Legend Shattered Realm Novels & Stories

Chapter 15:The Debt Collection The red-veined granite of the canyon floor was slick with the cost of treason. The screams of the Southern Alliance echoed off the high cliffs, drowning in the heavy, systematic rhythm of the Royal Lycan Legions. It wasn't a battle; it was a clinical extraction.

Leah said blinking her lashes. "Don't you ever cry for any man again. They do not deserve it. I want you to fight for what is yours, show your enemies what it's like to play with fire, and watch them burn! ....... Ragaleon walked along the long hallway lit up with fire sticks attached to the walls. His long red regalia cloak trailing after him as he walked. He made a turn in another section lit up with candle stands attached to the wall, the hallway was quiet only the sound of his shoe clicking the floor could be head.

"He's already started merging the realms, Carlos." Mariana's heart raced. "What do you mean, merging the realms?" Álvaro took a big breath. "Carlos has been working with the old relic for years. It wasn't just about power; it was about crossing the lines between worlds. The rift is what lets you open a door between this world and a long-lost realm where the strongest werewolves have been stuck for hundreds of years. Diego's jaw tightened. "Carlos plans to let loose a whole army of them."

Lysandra's face turned white. "No..." She whispered. "Caelan." The man smiled without emotion. "I never served you." He drove the spear toward the Heart. The Legacy cried out. The Realm Between Memories began collapsing once again. And Caelan spoke words that froze everyone. "I serve the one who has waited longer than all of you."

I built an empire on code. But this... this laughter in the twilight, this peace earned, not taken? This is my legacy. And it is only just beginning. THE END

The red light on the device turned a steady and ominous crimson. ​He was not going to listen to reason. He was a man of the old world who would rather see the Eastern Region erased than allow a new world to exist that he could not govern. Killian stepped up beside me, his golden eyes fixed on mine. We were in perfect alignment. He said we would not play Thorne’s game. We would break the board instead. Liam asked how we could reach the dampeners when they were outside the barrier. I looked down at the ground. I could feel the Guest beneath me, a restless and ancient giant tossing and turning in its sleep.

Drake warn me and gave me a 'don't-you-dare-lie' look. Oh-Oh. This is bad. Really... really bad. Goodbye Philippines. Goodbye, Earth. Goodbye, universe. I'm sorry, but the goddesses in the world will lessen.

“Mag-uumpisa tayo ng sarili nating samahan. A group that will rival the Death Legion. We will take down Valencia and start a new legacy. We will assemble, heal, and provide. Unveil what's within, reveal what's covered. Our name will leave a new definition to his downfall.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

"Vershala tulian das lo berruas." The red circle glowed bright and violent against the grass in front of me. "Kalha vas notha rak! Kastem!" I released the Talent into the spell, enjoying the rush of cool sensation racing along my skin as the summoning circle shrank to a pinpoint, then exploded in a burst of light. The doglike demon, Kastem, stared at me, waiting.

Everett replied, "no, but we will jump." Everett jumped from the castle tower. She screamed in shock and hugged Everett's body. Everett jumped on every tree and stopped at one of the taller trees. Everett said, "it's alright, you can open your eyes now." She opened her eyes and was fascinated by the beauty of the realm of black mist. There is a colourful light that looks like a galaxy. She thought frightening darkness only surrounded the realm of Black Mist. But that darkness also looks beautiful. "Should we continue our journey? Don't close your eyes," Everett said.