her mind: forests full of wolves with silver eyes, thrones made of bone, allies and enemies unseen and a war waking up that no one could possibly stop. And somewhere in the heart of the fire, she knew the wolf queen was waiting. As the flames swallowed their forms, the last thing Liora saw was Kael’s eyes watching, waiting, and the chilling certainty: not all legacies bring salvation. Some demand blood.

He closed it after a while and decided to drop it back in one of the shelves. Just as he was putting the book back on the shelf, he paused. No, he couldn’t leave it behind. It didn’t belong here. Not in this forgotten section. He was sure now that this book belonged on the other side, the part the King strictly forbade him from exploring. He was able to figure this out because all the books that he had seen were merely child's play, and none reflected true stories. They were heroic books that talked about past Lycanis leaders, half of whom Valen was sure had to be fake.

he said. I nodded slowly. “It’s the binding that locks away the Old Powers beneath the ley lines. It's what my bloodline was sworn to guard.” He shook his head. “That’s what we told you. It’s not the full truth.” I frowned. “Then what is?” My mother reached into her cloak and drew out a small, weathered book, bound in faded leather, etched with ancient runes so old they seemed to shift under my gaze. “This,” she said quietly, “is the true oath of the Weber line.”

“If that is so, why are you bothering with entertaining a discussion with me? Their Light Fay Priestesses are not mine to control, and neither are the angels they are protecting. What I do or do not do has no relevance to you.” “The realm of the earth will be ours, regardless of what you do or do not do.” “And my daughter will make sure that you do not succeed.” End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3)

If Vivian intended to keep me locked inside the boundaries of this estate, then I would use every single resource within these walls to rewrite my own destiny. ​I marched out of my room and down the quiet corridor, my destination clear. ​The heavy oak doors of my father’s private library groaned softly as I pushed them open. The scent of old parchment, cedarwood, and leather enveloped me like a warm embrace. I walked directly past the dusty armchair and approached the towering historical sections at the back of the room. ​I reached up, pulling down a massive, leather-bound volume titled The Lineage of the Twelve Kingdoms: A History of Luna Leadership and Pack Governance. It was a book meant