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The waters of Veylmar have been peaceful for many years and are meant to be for years to come but the peace is broken when a girl falls into clutches of the wrong king and trades of flesh and illicit goods are started back up, how will peace ever be restored to these raging waters?.

This is where I'm going to put all my headcanons for the Last Legacy cast! Put suggestions in the comment section or send me some via my inbox, if you wish.

it is in humor because my life is very funny to me . thank you xoxoxx

Elowen is an artist, and her favorite form of art is illusions.

Astoria Ellie Reyes, a lively and mischievous young woman with an infectious laugh, has always been the ray of sunshine in everyone's lives. Beneath her cheerful facade, however, lies a heart weighed down by memories and a longing for her childhood best friend, Elowen Hades Francisco. Elowen, once a gentle and caring boy, was the anchor to Astoria's whirlwind personality until a tragic accident left him with amnesia, erasing all traces of their shared past. Years later, Astoria stumbles upon Elowen, now a reserved and distant man, with no recollection of who she is or the bond they once shared. Determined to revive their connection, Astoria sets out on a journey to rekindle their friendship, bringing Elowen into her world of pranks, adventures, and heartwarming moments. As they spend time together, Elowen begins to rediscover parts of himself he thought he'd lost forever. Astoria, too, finds herself healing as she opens up about the hidden sadness she's kept buried for years. Together, they prove that even the rainiest days can give way to sunshine and that sometimes, a second chance at happiness is all it takes to find your way back to each other. A story of love, resilience, and rediscovering joy, "When the Rain Drops Stop" is a heartwarming tale about how true bonds can weather even the stormiest times and bloom anew.

"She makes silence feel like home." "This is how it feels to be quietly made of stars." Quietly Made of Stars by Nyxora She was rain-soaked poetry. He was a quiet storm waiting to break. Elowen Lune doesn't speak much-but she feels everything. With eyes like moonlight and moss, a voice soft as secrets, and red hair that falls like fire in fog, she sketches her grief in silence and sings lullabies to the sky when no one's listening. Evander Gray doesn't believe in fairytales. Not until he sees her standing in the rain, barefoot, blinking through clouds like she belonged to another world. He plays piano like he's in mourning, wears black like armor, and loves her like she's the last soft thing on earth. When Elowen moves to a town tucked between forest and fog, she expects stillness. She doesn't expect him. But some stories aren't loud. Some love is a whisper. And some hearts are quietly made of stars.

Lying is easy but it's much harder to stay and deal with the consequences. The truth doesn't cost you a thing, but a lie can cost you a life. ----------------------------- On Halloween night, when Emilia's best friend tells her a horror story, the last thing she expects is to find Elowen's corpse in the same manner as the protagonist from the story. And when more bodies turn up, in the exact same manner as Elowen's, the Sheriff's son opts to help her investigate in exchange for her heart. But there's always more to murder than what meets the eye.

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This story is going to contain all the fan fiction I write for Last Legacy. Suggestions are more than welcome, so feel free to drop some in the comments or in my inbox!

He was born a heartbreaker. With his bright blue eyes and sharp jawline, he had cut deep feelings into everyone. What happens when he feels what others feel for him?

Everyone joined for the crown. She didn't expect to fall for her biggest rival. Yllana was there to win-no distractions, no drama, and definitely no feelings. But Ahtisa had a smirk sharp enough to slice through even her most guarded moments. In the glitz and glamor of pageant life, what started as staged smiles and petty jabs turns into late-night glances, stolen touches, and a slow unraveling of what it means to want something... or someone more than the crown. And somewhere between rehearsals, viral tweets, and "just-for-the-fans" hugs- She realizes: maybe it was never about the title.