Unscramble Legion Novels & Stories

As it descended, the temperature dropped, the humidity replaced by the sterile, recycled air of a high-tech lab. The doors opened to a vast, subterranean chamber. It was filled with glass pods, each one illuminated by a soft, amber light. Inside the pods were infants—dozens of them. They were identical. "The Legion," Vira whispered, her hand sweeping over the room. "The Architect realized that individual heirs are prone to... complications. They fall in love. They develop consciences. They rebel. But a legion? A legion is a collective. They are raised in a hive, taught one language, one purpose. They are the ultimate corporate officers. No ego. No betrayal. Only the Lu-Sheng interest."

Seeing him now at the mercy of Vyrelen fuels his anger because he knows he is losing. Vyrelen stared down at the fallen warrior, his arms still at his sides. Then, at last, he whispered, voice barely audible above the cursed wind. "You were too loud, Legion. But you were never dangerous to me. If that is what you called power then you have to bury your head in shame, but don't worry, after I kill you I will do just that." "Who... who are you?" Legion stammered out. "That fire wasn't ordinary, it should have sucked you dry until your ashes remain even Lady Bana fears my fire but you did not dear it."

I was pretty sure the guards behind him couldn’t hear me. “A true pack member would know that we have no pack house numbers,” he said. “And that disgusting scent on you that follows you everywhere, you can’t possibly hide it. That’s the scent that only rogues have. You’re a rogue!”

Lambana - a race of small winged creatures also called Ada or Engkantada and in English it is called Pixie, Small Fairy or Tooth Fairy. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ The day ended without her father knowing she had left her room. She has returned to her hiding place, the moments she had enjoyed earlier are now gone.

He mused, leaning against the chair leisurely, " do you wish to cut your own hand off girl?" "Ally, stop embarrassing yourself, put it down," Legion sighed, massaging the bridge of his nose. "What are you going to do with it? You probably won't even take two steps you little wart," Legion's father added, taking a seat once more casually. Wart? Wart?! Me? I was sick of that word. He ain't never seen a BGIA. (Black girl in action).