The Forbidden Legend Novels & Stories

I didn't want to know if it had been my fault or that it was the fault of the people closest to me, who had betrayed me but my brother had died and I had never forgiven myself, I always went about with that guilt on me, buried deep in my heart. I will not reproduce, I will not mate, I have promised myself, that's why I prefer to go about and live between humans, there was no way I would find my mate there. Even betterthat I don't even want want one. The first one had betrayed me and she had never looked back. She was the only one who could have told everyone the truth about what happened that night, but she ran away, leaving me to his fate of being hated. My pack turned their back on me, str

she said slowly. “It must be done under a blood moon. After that, the person has to follow strict rules for a hundred days. If they wish to become human, they must not harm another soul or shift into their wolf form. Otherwise…” She looked down, her tone cold, “they’ll become a rogue, destined for a tragic death.” Silence settled over us, thick and suffocating as we absorbed her words. The room felt smaller, as if Ellen’s tale had pulled a shroud over our future.

She smiled. “What’s your promise?” Eileen asked. She gulped and smiled at her. “We both have forbidden promises. Do you know anything about them?” Tony asked. Eileen shook her head, she can’t tell them what she knows about Luke. “There were two types of forbidden promises: the killing promise and the strengthening promise. Forbidden promises are different from ordinary promises. Forbidden promises are a rare type of magic, you can only have a forbidden promise if it’s running to your blood. One of the forbidden promises, which is the strengthening promise, is running in our blood.” She explained.

"It is an oath of secrecy taken, swearing not to divulge the activities of the mafia to law enforcement agencies. You won't be allowed to have unmonitored phone calls, e-mails or texts as every thing will now be monitored by the mafia. You also can't go on unsupervised trips or vacations. All your movements will be monitored and track. You shouldn't be seen with the police either.. You will have to be branded as belonging to the Mafia. And the punishment if you don't sign or break any of the rules is...death" My jaws dropped and my heart sank. What the hell?

I spat out before I could stop myself. "Be silent!" he boomed, banging his hand on the table. "You are only allowed to speak for what is said to you. You are a disgrace to the royal house. That is why I have kept you hidden these long years. How would it look for a king to show to the world that his firstborn is a girl?" He spat to his side. "You think I hid you because I cared for you? No. I hid you because you're proof of my shame. The gods cursed me with you. For the past 4 years I’ve tried to find a man who would marry you but no one wanted you!”

“It is the Mark of the Moon, Your Majesty. It is the symbol from the ancient prophecy that was forbidden to speak of. It’s the thing we fear most and thought was only a legend told to keep young beasts obedient.” I had to control my growing anger and fear of the unknown. I had to stay calm to get the exact answers I needed. “I thought it was only a legend too. We all did. Tell me the details of the legend now, tell me everything you know about this symbol and its origin.”

The creature we intended to create, the weapon strong enough to rule both packs and covens, would remain a dream. I couldn’t let that happen. I turned toward the far wall and knelt beside the hearth. My fingers found the loose stone easily, and I pried it free. Behind it, hidden in a hollow space, lay a leather-bound book wrapped in crimson silk. The Grimoire of Thalora: my mother’s legacy. Every forbidden spell she had collected, every curse she had perfected, every binding stronger than blood. I unwrapped it carefully and set it on the table. The cover was cold to the touch, almost pulsing beneath my fingertips, as if the book itself was alive. I flipped through the brittle pages until I f

“Then let me become something that can.” —THE LEGEND OF THE FORBIDDEN FLAME Deep beneath the Sovereign Temple, a scroll had long been sealed by divine order. It was said to contain a ritual—so dangerous, so ancient—that even the gods refused to speak its name. But Ava’s blood had unlocked it. As she read it aloud under moonlight, the wind shifted unnaturally. The flames in her lantern burned blue. Lucien appeared beside her, eyes sharp with warning. “That flame killed the first Moon Queen,” he said. “It burns your soul to fuel your power.”

This business thrived on its reputation as a danger in the city. The dangerous Alpha has recently returned to Delhi, and everyone in the city is aware of it. To celebrate my father's return, a party will be held in his honor. But my father believes that this gathering is only taking place to remind him of what happened when he turned 21, and he insists I follow in his footsteps by beginning my time as a leader and werewolf.

I dropped my bag immediately, ran off to get his coffee, on my way back I paused a little to catch my breath before knocking on his door, then I heard some conversations, normally I would go back and wait or just knock before entering but I heard something that got my attention. "Okay, so what's it going to be? Now that she's gone, you need a Luna, An alpha can't be left alone," "I Know and that's why I'm trying my best to find that person, it's not been easy on me, after Fiona died, I couldn't bring myself to find another mate, and when I finally do, it's Forbidden, she's the only one I can connect with, I can even read her mind." "But you know no Alpha can be mated to a