Legend Quest Alebrije Novels & Stories

She gasped and covered her mouth. Alejandro looked at her. “That tattoo. How did you get it?” she asked. “From a tattoo artist?” “It's a wolf.” “No, a dog. The symbol of The Lucien Brothers,” he stated but Avril did not believe him. She did not want to believe Alejandro was completely ordinary, even though he was.

Lyn creates a portal, and within splits of seconds, we are in the location. “Oh, hi!” Cresia said while smiling at us. We heard growls in the places. I cursed on my mind when it was the rogues that were under her rule. “Are you gonna save your baby?” She asks me and walks towards Azalea. “Don’t hurt her!” I shouted at her. “Why?” she really touches my daughter, and she started to cry. “Cresia! Bring back, my daughter.” She walks towards West and touches his face.

Her eyes quickly scanned the entire room, spotting several spots where warriors and witches were standing guard—merely standing guard—but Lex had already lost her trust. She smirked. “I won’t trust you that easily unless you show me the Winter Hexagon yourself,” she said. “It’ll be here in two hours,” Jeremiah chined in. “But if you wanna get it, you have to return to your original body. Because all the fingerprints and identity belong to you.” Ale was startled by Jeremiah’s words. She didn’t know when it had started, but she no longer trusted certain people—she’d been deceived too many times. However, when it came to Jeremiah, Ale trusted him completely. She was prepared with various risks

“Drink.” It was a command and Calyx took the offered goblet then took a gulp of it without hesitation. The tension and concern in Lady Crystobelle’s body visibly eased and Calyx was happy to see the change. Lady Crystobelle was very much like a maternal figure in her life. It was not a surprise since the Elvish Queen was the best of friends with her mother. “We have received confirmation from Priestess Alethaliyah that it is the Fortress Of Silverd that will be the location the Vampiress will attempt to do the ceremonial ritual.”

Ezekial asks. “Yes.” Juan replies. “Then it is done.” Elder Mab declares. “Alphas, Luna, you will send word when your pups have been born. We will draw up the treaties and on their eighteenth birthday they will ascend the Lycan Throne.” The entire room seemed to watch us, watch my Mate. I growl out my ascent before taking Rosalie’s hand and leading her from the room. Cain follows behind. None of us speak. We all walk in silence as though we are too stunned to say anything.

the attorney began solemnly, “is the key to the Callahan legacy. With it, you now hold access to everything your father left behind—his treasures, his wisdom, and the secrets only he trusted his heir to uncover. Congratulations, Elena Callahan.” The weight of the moment hit Elena like a wave. Her fingers trembled as she accepted the key, its cool metal resting against her palm. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared at the tiny object that symbolized years of struggle, heartbreak, and determination. She clutched it tightly, feeling an overwhelming connection to the father she had barely known. Her voice wavered as she spoke. “Thank you. I…I’ll honor his legacy. I promise.” The room erupted i

After a few minutes, not even up to five, he released his hand from the forehead of an open eyed Fayot who had been expecting some zap of electricity over him to tell him of the magic but feeling nothing. “He is not working for Leonarya or Arnold. But he is working for someone else. Lagardo, alpha of white sted pack. He is here to get the exact location of the cave of baresis. Seems Legardo doesn’t trust Arnold to get the job quickly heh?” Dobah said, turning around to face Aiden and his brother, Julius. “If I am not to be mistaken, Legardo is the alpha you told us about, that had met the prince, seeking for his help to wage a war against this pack, so that we could have the cave, and he cou

I ask, squinting at the unfamiliar markings. Luis taps one of the glowing symbols. “I think it’s a clue. Maybe even a trail leading to ‘The Firstborn.’” I tilt my head, frowning. “The Firstborn? You mean that creepy legend about the original Lycan who’s supposed to have all the answers but also, like, no sense of humor?” Luis smirks. “The very same. And look.” He points to a spot on the map, labeled in tiny, spidery script. “It’s not far from Winter Fall.”

The letter said: “I read the Dordon Wizard’s scripture and found the only way to free Mercedes. Either ways, one of the Azurah has to go, and it has to be me, not my sister. I am the lost Azurah Legend, destined to help the half breed, as the prophecy has foretold, so do not think about coming to rescue me. I followed my destiny.” “What... does.. s..she mean b...by the only... way?” Blood drained on my face while I stuttered to bring out the words out of me.