Legend Gemmell Novel Novels & Stories

Damien had bought it years ago under a fake name, a secret even his father didn’t know. Or so he claimed. The air inside smelled faintly of cedar and dust. There were no windows in the back rooms, no cameras, no connections. Just silence. For the first time in days, I exhaled. Damien collapsed onto the couch, wincing. “You know, for someone who swore off revenge, you’re getting good at it.” I smiled faintly. “Guess I learned from the best.” He looked up, eyes soft. “Elara…” But whatever he was about to say was drowned by the sharp ping of my phone.

“And how exactly are you going to do that?” “Belmare,” Rhea said simply, her lips curling. “That filthy little slum she crawled out of. If there’s dirt, it’s there. And I’m going to Belmare myself to find it.” Isabelle’s brows rose in alarm. “Belmare? You can’t be serious. All the way there? Besides the slums are a dangerous place. You—” “I don’t care.” Rhea’s voice cut like glass. “Danger is irrelevant. Montez is worth it. He’s worth everything. If I have to wade through filth and rats to find the truth, then so be it.”

to shed blood on the small kingdom soil, he sent emissaries to king Apako that he should give him a passage to the other kingdoms, and maybe it was the rudeness or manner of the emissaries that tampered the king temper, he did not only refused them a passage but he made his answers glaring by slaughtering all the sent emissaries and speared only one, he also seized their horses and sent the emissaries heads to the young king, the king was more than angry, he had sent emissaries to many kingdoms and even with their nights they never lay hand on any of them, how could a kingdom so little made such an arrogant reply towards him, he changed his mind and decided instead of asking for passage, h

“I have a feeling we all underestimated that little human. And I think you will have your hands full. She-wolves are used to have a male order them and they should obey. I don’t think your human has that.” Dale muttered under his breath as he rushed towards the dungeons. The guard still seemed to be in shock as he stared at Gemma where she was clearly trying to figure out how the cells opened. He smacked the guard, one of his men, behind the head in passing before he went to confront his mate.

Ruby laid in Liam's arms, she still couldn't fall asleep, nothing could help her fall asleep, not after the nightmare she witnessed today, it was horrors upon horrors, and the diary Liam found, it will be filled with more horrors and she knew it wasn't going to stop soon, this island was a ticking bomb and it might explode anytime soon "Doc, you need to get some sleep you really need to sleep, you can't keep going like this," "I know, but I can't seem to fall asleep, I just feel like I shouldn't talk asleep,"

the girl in pigtails explained. "About three thousand people died in that town because of the sudden calamity. The military forces are trying to figure out their purpose for going that far as summoning a tidal wave, forcing the flow of nature against it's own. But we've heard...," she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire."

He made a mental note of reporting this case to his father. Inside, Amaryah marveled at the wonders of the many treasures displayed on the tables and shelves, possibly from mysterious places she has not even ventured yet. Such as that one glimmering sword atop an elegant looking case. It was unsheathed, so the sparkling blade reflected her. She could see her high ponytail, her cheekbones, and her pinkish lips. Most importantly, she could clearly see the interest brewing in her eyes when she heard a voice from her back. “You have a good eye, milady. This is one of our rarest treasures.”

They went upstairs, the maid opens the door and they all ventured in, as soon as they entered, they saw Denny holding a shiny gold gem. They were stunned. They cover their mouths with their hands, and no one said anything. Melina raised her eyes and saw Zendaya holding the gem, she let out a shriek “she stole my golden gem, she stole from me, she is nothing but a petty thief,” she said taking the gem from her.

"The man in the suit? That’s the VC’s personal assistant. Once he goes to the Senate Building. The moment he plugs that drive into a secure port and sees it’s a formatted scrap of plastic, he’s not calling the police. He’s calling the Enforcers to 'clean' the mess." My breath hitched. I looked at my hands—the hands that had spent years learning types, maintenance and styling of fabrics, now gripping a bag for her life. I was a Home Science student, a girl who dreamed of First Class honors, doing Mama proud and worshipping God on Sunday mornings, and now I was a fugitive in the Elite Male Hostel. "The Lexus," I whispered. "It’s too loud. Too recognizable." "It’s the only way out of the gates

I said, low, a growl I couldn’t help, and her eyes flashed—stubborn, fierce—but she didn’t argue, just nodded, her breath hitching as my thumb grazed her ribs, accidental but not, and damn, it set me off—wanting her, needing her, more than I’d let myself want anyone since Lena. Lena—fuck, that name hadn’t hit me in years. A bar in some nowhere town, her legs long and tan, her laugh sharp as she’d pulled me into a back room, all tequila and heat. She’d been quick—hands on my belt, mouth on mine, fast and dirty against a wall—and I’d been hard, reckless, lost in it till she’d walked out, leaving me with a smirk and a buzz that faded too fast. Sienna wasn’t her—wasn’t quick, wasn’t easy—and tha