Legend Lu Novels & Stories

The four of us turned to face him. “Our Luna is fine. She has no wounds that I can see. There are a few spots where there are some red marks which I have a feeling will turn into bruises.” Dr. Lewiston told us. “I watched her eyes roll back as she dropped like a lead balloon.” I pointed out.

He has missed six months of my life while going through hell, and he's been through so much all alone… would we be too much on each other? I shifted my gaze to the man behind him. A much larger man with a similar face, he was just an older version and he needed no introduction. The resemblance was uncanny and with Cyrus by his side, no one could deny he was his legacy. “Now there's three parts of Lust walking on this damn Earth,” Lucian muttered beside me. “… all in one place. The light beams must be going crazy. In fact, they should be here any minute.” “What? Is that- is that going to be a problem?”

You’re their star, Lila—map, shine, fight! Tess, healed, moved with them, blonde braid tucked under a hood, hazel eyes fierce, short sword drawn, its blade glinting. Her leg held, steps steady, loyalty her fire, the iron scent a challenge she’d meet. Her cloak rustled, frost clinging, voice a whisper of steel.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

Damien's body went still, his chest ceasing its labored rise and fall. On seeing this, Luna Morgana's legs froze in place, her eyes, once cold and calculating, now blazed with fury, her face contorted in a snarl of sorrow as her tears fell like acid rain. “My legacy, my darkness, extinguished!” She said as if finding it hard to believe what had happened. And instead of being worried about her dead son, she could only care about legacies and powers. “Otis!” I turned back to meet the stare of Lucius, His eyes looked at me with a sense of pride and I have never felt such a sense of satisfaction than to have somebody look at me this way, especially Roshan.

AUTHOR'S POV Heavy June rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the underground bar, drowning out the low thumping bass. Yvonne crossed her arms over her expensive trench coat, shivering as the damp, stifling humidity clung to her skin. The subterranean tavern smelled of wet dog, stale beer, and raw ozone from the thunderstorm raging across the city. Sitting across the sticky wooden booth, a man with a jagged scar down his neck lazily counted the stacks of crisp hundred-dollar bills. Securing her position as Luna meant cutting out Chandler’s obsession at the root, and this human mercenary was the only blade sharp enough to do it.

Or a dish that you liked? “What the hell do you mean by that?” Apparently, my questions had surprised him beyond measure because now he looked like I was the crazy one “How can you not know who the hell Sansa is? Have you never heard of the Starks? Game of Thrones?” “Did you name it after a fictional character, then?” I said without carrying still looking apprehensive at the big dog with gray fur and blue eyes that kept in the same position, "And it's female, right?" With an exasperated sound, Louis pulled away from me to take the bed back and place it on the side of the living room couch and where Sansa immediately lay down.

“Better than what I expected. But still from what I see they lack motivation. For us to get the best out of them, it'll depend on the fire in their gut, and whether we give them something to believe in.” I grunted. “Then we make them believe.” Kael gave a knowing smirk. “That’s what you’re good at.” He wasn’t wrong. I know how to rally a troop of wariors behind me. “And the scouts?” I asked. “They're smart. But their loyal,” Kael said. “But not to Zephyr. To Lucy.”

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-