Down In Legend

Down In Legend

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There are Legends, creatures above Angels and Demons, creatures deemed immortal. The Heir, the Witch, the Sylph and the Mage. Very little is known of these creatures of incredible power, but they have been hunted for centuries, only for the hunters to be found dead, weeks later every time. And now it seems your family has the same death wish. Your name is James Neveon and it's your job to kill them You needed the Legends. Everything had gone horribly wrong, and however much you hated it, you needed their help. They were the only ones powerful enough to defeat her, before she killed everyone else. Your name is Havilah and you are quite possibly the most idiotic Angel to ever exist. You are a Legend. People tell their children horror stories about you. Existing from well before civilization, you never asked for this. You just wanted to be with your family in peace again. So when that Angel came begging you, you weren't amused, until you learned what was left of your family was in danger too. Your name is Jade Derse, the Sylph and this was going to be one for the history books (Hi this is my first [real] story, and I'm really excited about it, feedback is always welcome. Updates are probably going to be very scattered. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy!) 😊
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My memories always haunt me. And they never cease. They come back when I hear a simple howl at night. I wish they would just disapear, like how I made all my fear. But I know it's impossible. Fear is always easier to get rid of, of course, when you have nothing else to live for. I remember the night. The night my family was brutally murdered. The night I became a rogue. I remember all the screaming of my friends. None of us knew they would attack us that night. The night of our festival of the moon. I always wondered how I was the one to survive, the runt of the pack. . . Willow is a rouge after the tragic event of a rouge attack on her village three years ago. She now lives alone in the forest. But when she's discovered by an alpha and his beta, she has no choice but to try and run away again. But how is that possible when the alpha is her mate.

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