The Legendary Soldier Novels & Stories

“Your warlord lies beheaded on my battlements. Your legions were held back by my Empress’s shield. You have one chance to surrender your standards—or my wolves will use your bones to lay the new wall’s foundations.” The senior commander of the golden legions—an elder Lycan whose face bore the burn marks of my barrier—stepped forward. He glanced at Lawrence for a heartbeat, then his yellow eyes locked on me, reading the mystical symmetry of my double mark and the glow of the silver medallion resting over my full chest.

Captain O said clearly already loosing his cool this time as his expression twisted in a very unreal way. The question came out sharper and more forceful as the frustration was becoming visible now, thick vain became visible on his head as his eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened while his hands slowly clenched. “I am the great Captain O, the only one who kissed death goodbye, the grim reaper and the only solution to life's journey on earth.” The declaration echoed throughout the hall forcing several Bratva soldiers to immediately straighten their postures as pride filled their expressions because to them, Captain O was more than a commander, he was a legend, a symbo and a weapon that had protec

Python. I knew him. There was a legendary soldier that was codenamed Python. He is good at controlling other's minds, manipulating them, and make them play on his palm without his victims knowing it. The US President looks up to him. The best sniper in the world, the fastest, and the deadliest. But one day, the whole world was shakes upon hearing the news that he retired. And his reason? Because he is having a daughter and he want a peaceful life with them. He let go his beloved profession just for his daughter. No one will mourn for his dead body one day if he gets home cold and in a coffin. He gave up his title just for her. But her fucking daughter grew up to be a haughty, spoiled, femini

general:- I am general Lucian, I will going to lead you in battle, remember that if you don't kill others or make any small mistakes, then tomorrow is not for you, we going to war, to protect our friends, family and citizens of this nation, don't believe that you can't survive, don't believe that you can't kill other, their thousands of mighty warriors I history who fought battle, if even their leg is injured by 100 of the arrow, even their head cut off, they fight until every dorp of blue leave their body, do they don't know they could die in battle, or does they don't care about their life, they know that this could be their last day or they going to lose thing they love and their dream, b

And he was many things, but he was no cheat. Elias was respected amongst not only his kind, but all creatures, even the humans who knew of their world. He took care of those under him and worked to stay under The Council’s radar; his interest in their affairs ended long ago. This girl may get him in trouble, but she was worth it. If she could do even half of what the legends said, she would be worth everything. And she would be his.

The first time had been when speaking with his second in command, Deleav. The second and third time had been when he’d been in disguise as a soldier at Flossina's home. From what he had overheard from the soldiers it seemed to be a mix of folklore and legend. Some believed it to be true. Others believed it was something to give the people hope after a great loss. There were also a few that thought it to be a great and powerful weapon.

The story of the battle of the king who turned into a dragon demon against a swordsman, was immortalized by people into a legend and a story that continues to be told to their children and grandchildren. Two hundred years later... in the middle of the village which was completely covered by snow, a young man ran in a hurry while carrying a plastic bag in his right hand. His name was Chyou Chen, that man had a title that was very famous in every continent. he was dubbed as the lightning foot. His speed when running, was able to rival a swordsman at the Bone Forging level. That morning, he was chased by dozens of warriors, while walking leisurely in the middle of the city.

Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara. "I have bought the whole team," she declared making Yara gasp loudly. "That Gora and his brown friend alone cannot win this game!" "Today I'll see the ashamed face of that Abraham fucking Chauhdry!" Yara was about to say something when her voice was cut short by deafening noise. "Abraham! Abraham!" There erupted loud yells of his name. Minahil looked to the front and her jaw clenched fiercely. Abraham was raised in the air by the wild spectators and his followers.

Throughout the past few days, the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and the Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race had been feeding it with lines about how overwhelming Lucas was. They claimed that Lucas the Demon owned two of the Ten Legendary Weapons, the Dragon Slaying Saber and the Sky Tower! They even claimed that the Apocalyptic Legion owned by Lucas was terrifying. 'What is it about Biggy the Godly Boxer, White Doll Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Polar Ice…' From what the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race had said, it seemed like Lucas possessed a unique ability that only he had access to.

Facing Grandma York, even Ethan didn’t dare to hesitate as he clasped his hands together facing her direction and said, “To answer Grandma York’s question, this man is the legend amongst the armed forces, a living legend indeed!” “What?!” “The legend amongst the army?” “Is it actually the man who created the legendary Sword Army?” Gasp… From all directions, everyone drew in a cold breath. What kind of person could he be to be recognised even by a hot shot like Ethan? The York family might be domineering, however, Yonathan, Quinton and Stephen York could only stare at one another as they felt cold sweats dripping down their foreheads. How could the Yorks didn’t know that someone as esteemed a