Legend Shattered Realm Novels & Stories

Leo wore the helmet and the voice of an AI lady was heard . “Scanning Data in check, DNA status Male 21,Leo Hiram registered as New user of The Lost World!” Welcome to the Lost world, a bright white light engulfs Leo and sends him to an open area where he could choose the Region he wanted to spawn too. Leo and Dard had read too many beta manuals on The Lost World which clearly started spawning and starting the journey in the Eastern Region had better rewards, without thinking further he chose the Eastern Region, so did Dard and they both were sent to a White River City.

I had to escape when they would least expect it. I owed my allegiance to the Silvercrest pack, I was there Alpha but if I don't escape now, things would remain the same and I can't fight the Whitefang Pack alone by getting mated with their Alpha, neither do I have the resources or knowledge to know the capabilities of my enemy. ******************* She knocks softly on her daughters door, hearing no response she still proceeds to enter. Her beautiful, enchanting and fearless daughter sprawling on the bed. Her face drawn with lines of her uncleaned tears...

"The Legacy isn't built on truth; it’s built on the image of perfection. You came back from that island a hero, a survivor. But now?" ​The lawyer paused, his eyes shifting toward the door. He had seen my shadow. He looked at me, his gaze analytical and cold, then turned back to Luke with a final, devastating warning. ​"This is bad, Luke. You will lose the legacy if I am guessing it right." Luke’s head snapped up. "What is that supposed to mean?" "You know exactly what I mean, kid."

Then they started to move—not walking but gliding over the fractured ground, their forms rippling like disturbed water. “Fall back!” Kaelen barked. They retreated through the broken woods, the echoes following silently. Every tree mirrored their motion, branches bending unnaturally toward them. Mireya slashed through one with her blade; it shattered into shards of glass instead of wood. “Kaelen, what are they?” she demanded. “The mirror realm’s residue,” he said through clenched teeth. “Pieces of what shouldn’t exist.” “Pieces that can bleed?” she shot back.

The shadows in the room trembled, drawn to him like moths to flame. “Elara!” Iris cried, scanning for her daughter. A golden light flared from behind the cradle, and she saw Elara huddled there, her tiny face streaked with tears but radiant with pure light. “Stay away from them!” Iris snarled as Lyra stepped into the room. --- Scene 3: The Edge of Destruction Outside, the sanctuary walls shuddered as the Shadow Legion pressed harder. Aiden fought at the front lines, his silver fur streaked with blood and ash. The runes flickered, their power weakening.

But the figure only laughed softly. You slaughtered kingdoms in her name. The bond recoiled hard. Fragments slammed through Lyra again— Kael kneeling beside a ruined throne covered in ash. Entire battlefields swallowed by darkness. Kings begging for mercy. And Kael giving none. The emotion attached to the memories hurt worse than the images themselves. Not pride. Grief so overwhelming it turned monstrous. Lucien cursed quietly under his breath. Selene looked shaken now too. Because they all understood the terrifying truth: The legends weren’t exaggerated.

“Join me, and claim the power you deserve!” A handful of wolves howl in agreement, their eyes glinting violet. Ryland roars, leaping at Jarek. Their collision sends shockwaves through the tomb, stone pillars collapsing under the force. --- **Selene’s Gambit** I weave through the chaos, my glow repelling the Veil’s corrosive rain. The golden crow guides me to the pedestal, where three empty slots wait. “We need the dark shard,” I mutter, slotting the golden pieces. The mirror’s frame hums, its light stuttering.

Roman answered as he walked, he grabbed Lucas’s empty glass and walked towards the bar “You shot one of them!” Harley yelled “Just to be clear, we tried to make peace and what happened was just collateral damage.” Lucas said in his defense. “And now their leader, Legion has sworn to end everything that is so precious to us. Isn’t that great?” Roman muttered before moving the glass to his lips “And you know nothing much about them so you can’t even know when they’ll strike” Harley added “Like he said, isn’t that great?” Lucas exhaled in frustration

Eleand gathered his thoughts for a moment, where he before he started his story. “All right, this may sound weird, but it looks real. Well, in my mind. When I was in a coma, I dreamed about a faerie realm called Erganiv, and it has four domains— Gwiazda, Noyuh, Alsache, and the Capital City, Argia.” “All right, go on.” Ezekiel listened carefully. He jotted down all the information in a long bond paper. Even to the smallest detail, he explained everything. His younger brother looked interested, and he didn’t laugh even if he sounded crazy. Until they noticed it was past midnight after they had been finished discussing.

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca