Legends And Lattes Book 3 Novels & Stories

Méah immediately walked fast down the hill even though it she struggled a lot at how thick the wild vines and other forest plants on her way not to mention the rough shaped rocks underneath her bare feet. When Méah finally arrived down the riverbank, Keir was already standing, waiting for her. "Here, I found this. I don't know what are these but I know these have something to do with the ancient legend," Méah stated between her breaths, avoiding Keir's gaze. Keir snatched the things that Méah found as soon as she handed it to him. His eyes narrowed upon realizing what he was holding. "These...these are the torn pages of the ancient book of Great Battle Of The Three Realms. So I was right. I

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

I do not have the stamina to wield both weapons for long, and I am exhausted by the time I return to the castle with the Duke after midday. I arrive at the Duke's bedroom with a pitcher of clean water when I discover the Duke and his mistress are making up for the day before. Both were in a heated embrace, and I do not want to witness anything further. I silently close the door, leaving the pitcher on the office desk. The scene should not bother me, but it does. I need a distraction. I sit on the ground outside of the closed office door after I grabbed the book "The Odyssey," which the Duke must have returned to his library. I am at the end of the second

The line is wrapped around the place. Typical. We place our orders quick, grab our ticket, and slide into a booth. Tempest leans back, smirking. “So… what we doing today?” I grin. “Marathon.” She raises a brow. “Of what?” “DC movies.” She groans instantly. “Why do you hate me?” I laugh. “Alright, alright, counteroffer?” She thinks for a second. “Suicide Squad. The one with your doppelgänger.” I grab a napkin, ball it up, and toss it at her. “First of all, thats disrespectful.”

I knew it had been years, but was I missing something here? “You go missing for three years and all of a sudden, I finally encounter you out of the blue, and the Rogues are calling you their Beta? Jennita tell me this is some kind of a hoke.” I scoffed, taking a drag at her body, noticing the firmness in her riding posture, like she was taking the stance of a warrior about to go into battle. “I’m sure you’ll be able to find your way to the Council meeting. That’s where you were headed right, Alpha Antonio?”

"You might have the numbers, but we have something you'll never understand. Unity. We fight for a purpose greater than ourselves, and that gives us strength." The Hunter snorts. "Save your speeches for someone who cares, witch. You're just a pawn in a game that's already been won." I struggle to free my wrist, but it's no use. The Hunter's grip is too tight. "We'll never give up. We'll keep fighting until our last breath. And even then, our legacy will live on." The Hunter leans down, his face inches from mine. "Your legacy will be nothing but a footnote in the history books, a cautionary tale of what happens to those who dare to challenge us."

Matteo already had his eyes on someone, and I doubted he would give her up that easily. “Are you kidding me? He won’t be able to handle me and his kids at the same time.” Luciano did not look at her, as he muttered, “I don’t expect him to, either.” He was trying his best to avoid Lys, which even now seemed absurd. Just now, I had a feeling that everything would be all right, but the feeling was long gone. “Where’s Cara?” I questioned, looking around. “At the bleachers. I’m here to pick some lobster dumplings.” He did not wait for either of us to react and turned around.

I hadn't prohibited this room for anyone, so I couldn’t blame Mariella for the irritation I felt. She was inside the room, on her tiptoes over the two-staired ladder, trying to reach for the books over the shelf. This girl would get herself in trouble if left alone for a single second. But in this scenario, I wouldn’t blame her height, but that fucking ladder. Was that even a ladder? A crisp sound reached my ears, and my eyes snapped toward the leg of the shelf. The wood had rotten because of the dampness in the room. I rushed inside, knowing full well what was about to happen. Mariella wasn’t even aware of the whole situation.

I could remember I was counting down the days to me finally being with the man I love, and the last time I checked, it was just three days left. How did it come by so fast, that I am now sat in a chair, being attended to by strangers I hadn't come across before, all wanting to give me a proper look that will take me down the aisle. My face had been touched pitched, patted, massaged, it was endless believe me. And how could I forget these legs that were about to convey me down the aisle. Oh, it was of much shock, when I found that lady, dabbing the length of my legs with a shimmer, and whatever that thick liquid was which had my legs gleaming.

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