Legion Of The Damned Novel Novels & Stories

“I am going to get my revenge.” Damien had been following the life of Lila since she ran down and killed his wife; he hated her without knowing her; he hated that she was given such a severe punishment; he hated that she was let go too early because of good behaviour. He swore that he had to get revenge no matter what. “I must get my revenge, Lila Carson.” LEGACY OF LOVE AND WAR (NOT YET AVAILABLE FOR READS COMING SOON!!) (AVAILABLE ONLY ON JOYREADS)

Right? …Oh God. I collapsed onto my bed, mentally screaming. Lucian was… intense. Rough. Confident. Very, VERY experienced. And I was… A virgin. A painfully curious, sexually frustrated virgin who just accidentally watched the hottest live-action p**n in existence performed by the one man who already made my stomach do cartwheels when he was fully clothed. Now I’d seen… everything. I rolled onto my back and covered my burning face. “I’m going to hell.”

he grumbled standing up to his full-length. What the hell is a Finder? My eyes watched him carefully, sweeping every single detail about him, curiosity overtaking me. This was the King of Lycans, Legion's father. Damian was what he had introduced himself as to Miss Lili and Kaya. But I had learned from the witches that Legion was a prince- I narrowed my eyes on studying him intensely, barely noticing Legion had moved from beside me, stepping back and folding his arms- “Well, at least I evolve. From what I know, Kings are born arrogant,” I huffed casually folding my arms.

Lucifer let out a low, menacing laugh, the sound reverberating in the room like the thunder before a storm. "You were never meant to be like them, Lucian. You have always been mine, whether you accept it or not. The darkness will always call to you. Remember, you tortured them and killed them most cruelly. How can you say you're not like me? Remember Lucas and Ben...?" Lucian's heart raced against his chest. A sudden surge of energy coursed through him as if the shadows were trying to drag him into their depths, pulling him away from everything he knew. He felt his strength waver, the force of the shadows overwhelming him, and his heart grew darker.

***~~*** "He was once mine but then I lost him. I couldn't protect him even as I had vowed to do. But, I brought him back to life. Now, he is reborn and so is I. I will walk through hell and high waters. I will break laws and bones until I have had him in my arms once again and this time, even death can not prey him from my loving grasps." "And if in this life, another Williams or Priest shall arise, then I will go on a rampage, a mad killing spree. For his sake, I will become my demons, my monster, and I will hunt them down and pluck them out until there is nothing left of them and they will never hurt what's MINE ever again." "There is only ONE for me in this world and that ONE is HIM." **

The other guy had very short blonde hair, green eyes and also looks like he works out. “Well, let’s get going. My little brother Damascus doesn’t like to work too late in the day.” We all head out I in a limo and as we sit there, I can tell that Magnus and Damarion were carrying guns under their coats, but I was surprised to see Legion was also carrying one. It took us at least half an hour to get to the place, and when we get inside to see two guys walking from the back of the store to us. The one guy I’m guessing is Legion brother Damascus, because he looks like a mini version of Legion, but he had green eyes. The other guy I’m guessing is Marius. He had brown hair, ice blue eyes, and lots

And that’s how the Gods were lost to history until a warrior from both Heaven and Hell was born. This is the story of Damian Morningstar. A warrior with Hell’s fiery rage and a glimmer of Heaven’s light within him. With the Gods knowing his true nature he was imprisoned, bound by chains in the Prison of the Damned. He vowed that he would escape and that there would be no one to stand in his way. So, Damian made sure that he had gained his strength as he was bound by two bladed weapons, Heaven’s Light and Hell’s Fury.

“Ok, Damien how did you know that?” “Look, just be careful okay? Because all I know is that Metatron will ask for your blood but don’t give it to him” “Ok, I see, I have to go now” she said moving back “Ok let me break it down for you” he said putting his hands in his pocket and she stopped—she shouldn’t have “Metatron was a general of all the Legions of Leviathans, they were powerful creatures but he rebelled against God and fought God but was defeated woefully” he said

Lucien ordered, his voice came out guttural. Immediately, Damien howled and dashed towards the rogues, his men followed in town. Lucien already had his target, the leader of the rogue who happened to be waiting for him also. The rogue leader stalked towards him, bigger than normal wolves with dirty gray fur, sharp fangs that dropped with saliva and a crazy look on his face. It growled at Lucien in challenge. Lucien growled deep in his throat in answer. In a flash, the rogue wolf sprung towards Lucien, its claws open and headed for his throat. But Lucien was ready for it and swiped his sharper claws against its stomach. The wolf felt to the ground writhing in pain as its internal organs spraw

“I don’t know yet.” Jameson scoffed. “Great. “So, if I understand correctly—we’re going to destroy an ancient Council that has been running the supernatural world for centuries, and at the same time, fighting off some kind of primordial horror that happens to be living in Lena’s head at the moment?” I sighed. “That about sums it up.” Jameson rubbed a hand over his face. “Fantastic.” Soraya, who had so far kept quiet, sighed. “It’s possible.”