Relentless Glory | Garen x Darius

Relentless Glory | Garen x Darius

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As the cold and brutal war between Demacia and Noxus rages on, a new warmth emerges in the midst of the battle. Blue eyes, brown hair, standing at 185 cm tall, Garen Crownguard, also known as the Might of Demacia, is a proud and noble soldier of Demacia. Through is exceptional skill and fortitude, he has made his name among Demacia's elite and is now the leader of the Dauntless Vanguard. Black hair, brown eyes, standing at 195 cm tall. Darius, also known as the Hand of Noxus, is Noxus's most feared and battle-hardened Commander. Through his prowess in battle, he raised through the ranks and earned himself the position of Noxus's top Commander. Two arch rivals, but one of them secretly has feelings for the other. Will love blossom between the two enemies or will it be silenced by the drums of war. "Mature Content" Contains a few smutty scenes.
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Was previously named "Darius" #Book 1 in Alpha Series ≛ He was powerful He was terrifying He was huge He had the whole world under his feet, within his grasp but to him she was his world, she meant everything. He was feared by all but it only mattered that she was scared of him. He was worshipped by billions yet he worshipped the very ground she walked on. His calloused hands were capable of ripping people apart yet they only held her with tenderness and possessiveness. His claws ripped out throats yet they only extended towards her to play with her curls. "For there will be one born from chaos, forged from the ruins and the ashes of the ages. He will be the the chosen one, the one to host the darkness. He will be engraved with the lines of the goddesses touch and the fates will bow to him. But he will be the one to bring forth the carnage, that will end the world's that began under his feet. His light, her darkness. Every darkness needs a light but his will be lost in the times. Bethroted to the darkness, one with it. The cycle will go on till the darkness finds the light, to be one eclipse. For at the end, blood will flow" !LEAVING WATTPAD SOON!

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