True Legend Book Novels & Stories

After all, in their eyes, what could possibly be valuable about some old grave in the middle of nowhere? I stood by the upstairs window, watching Wallace's car disappear down the road, and a faint smile curved on my lips. There was something inside that safe—but it wasn't some priceless set of bonds. It was my real birth certificate and the evidence my father had left behind to prove Olivia's financial crimes. In my last life, I had almost gotten my hands on them. But before I could, they forced me to marry Abby, and my plan for revenge fell apart. This time, I'd let that fool guard the evidence for me.

I say, sitting next to my brother, and Wyatt nods, shrugging his shoulder. “I hope the guy didn’t stay alive to tell the tale,” Wyatt says, and I shake my head. “He is alive, barely,” I say, shrugging it off. Ghost was extremely proud and happy because of the bets. Everything was against me, and he bet on me, so he won so much money he couldn’t even count it properly. “Can we talk about the reason we are all here on a Sunday evening?” I let out, and Wyatt nods. “I’ve got intel for you,” Wyatt says, passing me a folder. I frown as I see a picture of a man I have never seen before in my life. “Recognise the guy?” he asks, and I shake my head.

“This was all set up by Liora!” “What?” Anderson frowned, clearly confused. “It was all a trap… I didn’t know what I signed,” Lucien admitted, running a hand through his hair in panic. “Where is she now?” Anderson asked quickly. “She’s gone. She left a message saying I’d never find her. I had no idea I signed divorce papers… and she discovered Bianca isn’t her child,” Lucien added, his voice dropping in defeat. “You need to find a way to get your empire back,” Anderson urged firmly. “Where’s your phone?”

With a soft click, the chest opened. Inside was a collection of journals, old papers, and photographs—fragments of her father’s life, his legacy, and perhaps, his hidden truths. Elena’s fingers trembled as she reached for the first journal, flipping through the pages. There, written in her father’s familiar handwriting, were notes, dates, and names she didn’t recognize. But it was the last page that made her pause. Her breath caught in her throat as she read the final line. “If you’re reading this, Elena, it means you’ve found the truth. But the truth isn’t what you think it is. There are more layers to this legacy, more shadows than you can imagine. I couldn’t tell you everything, but I tru

He closed it after a while and decided to drop it back in one of the shelves. Just as he was putting the book back on the shelf, he paused. No, he couldn’t leave it behind. It didn’t belong here. Not in this forgotten section. He was sure now that this book belonged on the other side, the part the King strictly forbade him from exploring. He was able to figure this out because all the books that he had seen were merely child's play, and none reflected true stories. They were heroic books that talked about past Lycanis leaders, half of whom Valen was sure had to be fake.

He picked it up and started reading it. That paper was a document by Hamburg, the first senator of Bingle land. The document stated, "A child will be born in Bingle and he will be the saviour of the World. Be will be given the name LEGEND OF THE JUNGLE. A time is coming where a powerful man from Jingle will enslave all the people of Bingle. But only one warrior in Bingle land can save them. Only at this time,e the war between Bingle and Jingle will end. The reader of this paper should note that the last kilometre is risky and full of wild animals."