Legolas Novels & Stories

Your name…’ Lakshman ogled a person’s eyes. ‘Yes! My friend, we would like to know your name….’ Ram agreed with Lakshman’s query. ‘Envoy’ *****

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

The silver wasn’t just physical; it was laced into the spell itself, tainting her core. Then the door creaked open, and heavy footsteps echoed across the floor. Serena raised her head slowly, her eyes narrowing at the tall figure entering the chamber. Maeron. The very name sent a shiver down her spine. He was impossibly handsome, in a way that was otherworldly and terrifying. Long dark hair fell over his shoulders, his features sharp and regal—too perfect to be mortal. His eyes, a swirling mix of black and sea-green, held an unnatural gleam, as if the ocean itself whispered secrets within them. His long robe shimmered with a magic she didn’t recognize, embroidered with sigils and runes from

I swallowed hard, looking around for something that would help me out, but all I could see were tall trees. “Yore and Lola….” Someone whistled, and those two ran to that person. My eyes went around when I sighted them jump at Luther, throwing themselves in his arms like babies. “Goddammit!” Luther laughed when he collapsed onto the ground flat on his back due to their enormous weight. I gazed at another Jaguar that was smaller than the first one. Those two licked Luther’s face and purred. “You two are not babies anymore!” Luther rubbed the back of their neck and those snuggled in his arms, scratching his bare chest.

It was as if she had a needle stab right through her. She was face to face with the man that chased her all the way from the alley. He looked disgusting under the yellow light. Willow assumed his teeth were a dark shade of yellow but under the light they looked brown with spots of black. His black eyes narrowed ,as he squinted at her . His long beard and dirty brown hair blew wildly in the wind. He looked as if he was a washed up pirate and this made Willow shiver. The only things he missed was an eye patch and a wooden stump for a leg.

Allison almost begged her friend who widened her eyes. “No.. Don't say. Ali, nobody takes his name openly. He is the Dark walker. He is the most powerful man on this earth and can create the bloodbath in seconds around you by his bare hands only.” Nora voiced out, recalling the words once her father said to her. “Who?” Allison dared to ask. She was not ready to lose her family by that damn man’s hands. Nora stared at her and uttered silently. “LYCEON, the dark walker, the last original Lycan blood from the deadly kingdom in the whole world.”

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

Iliya smiled wholeheartedly as she set her eyes on her father and greeted with a bow, with two knees on the ground. Lord Eradnel stood with a smile, though he was old enough to be weak, his strength was as fresh as youth. The Lords of the Elves were blessed with a partial immortality, but so less so that there would always be new Lords. "What a pleasant surprise. Stand, my daughter, Legolas Elanaoragorn rejoices today. Come!" She rushed Into his arms and he kept her in his warm, loving and comforting bossom. "I have missed you so much, father"

There is something which he is hiding far in the deep sea-green ocean which are his eyeballs, something which he wants to bring to surface but afraid to. "A-are you as pure as the signification of you name?" I tease him, sticking my tongue out. His eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?" "Your name means 'holy man' in Turkish, right?" I bite on my lips, wrapping my hands around his neck. "So, are you one?" He nods slightly, not very convincing. But then he brushes a strand of hair from my face. "No matter what, I will be your holy man." He says softly, tucking the strand behind my ear.