Legend Book Series Novels & Stories

It’s not every day that a man like Jagger looks my way. “Are you hungry?” He asks, and I nod. Jagger closes the book, and as he moves to stand up, I position myself between his legs with my legs spread, and I smile. His eyes look at my legs and slowly move up to my breasts and then my lips and my eyes.

"I’ve heard of this one—it’s a book of legends." She carries it to the table, placing it down carefully before flipping it open. The pages are thick and rough beneath her fingertips. As she skims through, she reads aloud, "The Tale of the First Shifter, Moon Goddess Parables, The Story of the Night Sky, The True Alpha… This is amazing," she whispers, completely enthralled. "Don’t tell anyone I’m touching this, but I have to read it." "I wonder if any others are unlocked," Serena says, moving to check the cabinet handles. Ben follows her lead.

"She referred to material I've never seen before." The book. Riley took another swallow of his drink. He knew all about the book the Volkas guarded so closely. Once they'd shared their secret with him, Mike had shown him Legends of the Wolf, the volume that held all the secrets to his ancestry. Not many people knew of its existence or would have had their interest piqued by it. To them, it would be just another reference volume.

However, Jan nodded reassuringly, not adding that Curtis' heart could be stone whenever he wanted it. *** Legardo stepped into the dimly lit chamber, the air thick with the scent of old books and lingering magic. His eyes widened a little when they immediately landed on Arnold and Leonarya, seated closely together at a long, oak table strewn with ancient texts and arcane symbols. "Arnold, Leonarya," Legardo greeted them, his voice carrying a note of curiosity. "What brings the two of you together?" The pair exchanged a quick nervous glance, a silent communication passing between them. Legardo didn't miss the flicker of suspicion in their eyes. He had seen that look before, and it set his ins

~ THE END ~ * * * * * * // Character Sketch: Melody- Dmitri and Audrey’s daughter Ethan- Isabelle and Kenji’s son and Sarah’s brother Alex- Leo and Rachel’s son Sarah- Isabelle and Kenji’s daughter and Ethan’s sister Marcus- Dmitri and Audrey’s son and Melody’s brother Natalie- Calvin and Hazel’s daughter * * * * * // Author’s Note: Thank you for reading the book till the end. I hope you all enjoyed it. Do let me know your views in the comments section. There are three bonus chapters after this. I hope you will enjoy them too !! You can follow me on Faceb*ok for more updates. The profile name is Author Sonia. * * * * *

"I challenge you to a duel." Gasps filled the hall as the young nobles and apprentices heard Yaron Clan's leader challenge someone to a duel. Some wore excited expressions and the others were simply shocked. The elders in particular were speechless. "The lord will duel with Lady Zavebe. Did I hear it right?" the youngest elder blurted out as he looked around with wide eyes. "Yes," Lucian answered. A quiet cheer erupted from the nobles. Lucian was a legend. He was a promising martial artist and elemental user in his teens. He ranked first in his generation during friendly competitions. Later, he was promoted to a clan leader at a very young age and he made history.

Somewhere above me a window was letting in a thin slice of afternoon light, and dust hung in it, turning slowly. Then one book caught my eye. It was older than the ones around it, the spine cracked in a way that meant it had been pulled out and put back a hundred times, by a hundred different hands, over however many years the library had stood there. The Legend of the Lycan Kings. I said the title out loud, mostly just to hear my own voice do something normal, and pulled it free. It was heavier than it looked, the cover soft and a little sticky with age.

Far from Vesper City's glittering towers. A metal door slowly opened. A hidden room. A forgotten place. Dust floated through the darkness. A man stepped inside. Without hesitation, he approached an old steel safe. The lock clicked. Then opened. Inside sat a worn black book. Old. Aged. Covered in years of dust. The Black Ledger. The man picked it up carefully. Opened the first page. And smiled. Because one name appeared again. And again. And again. Written throughout countless entries. One name connected everything.

It was in that book I had first come across the name Alira, who the books had described to be a legend at poisons and potions. I had been reading a serial book when I realised that the last book was missing from the library. I remembered that I had been very sad to see that the book was not in the library and it had left me hanging. It was a book on the history of werewolves, where we had come from originally and all the important wars we had fought since we had emerged in the world.

“…An honor?” For a moment, he thought he had misheard. Nobody ever spoke to him like that. Not in his world. Inside the Hayes mansion, he was called useless. A burden. A mistake. Honor didn’t belong anywhere near his name. He let out a short, bitter breath. “If this is some kind of joke, I’m not interested.” “This is not a joke, sir,” The voice replied immediately. “My name is Victor Hale. I am the chief steward of the Cross family.”