Legends Novel Novels & Stories

The future belonged to the liars, the lovers, and the legends. The game was far from over. In fact, we were just getting started. THE END

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.

“…An honor?” For a moment, he thought he had misheard. Nobody ever spoke to him like that. Not in his world. Inside the Hayes mansion, he was called useless. A burden. A mistake. Honor didn’t belong anywhere near his name. He let out a short, bitter breath. “If this is some kind of joke, I’m not interested.” “This is not a joke, sir,” The voice replied immediately. “My name is Victor Hale. I am the chief steward of the Cross family.”

After gulping it down, she poured a second one and glared at Collin. “I can’t believe that I never heard about this legend.” She sighed. “I would have thought that this would be the kind of story every wolf knew about.” “Well, I knew about it because my mother always read the book when I was younger. I guess if you aren’t interested in magic and legends, you won’t know about it. It’s a very old legend. From what I have found out over the years, it has actually come from the time of the first war between wolves and vampires.” Anna turned away from Collin so he wouldn’t see her rolling her eyes.

Kaltain Kingdom Leiya Helion brought me a bunch of novels to read while I recovered my strength completely. It was funny because they were all novels about a hero on a conquest, but falls in love along the way in the most unexpected way possible. I spent all my day reading and giggling at how silly it sounded but I kept reading. “You seem to be properly entertained." His voice distracted me and I looked up. “This book is so cliche.” I rolled my eyes, violently slamming it face down on my bed.

I stared ahead but paid attention to their conversation. "So what's this prophecy?" Jissa in her normal inquisitive nature, asked. "When Silver meets Gold, when White meets black," Miranda replied and I could almost hear what was going on in Jissa's mind. "How's that a prophecy? So incomplete, in my books," she said. "What would happen if these colors or stones meet each other?" She added to my amusement. My best friend could be a clown sometimes. "That's when the great war of the supernaturals would happen," Miranda broke it and I stopped abruptly.

“Report: Unique Skill, Illusion Manipulation, acquired!” D*mn, what was that? Now, it starting to scare the hell out of me. Maybe this is what happens to people who are about to die. I heaved a deep sigh mentally. Am I just going to accept my fate? How I wish I had the courage to tell Iris all the love I feel for her. “Report: Special skill, Leo, the Zodiac of pride and bravery, acquired!” I’m really going to die. There's no helping it. There was no hope anymore for me to survive in this lake of fire. It’s like I’m in hell right now.

Greg's house Kema sat on the chair opposite Jackson as he stared at him. Jackson was staring into the screen on his phone, and a smile crept up to his face. Kema was curious as to what the young boy was reading that made him smile. "What are you doing?" Kema asked in a friendly tone. "Reading a story" Jackson replied "Which story?" "New Legend of Sango" "By who?" "Banjo Muhammed" Jackson replied "Oh! I have heard of him before. He is the one that wrote The heart broken vampire. He is good"

Get a hold of yourself Melissa, he's already engaged to Keira" I scolded myself mentally. I opened my bag to see what novel I had in it, I'm a lover of fantasy novels because it kind of takes me to another world that doesn't exist, I always put one in my bag, just incase I'm being locked by Derek Houston and his likes in the classroom or stores, at least I will have something to keep me busy till I get someone to free me. I brought out the novel that I have started reading before now, titled, "Adonis" it's a fictional story about shape shifters, although I have only read one chapter, it seems it will be an interesting novel.

“Every night I touch myself thinking about you pinning me down. About you telling me to be quiet while you— A soft creak made me freeze. Footsteps. Someone was coming down the aisle. Heart hammering, I quickly folded the letter and shoved it between the pages of my notebook. My fingers were still trembling when I looked up. It was just Mrs. Willow, the librarian, pushing a cart of books. She gave me a small smile and kept moving. I let out a shaky breath and pressed my thighs together under the desk. God, what was wrong with me? Conrad didn’t even know I existed. He was the golden boy—star quarterback, confident, untouchable. And here I was, writing the kind of things that would ruin me if a