Legend Gemmell Novel Novels & Stories

Danica said quietly as she walked about the room, crushing some herbs in a crucible. I gave her a nod and was about to move to the bed when the bedroom door burst open and Gemma ran in panting with wide eyes. For a second , I thought Yeran had mindlinked her and she had come to stop me, but the look in her eyes told me otherwise. “Gemma! What is it?” I asked with wide eyes as I roamed her body, trying to pick up clues, but save for the blood on her palms, nothing was amiss.

"I'm trying to fix this Maeve, I promise. Right now, my only concern is keeping you out of Damian's hands. The Persephone sticks out; it's known in the port cities. We have to get far away and hope this blows over—" "My parents will start a war over this, you know." "That's what Damian wants; I think. There's nothing we can do about it." We sat in silence for a moment, shoulder to shoulder. "Did you really lock Gemma in the utility closet?" she asked, sniffling. "Well, I was in there with her. She was pissed." "I'm sure she was," she said, her voice cracking with emotion as she laughed and cried at the same time. "Did you know that Myla and Keaton are mates?" I asked, looking over at her.

Lunch started soon after. The clatter of silverware and glass echoed through the room as servers moved around, pouring wine and placing dishes. Grilled sea bass, garlic-roasted lamb, honey-glazed carrots, and truffle mashed potatoes filled the air with warm, intoxicating scents. There was laughter, compliments, small talk layered with money and power. I floated through it all with a smile, seated beside Rowen, aware of every look and murmur. Gemma stood up, holding her wine. “To Elora,” she said, raising her voice. “The woman who didn’t just survive betrayal—she weaponized it. Who turned ashes into empire. Who made heartbreak look like a stepping stone to a throne.”

“Relax. He’s not dead yet.” Girga Lyon put the weapon back in its holster, and he said, “But soon you must kill him. Or he will kill you.” “Fuck!!” Gemma screamed. She didn’t understand what the evil Girga’s words meant, and she didn’t care. Girga Lyon smirked, then chuckled. Gemma stood up and attacked him wildly, but what she did was only hurt herself. Gemma fell easily, like a stone thrown and unable to resist gravity.

Gemma knelt down and struggled for a few minutes to pry up the old floorboard. Sure enough, under a layer of grey dust lay a cracked mirror and an old leather-bound book. “Oh, wow. I see what you mean by it looking creepy. That book reminds me of the book from the movie Evil Dead, but smaller. You think it’s a diary or a grimoire?” “A what?” “A grimoire. A witch’s spellbook. Like a cookbook for spells and potions.” “I don’t know.” Gemma handed the book up to Becky and set the mirror on the bed carefully. “Mind the mirror, it’s broken in the corner.”

: Liam's POV After my outing with my best friend Felix were he complained about his girlfriend Hela acting weird and all and I tried to assure him she would come around we said our goodbyes and I headed out in my yellow Lamborghini Aventador with my personal assistant Amelia in the passenger seat.

Lila asked, turning to glare at Daisy. “It’s calling to someone else…” Lila shook her head, still in denial over the fact. “No… it can’t be true… it just can’t,” she croaked as more tears left her eyes. But Daisy could feel it just as much as she could see it. The heartbeat of the gem wasn’t in the same rhythm as Lila’s… it was in the rhythm of someone else…someone who was truly linked to the gem… someone this magic actually belonged to. It was time to face the fact that Lila wasn’t a Blackwell… and the real heiress, the real owner of this gem and this magic… was still out there.

I am trying not to return to the apartment and find them together. “Do we know how Mathius’s meeting went yesterday?” Emmy asks. “From what Dylan told me, it went well. I guess the woman, Nayleen, that he met with was incredibly helpful.” Sapphire answers. So that is the woman's name. Damn, even her name is beautiful as she is. Once again, the apartment is dark, or that is what I thought. Someone left the dimmer light on, making the living room look like something out of a romance novel that Sapphire reads. She is into those fantasy/paranormal romance stories. Has Dylan caught her reading them? Giant hands grab my hips as I touch the switch to turn it off. I scream as I am pulled ba

The same reason I was kidnapped more times than any kid should ever experience. Memories flashed through my mind quickly. Dark rooms. Strangers whispering. Being dragged away from places I thought were safe. All because of something inside me that I never asked for. “My blood,” I repeated slowly. Jane nodded weakly. “Yes.” She stepped closer again, her voice softer now. “The gem is in your blood, Jayden.” I frowned. “What?” I asked confused because I know I’m the gem, I’ve never thought my blood was the real gem, this all make sense in way though.

Her new necklace swinging gently between her breasts, “My word, Honey. You look incredible.” She grins and sits back down, and Ash feels Kai’s hand next to his on the small of her back. Jessie’s present from Eliza was next, he’s not seen it yet and he’s intrigued, “Merlin did help me make this, but I did design most of it.” Merlin nods and Ash pays it more attention as Jessie opens her last present. It’s a beautiful chess board, the board was a grid of pieces of blue labradorite as the dark tiles, white marble with dark grey lines running through it being the others. There’s a line of gold Damascus steel around the edge of the grid. The rest of the box is white quartz which has a cavity insi