Legolas Novels & Stories

Límāo gazed directly at Aurelia as he spoke. "I have a question," Gael rose and stretched out, "What were the Lemurians doing here?" "That I couldn't tell you, Sanjobo might. You will have to climb the Tian Shan mountains to find the Tengu. Once you are there, the real work begins. If the Tengu believe you to be evil, they do everything in their power to prevent you from reaching your goal. When that fails, a Dai Tengu will challenge you to fight." Gael smiled at Límāo, "I think my friends are crazy enough to attempt it. I have seen them do some amazing things."

His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him. “May I” he suddenly asked. Damn. I'm Freezing. This jerk, What does he mean?

Are now started to cast a spell trying to locate where the Princess was it can’t, only purple-black polar lights show, “It does not track, it can’t…” Isilme couldn't even turn around because he didn't have enough time. A loud cracking noise woke him up, and he felt something long and hairy grab him around the middle and lift him off the ground, hanging facedown. He heard more clicking and saw the children's legs leave the ground, heard the horses and others sobbing and howling, and the next thing he knew, he was being pushed aside into the dark trees. With his head down low, Legolas noticed that whatever held him was walking on six very long, hairy legs, the f

He says gazing at me intensely. "What do you mean? Aren't you listening to me?" I ask him. "Trust me Morgana. Once you get your wolf, I'm the only one you'll be able to think about. This human boyfriend of yours won't even matter." He says firmly. "His name is Charles. Besides, we can always break the mate bond right?" I state "OUT OF THE QUESTION!" He says with a growl, his voice sounding authoritative and a shiver runs down my spine.

No one and nothing could defeat his cousin. Rodrigo on the other hand squinted his eyes while he gazed at the lycan that had its complete attention on Isabel. This can’t be his illegitimate son, he thought to himself as he looked harder. It was only when the creature diverted its gaze to him that he was able to see the sadness in its eyes. “Dylan?” He gasped. But before he could confirm his discovery, the creature ran into the woods.

My legs dragged on a field as the hard hands tugged my arms, leading me through. After a long drag, they let go, and my body fell on cold ground. Mocking male laughter echoed through the thin atmosphere. “Nice job, Lucy,” a deep familiar voice flooded the air. It was Vogar. This was his voice. My fucking illegitimate bastard of a brother. “I’m proud of you for carrying out your task effectively,” Vogar said. “Anything for you, My love,” a female voice responded, and laughter filled the air once again. I could feel a presence around me and right then, the whiff of his scent consumed my nostrils. It was indeed Vogar. He tapped hard on my cheek, “Hey, Kiddo. It’s been a while.” He said.

A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.

Platinum that fit her finger perfectly, with a one carat teal gemstone sitting atop. Tears spilled down her cheeks as Drago rose from his knees. He gently cupped the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep,passionate kiss.

"What do you think he will look like?" Morrigan looked towards Frey then up at the sky again. Looking at the bright stars shining down at her. "He is probably a fine man. Well-versed in literature and the military. Not to mention that his father is also quite handsome." Morrigan took out the locket she keeps inside of her dress. Frey pried a look at the locket, finally noticing the back of the locket. "Are those your initials?" Morrigan nodded at Frey's inquiry. "This locket, only him can open it." Morrigan turned the locket in every direction, again looking for a way to open it.