Novel & Cerita Novel Legend

“There are two Alpha’s ruling the pack Lyra. Thus, the pack is divided into two factions, Jaspers faction and Callum’s faction. Both are at rivalry. The peace and rest of our pack rests on your shoulders Lyra. You are to select the right Alpha. And I suggest you do that rightly and quickly, or you would be putting the pack in jeopardy under a wrong leadership.” How did it happen? Two Alphas? She has to pick? What happened to the moon goddess giving to each and everyone a mate? How did her leaving for the phrontistery at the Crescent Pack turn her into being the “Merlin” of her Camelot; Moonstone pack? The questions kept running through her head. Just then, a soft knock rang through the silen

he murmured. Marcus was a great believer in prophecy. Even though he was a king of the wolf nation, he believed in prophecy, even before marrying Giselle, he was told that Giselle would give him a child that would make his nation strong. But in fact, his daughter died before his nation became great. However, when he saw the next book, it explained that there would be a replacement for his dead daughter. She was known as a goddess, because she was born of mixed blood, not pure wolf nation.

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Guilt briefly flashed across Nicholas’s face before he slammed his hand on the table. "She can’t have children because of me! And besides, Pearl’s just for fun. If I’m marrying anyone, it’ll only be Beatrix." After hearing their conversation, I asked Trevor about something that had been on my mind. "Do you think it’s possible you have a sister you don’t even know about? Someone named Pearl Maddon?" I asked. Trevor raised an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "If that’s the case, I’d better look into it," he replied lightly.

He had always believed they were nightmares. Now they felt… different. Real. “No…” Ethan whispered. “That’s not possible.” “It is,” Victor said firmly. “Your parents were part of the Cross family’s core bloodline. They sacrificed everything to ensure your escape.” Ethan pressed a hand to his forehead. His breathing grew uneven. “My parents…” he repeated. “Yes, sir.” The world around him felt unstable. For years, he had believed he came from nothing. No background. No legacy. No identity worth remembering. And now— a stranger was rewriting everything.

Somewhere above me a window was letting in a thin slice of afternoon light, and dust hung in it, turning slowly. Then one book caught my eye. It was older than the ones around it, the spine cracked in a way that meant it had been pulled out and put back a hundred times, by a hundred different hands, over however many years the library had stood there. The Legend of the Lycan Kings. I said the title out loud, mostly just to hear my own voice do something normal, and pulled it free. It was heavier than it looked, the cover soft and a little sticky with age.

Elena's POV Dante Romano's gaze faltered slightly as he looked at the die on my desk. He recognized it immediately, having personally ordered its creation years ago. He had placed a weighted core in it, meticulously engineered to ensure that regardless of how it was thrown, it would always land on the exact same side—one. He raised his hand to rub his temples, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Please quit playing around, Elena. You ought to know how troublesome this case is. If the Romano Famiglia loses its business in Vallenzia, the entire Famiglia's foundation will be shaken.

Wait… not everything that happened to me was a dream, wasn't it? I died in a burning hospital, hearing a voice in my mind. Then, the next thing happened was being picked up by the avatar of death, Death, himself... but a goddess named Sophia, the goddess of wisdom, interrupted our crossing into the world of the dead and fought Death to get me. And while they were fighting each other, a voice spoke in my head again explaining me stuffs about magical skills. It told me about itself that it was the manifestation of my special appraisal skill, Virtual Assistant. I called this voice Mr. Assistant and asked it to give me popcorn, sofa, and even anti-superspeed eyeglasses using a skill called Limit

Wenna said. “Fireheart is a legend,” said a woman from the back. “It’s just a story the people from Namandu tell their children so they won’t feel bad for not possessing any magic. Besides, Fireheart could wield lightning. No one who could wield lightning has been discovered in centuries.”

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.