Tella And Legend Novels & Stories

My frown increased and as if to prove my words once more, she rolled to her back with her legs sticking in the air as she yawned at me. “I would take your word on it but that would not mean that I will lose the fear I feel for her. In case you haven’t noticed, only you have a pet which you can scold and the pet is not a normal one. Legend has it that this animal is a pet for Gods and cannot be killed. Tell me my dear wife how you came across her again?” Arius asked but I was not paying him attention. My focus was on the location where Adela head was looking, she was in resting mode and yet she pointed her head to a direction that was not comfortable for her like she was trying to tell me som

That’s when I saw it. A book,half-hidden beneath the bed. My heart skipped. I reached for it slowly, my fingers brushing the worn leather cover. As I pulled it into the light, my breath caught. The Legendary Luna. The title was carved into the front in elegant, ancient script. “This can’t be…” I whispered. “Isn’t this the same book from the library?” How did it end up here? Just then, Scarlet’s voice echoed in my mind. “There is a lot you need to know,” she said softly.

Boulder roared beside him, his tawny fur ruffled, his jaws snapping at the core, the ice splintering, the frost dusting his fur, the sanctum a battlefield, the chill a test of their bond. Tess struck with her sword, her hazel eyes glowing with determination, her voice firm, the blue glow casting an eerie light on her face, the frost dusting her cloak, the wind howling through the chamber, the marrow god’s tendrils lashing out, the sanctum a battlefield, the chill a constant threat. “For the Lunar Legacy!” she shouted, her sword slashing through the core, the ice cracking, the blue glow dimming further, the frost crunching under her boots, the marrow god’s roar faltering, the sanctum a battle

The rest of her things had already been packed and sent on by the King and Queen so he turned to them now bowing again, ‘Thank you’ He said sincerely understanding how hard it was for them to lose their only daughter so suddenly, the Queen came forward and hugged him, ‘Let us know when you have your ceremony and we will attend’ He nodded and stepped back, ‘Shift’ He told his Gammas and together they moved into their Wolves, Canis was thrilled when the small red/gold Wolf came to stand by his side, ‘This is Elara’ Mylena introduced her and they touched noses setting off at a run, heading out into the forest and she nipped his flank playfully then danced away inviting him to chase her. He spen

Bella was his prize, his mate, and the mother to his unborn pups. "Ohh...muffin, I don't have such authority to sway the Alpha's decision of going to war if his mind is already made up. But I can assure you, it won't get to that point and even if it does, I'll always come back to you. Plus, don't tell me you have no faith in me " he teased her, which earned him a playful blow to his arm, which could break a normal human's bone.

Legend says that the Goddess wanted to gift mortals more knowledge, and thus she created the Texts to tell the story to explain everything. A certain tapestry made Ursa stop and appreciate it. It was simple, yet elegant. It depicted a special scene from the Texts, when the War Goddess Rillea came to slay the deceitful Snake. But something about this scene was different, not like anything Ursa had read or seen before. Rillea had her sword raised, and the Snake appeared to have arms and legs, holding them up defensively. He was still green and scaly, but his human features seemed so real-

“Do you ever think about what we might have been… if things had gone differently?” Jason tightened his hold on her. “Sometimes. But then I look at you. And I know. This—what we have—is the only story I ever want to live.” She kissed him softly. “Good. Because me too.” But peace never stayed unbroken. One afternoon, as Bella finalized designs with her team, her phone buzzed. A new message. Same unknown number as before. Legacies are fragile. And ghosts… don’t disappear. They wait. Bella froze.

This is nothing, a walk in the park compared the past few months, the dreams and the nightmares, the echoes of my seriously screwed up past, the craziness that is Fable. Fable. I wish they were here tonight. Felix. Alastaire. Ben. Lyall. Elliot. What are they doing right now? Mixing the final track? Eating dinner? Packing their bags? They’ll be going back to England next week… An unwelcome memory flashes before my eyes. Felix standing before me in the forest, his eyes filled with strange fire as his lips meet mine. The swishing of wings cutting the air as an army of ravens descend through the night, gathering to their prince, just moments before I passed out.