Taurus Story Novelas e Histórias

“I am very much alive, Cyros. I must see the Guardians.” As they spoke, a large figure stepped up beside Andric’s mount. It had certainly caused curious muttering among the gatekeepers, for as they had approached the gate it was clear that the massive figure’s head stood higher than the horse’s. Draped in a heavy robe, an oversized hood concealed the figure’s features, if not his impressive size. Andric waved in his direction. “May I introduce Dhume, Taurqon of the Minotaurs.” The Taurqon pulled back the large hood, revealing his bull-like features and sharp, gold-capped horns. He grunted a deep note and nodded.

He couldn’t watch this continue for eternity. So he took matters into his own hands and turned the two monsters into stone statues. Then he transferred the likeliness of them into the night sky. the Teumessian fox became Canis Minor, and Laelaps became Canis Major, and the unending chase across the night sky continues to this very day. And that is how the mortals were saved by the same gods they betrayed and rejected. A meaningful story, right? But no, this wasn’t the truth. They lied to the mortals.

"My father told me those stories. But why are you asking me about him?" "I will tell you a story that not many people know about him. He was the result of the moon goddess' affair with a man named Mars. She fell in love with this man and took the form of a mortal to sleep with him. She took in from that and revealed to the man who she was, but she could not stay here because if others discovered who she was, you know what would happen. She stayed with him and gave birth to the child, a son they named Mota Rolfe. He was as handsome as his father and had powers from his mother. He could control the four elements of the universe and was trained by his father, a great warrior, to become strong.

Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief. “My mate, what troubles you?” His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.” “We will not fail. This will work out.” Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.” “We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.

“What am I going to do, Taurus?” “I don't know yet. Father had only whipped me once before and it was only three lashes. I was 14, and I shifted and ran off the lands and into another alpha's territory. I was captured and almost killed, but when the Alpha learned I was the son of one of his ally packs, he called my father to come and get me,” Taurus said. “But Miranda, we can't lose hope now. I promise you will be OK. When the time comes, I will protect you.” “But how?”

He summoned all of his strength, trying to escape James’ confinement. Despite being a Nine-Power Caleum Ancestral God, he was much weaker than James. Despite struggling with all his might, he was not able to break free. His power was unable to spread away from his prison. There was nothing he could do to lay waste to the Fiend Realm. James looked at Tauren and spoke, “Remember this, you’re in the Twelfth Universe.” After speaking, James exerted more strength. Tauren’s body began to break down due to the assault of the devastating magnetic field. Ultimately, he completely disappeared, and the luck he collected also became part of the Twelfth Universe.

Kurt asked. "Yes. They were known as the house of Zote and the reason our world was plunged into darkness. They are the scorn that must be eradicated. I thought we killed them all but apparently, some of them survived." At this point, KuLaa and Kurt were lost. "That brings us to the story I have to tell you. It's about the origin of the Turakies." Kurt and KuLaa nodded as they prepared to listen to their old teacher. "Remember I told you in the past that this world is just a pocket world created by the Moon Goddess."

"Your boss? How do you know his story? I... oh, Ta. A clear story." For some reason, Tata ends up telling the whole story about Levi, complete with Echa in it. Every word she utters is responded to with Jenni's wide-open mouth. Perhaps she's so astonished to hear someone's life story. "If it's made into a soap opera, it could air hundreds of episodes, Ta." Tata just grimaces. "But what's it got to do with you, Ta?" "Not much, really." Tata laughs again. "I don't know why I'm bothered and feel... awkward."

“What are you really? You and the guy, my father, Sarim, kept saying Taalib Dumas. What does that mean?” Her questions were met with silence. Victoria thought he wasn’t going to answer her. Anger built inside her, and she was about to explode when he finally responded. “We are called Taalib Dumas.” Turning, she stared at him when he said the word we. Holding her gaze captive, he continued. “Taalib Dumas are vampires whose forefathers came from Africa.” “So basically you kill people and suck their blood?” “It’s against our laws to arbitrarily kill humans,” he answered.

Never to see any light till death. The day she sees, it will mark the beginning of destruction. In a small hut located somewhere in the forest, a hunter named Taurus resides there with his son Arin. Father and son live a quiet and secluded life in the forest, with only a few or no one knowing about them. Taurus ancestors were once highly respected people in the kingdom of Eldrida. His ancestors were once of royal blood. But things went down the hill when king Thorne's ancestors started a war and took over the royal seat, sending Taurus people out of the royal line.