Unscramble Legend Novels & Stories

I only agreed because i really want to see her reaction. "Daniella!", my mom yelled, "Come downstairs for a moment will you?" "Coming!" Daniella replied as soon she was standing beside my mother as my dad told her that i really am, li fantasma. "Legends has it that li fantasma has a tattoo on her waist. A fucking dragon tattoo. You don't have any tattoo on your waist. So why are you lying to everyone?", Dana said clearly not believing a word my dad just said. She was right. I do have a dragon tattoo on My waist but I hid it with make-up. I had to otherwise, my family would have become a target. But some people won't understand it.

Her professor is pissed off, yet she can’t force herself to write anything. Her pen twirls around as she plays with it. It took five minutes of playing before her professor came in and handed bunch of booklets to one student asking him to distribute it to the entire class. A red covered book laid flat on her desk. “Unpopular legends.” She read it softly. She flipped the pages of the book and thought there must be about a hundred pages. She turned to the first page and saw the table of contents. “Welcome, today we will be talking about some of the most underrated legends of all time. For the entire month, we will be talking about each of these individuals to help ignite our inspiration. Clear

"This is incredible." Tasha nodded, but her eyes were focused on something else. She sat down on the bed and brought out a book from under her pillow, and then glanced back at Storm with a n unreadable expression. “Why are your eyes purple?” She whispered, clutching the book to her chest. Storm frowned at the question. “Genetics” She replied with a shrug although she knew it was deeper than that. She actually never knew the real meaning behind her eyes. But judging from the way her parents had always seemed to over react and hide it, Storm was sure that there was more to it.

The other brothers watched me leave. It took me one day to get to the moonstone forest. Being a forbidden ground, I found no one and searched for it. The scroll lay under a small mushroom that had other buds sprouting under it. That was strange. After I looked at the scroll, I felt a need to bring it back to the camp. It would be that I had done this mission well. Master would renew his trust in me. So I wrapped it carefully and lodged it in my inner clothes, though it didn’t touch my skin. One night later, I was back at camp and when I walked into the compound, one of the men said,

“Aware you won’t be whether your life-string would be cut if you face the legends of Dark. Alas, you can only try, child.” “I’ll take my chances.” “Well then, to lose you need to be prepared. Alas, alas, your death linked onto your father’s fingers. Winning is not your option but losing and dying is.” She smirked. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.” “Legends shall rise, child. The new face of Legend will reveal itself the soonest. What you need is more time.” “You’re lucky, old woman! I happen to be a master of time. So, how shall I look for them?”

She flipped it over, reading aloud the Latin title: *Natus ad Antiquum Bellatores. “Oh, ‘Born as the Ancient Warrior,’” she translated, smiling. “It’s about comparing different packs in each clan, like the Raven Pack’s strong defense against, say, the Canadian Wolf Pack.” I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t adding up. “Everything I’ve read so far keeps referring to some legend. I just... it doesn’t feel right.” I pointed to another line in my book, tracing the foreign words with a fingertip. “‘For bittersweet and stronger power, it is only known through tales that the truth behind "The Frater Coeunt Nexu Legend" comes whenever a time for the same blood is in search for a newer