Let Sleeping Giants Lie Legion Novels & Stories

I looked up at the mountain peak in the distance, where golden sunlight pierced through thick clouds, casting a soft glow on the snow-covered summit. Next to me stood Kalel Wildmaw, the Alpha of Glaciercrest Pack, whom I just knew. His voice was gentle as he asked, "Are you tired?" I wiped the sweat from my brow and smiled. "No, I've never felt this free." The cold air filled my lungs with each breath. With every step, I felt the blood inside me boil. It was as though my dormant instincts were awakening little by little. This was the world of werewolves—the place Dad had always dreamed of.

"Then stop dancing so well." --- By afternoon, I couldn’t breathe in that place. I left the penthouse and wandered through Midtown, sunglasses low on my nose. I ended up at the hospital. Liam’s room was quiet. Machines beeped steadily. His chest rose and fell, as if the world around us hadn’t shifted at all. I settled next to him, allowing the silence to envelop us. “I signed a contract,” I whispered. “Sold myself to the devil with a tailored suit.” He didn’t respond. Couldn’t.

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."

"Those are just your assumptions." Harvey's gaze sharpened. "When did you become so cold, Jilian?" Then, his voice softened as he continued, "Plus, we don't have children anyway." I gave a short, bitter laugh. "Is it my fault that we don't? Her father is still alive, and since she's not related to me or you by blood, what right do you have to talk about adopting her? If you're so eager to care for a child, the orphanage is full of them. You've been there with me enough times to know that those left behind are the ones with disabilities; they need love the most.

The air suddenly turned freezing cold. The forest surrounding the temple fell silent. Then... They appeared. Thousands upon thousands of armored warriors emerged from the mist. Unlike the Shadow Legion, they made no sound. Their armor was black as obsidian. Their eyes burned with empty blue fire. Each carried an ancient weapon etched with forgotten symbols. Liam swallowed hard. "They're dead..." Orion nodded grimly. "The Fallen Legion." "The greatest army ever assembled." "They were buried after the First Age." Magnus tightened his grip on his axe.

“Because he could’ve stopped it. Because he let his empire pick appearances over people. Because he made the choice that killed my sister.” That hit her hard. He’d lost someone too. Not some faceless villain—a person. “And you think a fake marriage fixes that?” she whispered. “I think leverage fixes things,” he said. “One public image, one private leak. Chaos, then cleanup. People bow.” A loud click from the door snapped both their heads up. Lucien stood in the doorway—coat open, hair a bit wild, eyes sharp as blades. He didn’t come in. He didn’t have to.

"That doesn't matter. As long as you're willing to make up with me, we can be together again. This time, I promise you will be my only girlfriend..." I raised my hand, showing off the ring on my finger. "I'm already engaged." Louis froze, his eyes locked dead on the ring, his pupils shrinking violently. "Eng... engaged?" His voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed sandpaper. "To who? To him?" "Yes." I linked my arm through Cooper's. "He is my fiancé, and also my most important partner. We are very happy now, so you don't need to trouble yourself." It was as if Louis had a bucket of ice water poured over his head. That finally sobered him up completely.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

Angel then disappears from in front of him. Drake then pushes forward out of the little crater and into the air. He is now pulsating with great power. He starts to glow an eerie red and black color. The power makes a giant red sphere around him. When he breaks out of it he has been transformed into a giant powerful jet black wolf with blood-red eyes. He then starts his brutal attack on the Whitlock monsters. All the while hearing his master explain their story.

They were lying close to each other, bathed in the golden warmth of the sunlight. They looked like all the loving couples in the world. My dad even winked at me. It wasn’t until a few green-headed flies landed at my feet that I snapped back to reality, collapsing to my knees in weakness. Just then a maggot fell from the corner of my dad’s eye.