The Legends Drama 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

I moved closer, pushing through a few people until I could see what everyone was staring at. My heart stopped. There, pinned right in the center of the board, were several printed posters. My mother’s picture was on them—a photo of her smiling from one of the events attended with Daniel. Big, ugly red letters were written across it: “GOLD DIGGER” “MARRIED FOR MONEY” “NEW WITCH IN THE MANSION” And at the bottom of every single poster… was Seth’s signature. That sharp, distinctive ‘S’ with the little curve at the end. The same signature I had seen on the contract. The same one only he drew like that.

Her father’s legacy, the empire she now commanded, had been built on lies—lies that went deeper than she ever imagined. As she closed the vault door behind her, Elena’s thoughts spiraled. She couldn’t afford to let this go. There was a mystery now, a dangerous one, wrapped in a web of deception. The search for answers would be no easy task, and she knew it would put her at odds with powerful enemies who had already tried to tear her down once. But she couldn’t back down—not now. Her father’s death was a lie, and Elena vowed to uncover the truth, no matter where it led. But as she walked back toward her office, she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone, somewhere, was watching her, waiting

Many legends dominate the realms of men. And each one is as unbelievable as the others; for that’s what legends are. They boggle the minds and provoke the thoughts of the self-conscious man. They give adults a magical potion that keeps their kids satisfied at night and lure them into the deep embrace of sleep. For children, however, legends are things they can dream about without any reservations. This story is a legend that is true; a legend that to all other fictions acts as a reprove. This is the legend of the New Moon. But to understand this legend, you must first be sent back in time. To the time before the world truly began; before dinosaurs dominated the earth. This was the time of th

“That legend… the Red Fiona. Everyone seems so fascinated by it but. You don’t seem to care much for the story.” He stopped walking so suddenly that I almost ran into him. He turned, his gaze finally meeting mine, and it felt like being struck by lightning. His eyes were dark and intense, holding a depth I couldn’t decipher. “Legends are just stories,” he said, his voice low and firm. “They’re distractions from what’s real. You should focus on surviving here, not on fairy tales.” His words were cold, but there was something else behind them. A warning. “Surviving?” I asked, my brow furrowing. “Is this place that dangerous?”

Daniel replied with a head nod. "I know you have your plan, but I still think that this cannot work," Levi said simply. The families were at war, but especially for him, Lila was his archnemesis; they could never be tied in marriage no matter what plots their parents were trying to do. He was sure that she would be saying the same thing as well.

Death, on the other side, has nothing else in his hand but his long black scythe as a weapon. In a few moments, they suddenly rushed at each other and started to exchange blows and attacks. My mouth went agape because of extreme astonishment. This is what they called magic. And it really does exist. A series of shockwaves were created by strong forces resonating from both of them. They were awesome! Both don’t want to give in. They kept on attacking each other. It felt like I was watching a live action of an anime scene. Just missing popcorn and chairs… and the mood is all set.

’ the Diplomat challenged the young entrepreneur. ‘Gold and Emeralds are doing well at the international market; they are fetching quiet a fortune. You know the Kalene Hills have shown traces of oil as well,’ she said. ‘Anyway, I have no words, but you know this thing is like cancer, once it attacks, it never stops. You want more and more until only God knows where you end,’ Ima said conceding.

I replied as Orel jerked in surprise. “They have twice as much as we do Themis, surely you cannot be right.” “Oh I am right, we have something that they don’t.” I winked at him. “And what is that?” Orel asked me with skeptism written all over his tone. “The most powerful legion of the last magic kingdom that survived the fall of that era and their queen.” I replied as Orel looked at me with a thoughtful look on his face before nodding. “Okay, let’s end this war.” Orel made to stand but I covered his hand with mine.

Lex had taken out his cell phone and was about to call for reinforcements, but Mya suddenly took out a medallion and said, “You’re in the presence of War Legate Draco—leader of Wyvern Peak! You will either stop whatever it is you’re doing or face death!” The entire living room fell silent. Lex stared at the War Legate Draco medallion with his eyes wide open. Lucia, too, was stunned and kept rubbing her eyes as she looked at the medallion. After confirming what it was, she felt her vision blur and fainted, her legs giving way. “W-War Legate Draco?” Thud! Lucia collapsed, realizing she had been yelling and screaming at the legate himself.