Legend Piece Novels & Stories

When he opened the box he took a necklace with a wooden pendant with a small circular stone in the middle. "What is that, Doc Linus," Ayla asked. "This necklace was given to me 10 years ago. A witch from Halivaara gave it to me. It's a gift from their town. And this wooden pendant," he paused as he points at it. "It is a piece of wood from the healing tree, the Sotìras. And this stone in the middle is a stone from the Mystical Lake."

I whispered in submission while shaking my head and waiting for my mobile legends to finally open. When my mobile legends already opened, I immediately checked my profile to see if this robot left any damages in my account. As far as I remember, my rank is Legend IV, five stars. "Don't worry, Enzo, Aiden fully made sure that Johnson and Jawhead are free from any harm because Aiden 2.3's number one rule is to not hurt anybody," he said confidently though his presenting a blank face.

Sophie said, and even though I can't see her, I know she's already pouting. I think I already know her problem. I immediately faced and attacked her, but she suddenly jumped away. But because she didn't expect my attack, I still scratched her on her leg even though she was able to dodge it. She easily loses her concentration, and that's the problem with her. Her one knee, which was unharmed, was on the floor as she kneeled. And I saw how her blood dripped down her leg. That made my eyes widen. Her blood is so fragrant, enticing, and desirable....

“Are you trying to say that the team you have won't be able to maintain this steam.” My wolf growled inside. She knew what she was doing manipulating and twisting my statement. “I suggest you get your head in the game, miss Shania. I'd hate to be misunderstood,” “Apologies, can you repeat yourself for others to understand, coz your reason for this… joint concept isn't really hitting hard,” The members murmured among themselves, splitting the room into an unequal spat of differences, and Shania chuckled silently at the sight of it. “One house, murmuring amongst ourselves won't solve this,” I beckoned, causing the room to sit still.

She just stuck out her tongue at me. “I brought my clothes that I’m wearing tonight, so show me what you’re wearing.” I went to the closet and pulled everything out for her to give me her approval on what I wanted to wear. After, we both were going over make up, nails, and the hairstyle we both want. Not too long after Legion and Levi walks into the room. Levi was wearing blue jeans with a black belt, a white t-shirt that wasn’t button all the way up, a gray inner vest, and a black leather vest on top of the grey. Legion was wearing black pants, black button shirt, and a medium shade brown leather vest. I can’t believe just how sexy Levi looks in his outfit, and I guess he caught me staring

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

The walls were lined with motivational posters and mirrors, reflecting the determination in the eyes of the gym-goers as they pushed themselves to their limits. Lucas was supposed to be listening to his receptionist, who was telling him about new registrations, when he spotted a woman, he had never seen in the gym before. Her chestnut hair fixed in a messy bun on top of her head, her amazing body dressed in a crop top and tight leggings that showed off her hourglass figure. He couldn’t tear away his eyes from her shape. When she turned around and walked towards the room where the next class would begin, he saw her breasts bouncing with each step she took. Lucas’ eyes drifted up to her blue e

Stone held, pup—she’s yours, rest! Lila knelt near the crumbled remains of the Boneweaver Lord, her chestnut ponytail undone, hair falling in messy waves, hazel eyes bright with relief, her parchment scroll clutched in her hands, smudged with ash, the charcoal stick broken but the runes she’d sketched a key to their victory, her wool cloak wrapped loosely around her, her tunic soaked with sweat, the wind easing, her courage a quiet flame that had burned through the darkness, the Veilborn’s hum silenced, her maps a lifeline that had guided them true, the Veil’s air clearing, the sun’s light illuminating her face, the ash settling, the battle’s echoes fading, her spark a guiding star, the lega

I timidly took the pencil from him, somehow feeling the intense burn of someone else's stare on me, from the corner of my eye noticing a certain black silhouette, its emerald gems closely watching every single interaction between David and I. _________________________

She murmured; eyes blind with unshed tears as she clung to him, her claws digging into his shoulders drawing blood. “I can’t. I can’t” “Yes, you can. We don’t have much time left” He could see them drawing closer. Je had masked their scents to delay them. But that was not enough. She held him tightly sobbing into his bare shoulders. For that moment he could not get himself to grow aware of her nudeness which was a rare thing for him, because his body always yearned for hers. But now even as her naked body, the fullness of her tits pressed against his own naked body, there was no reaction.