Legendary: A Caraval Novel Novels & Stories

Just doesn’t sit right with me. “You have to believe me, Lucas. Right now, we’re probably already in danger.” She started looking at the window. “They’ve been watching me for years and they’ve been trying to kill me.” “Kill? They? Who’s they?” “Your uncle’s night creatures. When I found out the truth about your brother, I came back for you. I kept you hidden from them. But it seems the potion is wearing off.” “Wearing off?” I repeated. “That day at the bookshop, you saw me and I saw your aura. You and your brother have the same aura. It scared me when I saw it. Exactly like the devil’s.”

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

Chapter 16 Lyla's POV: The heels of my shoes clicked against the polished marble floors as I hurried toward the elevator, my mind drifting elsewhere. Working for Lucian meant two things: First, Marielle and I were bound to cross paths more times than I cared to imagine. Second, there was a very real chance I could end up dead—whether at his hands or those of his enemies. For now, all I could do was tread carefully and hope it would be enough. The elevator came into view, and I quickened my pace. Suddenly, I felt the jarring impact of another body against mine. “Damn it!” I hissed, my hand instinctively flying to my shoulder.

First it was fragrance. A chocolate musk mixed with aftershave. Then a man stepped in. With all his Alpha glory, emitting dominance. Lyra seemed to be an eye person, as she always seemed tonoticed the eye of everyone she met. Her violet ones, met his grey ones. It seemed like the world had stopped as she let his scent invade her senses. He smelled of the forest and weirdly, a trace of the aroma ofraspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. “Alpha Callum” she heard her Dad whisper in the background.

I say. These mates of mine have saved me, have given me a life that I didn’t even know I wanted, and now they’ve given me a family. Our family. I pull Aeron’s arms a little tighter and slowly drift off with a smile on my face. THE END ******** This is the end of the first book in this series. The second book is called the Lycan Inheritance, and the first few chapters are up now. This book follows Adriel, all grown up and now the Lycan King. Rosalie, Aeron, and Cain are still in this book so you’ll see more about how their relationship has grown and developed.

She licked her lips nervously and asked, “ What exactly is going on?” “Why don’t you all take a seat this will be a long story,” he said. Reluctantly, they all sat down on the empty chairs provided for them while some women entered carrying trays of food. Ryan watched them eat while he started his storytelling, “ Long ago there was a strong Lycan warrior named –“ “ – how long ago was this?” Emily interrupted as she chewed. “ It was about a thousand years ago,” Ryan replied while the girl scoffed, “ Yeah right,” before chewing again.

A surge of power exploded outward, shaking the trees, bending the wind, and sending ripples through the soil. His growl turned into a roar—deep, primordial, echoing through the entire forest. My heart raced as he struggled to contain the magic flooding him. Immortal powers. Powers of a crown long lost? Powers that legends said only awakened for a destined mate. And I— Broken, banished, rejected, and at the point of death—was that mate? I could feel the familiar bond. The mere reason why I didn’t bother to run for my dear life and stood glued to the ground when he appeared? It was because he didn’t pose a danger to me.

Through it, they could see the furious, determined eyes of the Iron Guard, and the glint of fire. They were losing. And they had only just begun to fight. Liora pushed away from Ashiel, standing on her own. The headache was still there, a warning bell clanging in her skull. But she looked at the decaying stone, at the fanatical eyes staring through the hole, and she knew what she had to do. Kael was right. She couldn’t fight a war with healing magic. But she wasn’t just a healer anymore. She was the Legacy of Serelai. And sometimes, legacy meant remembering how to fight.

His arrogance was infuriating, but there was an odd comfort in his casual rebellion. And just maybe, in this sea of unfamiliarity, she might find allies in the most unexpected places, even a bad boy who seemed to revel in chaos. After that encounter with Damien, Gabrielle walked out of the library

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak