Légende Novels & Stories

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

I stared ahead but paid attention to their conversation. "So what's this prophecy?" Jissa in her normal inquisitive nature, asked. "When Silver meets Gold, when White meets black," Miranda replied and I could almost hear what was going on in Jissa's mind. "How's that a prophecy? So incomplete, in my books," she said. "What would happen if these colors or stones meet each other?" She added to my amusement. My best friend could be a clown sometimes. "That's when the great war of the supernaturals would happen," Miranda broke it and I stopped abruptly.

She flipped it over, reading aloud the Latin title: *Natus ad Antiquum Bellatores. “Oh, ‘Born as the Ancient Warrior,’” she translated, smiling. “It’s about comparing different packs in each clan, like the Raven Pack’s strong defense against, say, the Canadian Wolf Pack.” I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t adding up. “Everything I’ve read so far keeps referring to some legend. I just... it doesn’t feel right.” I pointed to another line in my book, tracing the foreign words with a fingertip. “‘For bittersweet and stronger power, it is only known through tales that the truth behind "The Frater Coeunt Nexu Legend" comes whenever a time for the same blood is in search for a newer

I don't know where to go velliam:- of course you are going to live with me and together we going to travel whole world old man:- velliam if you are black heart king than you should know about legend velliam:- what is that legend I only know about lover story old man:- you know their are different kind species live together but the true legend is about power not love. in that legend black magic king reallince with devil race and conqueror hell Because 10000 years past when God tragedy happen. it was about how God of death throw all the devil into earth and that break the rule of life itself now those who die at earth. their soul will stay here forever. once everyone die then Noone can born.

Pressing his fingers together as he stared at the dust dancing in the light of lamp like tiny fireflies. Eventually his voice broke the silence, soft and level. "What do the legends say?" Lloyd frowned. There had been many variations and deciding which ones to reveal wasn't easy. He hadn't expected the query, assuming the man himself might know. But why would he? "They varied," Lloyd answered eventually "the most popular was that you had an affair with a woman who was a witch. She cursed you after you spurned her, I guess it's a take on hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Plus, it makes a good novel or movie plot."

said Khodir to Liem. Again Liem looks surprised when he hears Khodir's words and sees in front of him now is the Water of Eternal Life that Victor once explained before then remembers Liem with Victor's story about the Legend. Immediately Liem was heard saying to Khodir ; "Are you the Legend ?" Liem asked "HaHaHa HaHaHa HaHaHa" The voice of Khodir laughed and didn't answer Liem's ​​question. "Why are you laughing instead?" Liem asked.

On the highest mountain in the woods, as the wind blew strongly rustling the trees, and the blue rays from the full moon illuminated the landscapes and grasses, two figures could be seen, completely naked speaking in hushed whispers. “It’s getting worse by the day. I am worried about what to do. Blood will be shed…. lots of it” One of the two figures, the female who was still sweating and panting after hours of running in the woods. Her companion shook his head slowly, and wrapped his arms around her. “It won’t get to that my love. I am sure it won’t’

As Arlo’s wolf form shifted back into the man she had married, she couldn’t help but think back to all the stories she had heard growing up, all the myths and legends that had seemed so far removed from her reality. She had only ever heard about werewolves in stories told around campfires or read about them in old, dusty books. There had been tales of wolves living in secret packs, hidden away from human society, only emerging during times of war or great conflict. Some people believed in them, others scoffed, treating it all as fantasy. Lune had always fallen somewhere in the middle—curious, but never fully convinced that such creatures could exist. It had always seemed like ancient history

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."