Ultimate Legend Novels & Stories

"That's because you've got no taste, man. You listen to the same three rappers on repeat every single day. What right do you have to judge my music?" "At least they are better than this crap we are listening to. Gosh, I think my ears are going to bleed." "Nah, you are just clueless." I said dismissively. "This is some quality stuff." He shot me a look. "Bro, you listen to the type of music my uncle Broddy listens to, and he's 65 years old, by the way." "Then uncs is a legend for real," I said with a grin, drumming harder on the steering wheel as the song hit the chorus. "It can't get any better than this."

I whispered in anger as I averted my attention back to him, "I'm not fucking cattle or a property goddamn it! And last I checked this is the twenty-first century or did we fucking fly back in time and I'm the only one who didn't receive the memo?" He smirked, pushing back those jet black strands away from his forehead before leaning even closer, allowing me to feel his discreet masculine fragrance and the warmth of his minty breath as he cruelly said back, "As far as I can tell, there are many things your father didn't tell you. I mean, why bother? After all, you're just a fucking weak human. You didn't even receive the gene. Maybe that's why he left you in the human world, so blissfully una

It’s ironic considering how love keeps them inside the game’s circle of destiny. “In the end questions like this cannot be asked to others because we created the answer ourselves. Isn’t it funny how we stand inside this love game circle? I love you and you love someone who also has someone else in her heart. We can’t give up either. What a funny and ironic love game.” Helena said. Helena immediately leaves Alex with an answer for both. Alex fell silent, and he began to realize what Helena was trying to say. Their current position is the same in the circle of destiny or perhaps it’s a way of making him see and understand things he’s never thought of.

"The Legacy isn't built on truth; it’s built on the image of perfection. You came back from that island a hero, a survivor. But now?" ​The lawyer paused, his eyes shifting toward the door. He had seen my shadow. He looked at me, his gaze analytical and cold, then turned back to Luke with a final, devastating warning. ​"This is bad, Luke. You will lose the legacy if I am guessing it right." Luke’s head snapped up. "What is that supposed to mean?" "You know exactly what I mean, kid."

There were hundreds, even thousands of them, and every single one was full of insults aimed at me. "We trusted you!" "You were the one who told us to keep fighting, and now you turn around and take money from the Romano Famiglia!" "You promised that you would help us, so what's the meaning of this?" In that instant, a heavy silence settled over the office. I stared at the screen for a few moments before lowering the tablet. Dante hadn't changed at all. He would simply upend the chessboard if he found himself unable to control the match. I raised my head, speaking with a clarity that ensured everyone present could hear.

Patriarch of Nelson family looked at Lucas in astonishment. Hearing these words, everyone in the hall also looked at Lucas, waiting for Lucas' answer. But what they didn't expect was that Lucas would say such words next. ... Lucas said to Patriarch of Nelson family, "Apocalyptic Legion is not too strong. They are all zombies at the Rank 10 of Ultimate God Ranked Realm." "What!!!" When everyone in the hall heard this, they couldn't help exclaiming. They thought, "Are all these zombies at the Rank 10 of Ultimate God Ranked Realm?"

Aria froze. Creed’s voice darkened. “Now you understand. This isn’t about you anymore. It's a legacy. It’s blood.” He hung up. Jerry rushed in moments later. “What happened?” Aria showed him the image. “He’s not targeting the world now. He’s targeting us.” Jerry clenched his jaw. “Then we finish this. Once and for all.” And as Aria stared into the cold, lifeless face on the screen, she whispered, “We burn his empire to the ground.”

My mind playing a story as I read the words written on the scroll. “The ultimate power is what I need to defeat Mazikeen, Monar new form, it is the only thing powerful enough in this world currently to do whatever I bids it enough. It is sang of. Praises to those who hold the power of the gods and can mold it to whatever shape they would want. I have the coordinates of how to get it but I cannot leave the palace. If I do the world is lost. Mazikeen will win.

Butt asked. "Yeah....he is an idiot! Haha!" Anus also laughed. "So this happened at the peak of my village. He fought with that fake acids, hehe... Yet that time it wasn't effective! And I got bored with him...So what I did was to use my Ultimate!" Butt said proudly. "The ultimate!" Anus exclaimed. Anus remembered his legend! The God who reigned the Darkness! No one can defeat him in the darkness! But he is weak now.