Legend Of Heroes Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“We need to be prepared. Once I have the four of them… the rogues will start coming in earnest. If the Rogue King still wants to mark me, he’ll need to do it quickly, before the bond is cemented between us. If the bond starts to cement… he’ll have to kill me.” “Ava, I think you need to give us more of a run down of this legend.” I nodded. “It’s a poem, but I’ll recite it for you.” I paused before beginning, taking a moment. This was big. “In moonlit lands where shadows roam, A legend whispers through the gloom, Of a child born of ancient line, To rise and reign, her fate divine. Born of Lycans, fierce and proud, Her destiny was spoken loud. A girl with power yet unseen,

One of them spoke emotionlessly and formally, "Your Highness, please return to the palace with us. His Majesty wishes to see you." … I woke up with the soothing scent of elven herbs lingering around me. Turning my head, I saw Orion Vanderbilt and Isa Nolan, who were the leaders of the Heroic Alliance. When they saw me wake up, their eyes filled with pain and concern. Isa gently stroked my hair with reddened eyes. "Lilian, how could they treat you like this all these years? What kind of torment did you endure there?" Orion stood with his back to us, his shoulders trembling. In the end, he could no longer hold back as he slammed a fist hard against the pristine white wall with a dull thud.

Aeron growls sounding every second like the domineering, possessive Alpha I think he is. “You swear you have never met Alpha Knox?” Alpha Horace asks staring right at me. “I swear.” I say. “If I find you’ve lied…” He begins but cut across him. “It’s not a lie. I never met him. Silas kept me away from everyone. I am not his mate, I’ve never created a mate-bond with him. I belong with Aeron and Cain.” I snap, staring him down with some newfound defiance that seems to burn inside me. Horace narrows his eyes.

I told her that I caught Mario cheating and I got so upset about it and hooked up with someone else while I was drunk. Of course, she was disappointed in me. She was one of the biggest shippers of LUMAR, (Lucia and Mario). And she was really heartbroken when we broke up. "Lucia, I think you and Mario are still very much in love with each other. Why not you two act like adults and talk things through?" Mom suggested, making the food in my mouth instantly turn sour. I picked up a napkin and wiped my mouth, sliding out of the chair angrily. "Where to?" Alpha Herod demanded.

Sofia trembled while recounting the details of how she had pulled the plug on Mamma's oxygen tube at the hospital years ago and destroyed the evidence the night of my miscarriage, prompting a collective gasp to ripple through the gallery. They looked at me with eyes brimming with sympathy. Dante glared intensely at Sofia. His eyes, which had once overflowed with affection for her, now burned with a raw hatred that looked capable of tearing her to pieces. He muttered under his breath, "You lied to me…" He abruptly snapped his head up and leaned his body forward against the edge of the table, yelling, "You destroyed everything I had, Sofia!" Sofia avoided his gaze entirely, reciting her testim

“I’ve heard the prophecy whispered among the hidden ones. The female who bound two alphas. The one strong enough to make… and also destroy the rogue king. Damian.” I swallowed hard, the weight of my legend pressing down like an iron shroud… stories I’d never asked for, burdens I’d never chosen. My throat tightened. “Then you know they’ll never stop hunting me,” I rasped. “Or anyone who helps me. Jade won’t rest. Damian won’t forgive.”

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I wasn't ably pleading with him to see things my way. I would swear to my dying day that I did not mean it. That the dread of fighting and defeating the Crescent Wolves pack leader pushed me past my control and made me unconsciously breach Hercules's mind-bending his will slightly to mine. It was small, a mere mistake, yet the force of the invasion against the other man's mind was enough to knock Hercules back several feet, shaking his head, hands coming to his face.

Liam's confession unraveled a complex tapestry of emotions, intertwining past engagements with the undeniable pull of fate that drew him toward me. "Why did she go with Daniel if you were engaged?" I asked, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. "Because I felt you," Liam replied with a sincerity that echoed through the room. "Did you feel me?" "Vallen's father was my father's scribe. When my father passed away and I assumed the throne, I chose Vallen as my scribe." As he spoke, the weight of the choices he made for the kingdom and the intricacies of his relationship with Vallen became clearer.

I hated how I ached for him despite wanting to claw his throat out. We collided again, this time neither of us was willing to pull away first. His hands tangled in my hair, mine fisted in his shirt. Our lips clashed in a mix of heated passion. Rage. Frustration. I tasted it all. Our breaths mingled, the pull between us was scorching. And I didn't mind getting burned. For a heartbeat, I forgot everything. The heartache. The goddess. Ronan. The council. It was just Lucien and me, standing on the edge of a precipice we’d never truly left.