Lord Of The Lost Gared Novels & Stories

Guided by the System's voice, Keagan ventured deeper into Hero hub, searching for whatever suited him. Taking his place at one of the stalls, Keagan found himself surrounded by an astonishing assortment of weaponry and gear suspended in mid-air along the kiosk walls. Intriguing collectibles adorned the glass case before him, capturing fragments of heroic history. One such item, a torn cape from the battle of the river, caught his eye, a tangible relic of valor that belonged to the former number 6 hero, as it stated on a tag hanging above the item. Lost in contemplation, Keagan was abruptly jolted back to reality as the shopkeeper snapped his fingers, drawing his attention. "Hey, kid, can I h

“Why don’t you become a loveguru? I see you have the potential to make a fool of people. Now, go away. Bye. Just keep her safe.” “Ok boss.” After two hours, they were seated in Jodi’s play room. Aslan had lost $40000 dollars until now. His mind was somewhere else. But this time, he knew he will win. Jodi, Gordon, and James were also looking down at their cards and Aslan was positive he will win. “Hey Gordon, how is wife?” Jodi was dying for some fun. Gordon smirked. “Don’t ask me that. Let me give you an advice. Never, ever knock up a woman. A pregnant woman is a dangerous thing.”

On the same time of the harem girls' liberation ceremony, Jean Gardier returned to his hometown in the west, in a province called Lenereal. His father was the governor of the province. Lord Gardier, Jean’s father, was a very old man, but Jean, who was his eleventh child, was never be his heir. From the beginning of his life, Jean knew that he would not own Lanereal even if his father died. That is why he served Erwin. Jean felt he had a place in Erwin's military.

The werewolves in this retinue stared at me, and a small smile graced Prince Legiere’s lips. The old man, surprised at my keen interest, coughed and laughed awkwardly. “Well, uh, young lady, or er, young female werewolf, I am Lord Legiere’s principle treasurer, Elias Corwalden. I suppose working with numbers and ledgers is a type of sorcery.”

She was still in the trance of what she witnessed. The three kings apoearance changed. Zeldour's body wrapped in silvery lines with a hint of golds. He was half naked. His body illuminated in silvery colour. His hair became silver too so as his eyes. His trouser became a thin gold and silver armor. On his foreheard forged a shaped of three silver lighting diamonds. While, Leesor's body wrapped in red dark lines that shines with a hint of gold also. His eyes of like of rubies so as his hair. his trouser made of thin armour in bright red with an intricate design of a dragon. His aura illuminated in red colour. How ever, Garrette appearance did changed slightly. but his eyes however, illuminate

"It resembles a lot like the Chaos Steeds of Willowdale. But that only takes into account its appearance. No Chaos Steed would match an immortal. Not even if you put a trillion legions of them together." A man whispered his observation. He was dressed unlike most with his robes appearing to be made out of the earth and nature. Leaves of green covered his body in a healthy vivid representation of the bountiful lands. "We can't pause to ask it first, can we? HAHAHA!" Garett with his usual dark humor showered the scene in levity. "NEIGGGHHHHH!!!!!" "Time to find out if I can make it then." he added and a fierce smile showed on his hard face.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

Honestly I kind of like Ariel, he is so handsome and so soft-spoken, while I was taking time to admire him he stood up and said, "Darius is a monster, beware." I nodded my head to show I heard him clearly as he walked out, I wondered if that is what he had been telling everyone that he had been meeting if that was the case. Well I would say he is at the end of the ladder, well it was time to go back to my room, I still have to explain to L what had happened there. I entered my room and L had already begun to look at the new book, "what is it about I ask?" "A kingdom named Gondor," she answered.

Truth be told, he was trying to keep their Lord from seeing the hostages because he never wanted to give him a reason to insult them again. The one they’re calling Lord was wearing a golden cloak, with a cape that was so silky Adam dreamt of touching and wearing it. He had never seen his face because his hood was shadowing his features, but he had once seen the gray of his orbs, and he never wished to have another glimpse of it. It was full of emotions, so much so that he ended up forgetting who he was; insanity and pain calling him. It was the worst. “Shadowests, huh!”

“Why?” A wry line carves itself on her face. “Children tend to vanish when they venture too far from home. I would hate for any of you to end up like the lost heirs,” she says, and I think she meant it as a joke because her dreary eyes shine with dark humour, but I also think it was a sincere warning. “The lost… heirs?” I repeat questioningly, hopefully a worthy prompt for an elucidation. A ghoulish glint sparks in Hilda’s dull eyes. “The lost heirs; twins that braved into the woods. Rumours speculate that it was to visit their favourite spot by the lake which they visited religiously, but one day… they never returned.”