One Piece Legends Novels & Stories

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca

It was a massive cheat that only the Legendary Class possessed. However, Legendary Class Beasts were very rare. At least from what Mane had read, in the entire history of this world – although it was short – there had only been a single sighting of a Legendary Class Magical Beast. That beast was a Winged Serpent. Although the inhabitants of this world eventually managed to kill it, they paid a hefty price. The information on the Legendary Class was based on this one creature, so it wasn’t to be relied upon. After all, it was likely that the serpent was weaker or stronger than the normal Legendary Class. In other words, the information wasn’t enough to accurately judge the strength of a Legen

It was basically accepting that you are no longer your person. In contrast, being nurtured by a large clan was a different situation. Such individuals were called ‘Legacies’ and unlike disciples, their relationship with the clan could be best described as a business transaction. The clan did their best to grow them into the most potent of beasts, and they lent their names our to the clan in return. The weight of their names was enough to boost the authority and standing of the clan so that others dared not mess with them. That meant that Legacies were individuals of unparalleled talent. If they grew to match their potential, they were called ‘Crowns’. Galbraith was one of them; hence his mon

The Chronicle Prism projected holographic images that encapsulated the cosmic journey, a tapestry woven with threads of struggle and triumph. The Luminary Sage, Maximus, and Limah, now revered as cosmic legends, engaged in conversations In the wake of the cosmic clash that had tested the very fabric of destiny, the joint empire found itself grappling with the inexplicable return of legends long thought to be confined to the annals of history. The Luminary Sage, Maximus, and Limah stood as living embodiments of a cosmic resurgence that defied mortal understanding.

She was the quietest of the council and the wisest, I would not be surprised if she comes from a place in Northshore which people are known for their knowledge. “Two hundred and fifty thousand?” I questioned. “My legion is just barely ten thousand.” “You have the smallest legion.” Kayd replied me offhandedly. “My queen?” Arius said and when I looked at him, the question was clear in his eyes. There was no other choice, it was the least thing for us to do, something which everybody already expected. People would not think something is wrong and that was something which everybody need now. To be calm. I gave a barely visible nod and Arius sighed.

“Mag-uumpisa tayo ng sarili nating samahan. A group that will rival the Death Legion. We will take down Valencia and start a new legacy. We will assemble, heal, and provide. Unveil what's within, reveal what's covered. Our name will leave a new definition to his downfall.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

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.”

The girl who asked that question stood up once again and said, “Do you have anything to prove your identity, sir? I heard that the legate owns a medallion. One that allows him to command the millions of soldiers at Wyvern Peak.” Adrian smiled before proceeding to take out his medallion. “She’s right. The War Legate Medallion is indeed capable of commanding the soldiers at Wyvern peak. I will satisfy all of your curiosities today by passing around my medallion.” He then handed over the medallion to a student in the front row. A few others scooched over for a look before it was passed to the row behind them. All of them took a really good look at the medallion, which had a falcon, a dragon, a

“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

“We are here to sort out a treaty. To split the Crimson Shadow Pack’s Lands between the Alpha Twins and Alpha Juan.” “And…” Juan says fixing me with a look. I narrow my eyes, knowing exactly what he’s hinting at and shake my head. “No.” “It would be in everyone’s interests.” Juan says. “What would be?” Rosalie asks. “That one of your Lycan Pups is mated with one of mine.” Juan states. She hisses, covering her belly once more. “My pups are not a bargaining chip.” “No but they are a cause for war.” Elder Mab states.