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The empire’s might was at a peak not seen for hundreds of years, and so it took the generals of high command by surprise when a nation from the west first resisted, then began pushing back their steady advance. These Demacians drove the Noxian warbands eastward, harrying them back behind the walls of Hvardis. 
Sivir
Rallying her fellow sellswords, Sivir decided to strike against Ziharo, and replace her as leader. Unwilling to kill her former mentor, though, Sivir left her alone in the desert with a hollow offer of good luck. 
Ahri
Mortals, it seemed, also became fascinated by her in return—and she often used this to her advantage, draining their essence while charming them with recollections of beauty, hallucinations of deep longing, and occasionally dreams colored by raw sorrow. 
Aphelios
Lunari from across the mountain gathered, emerging from hiding to witness the balance of power shift as celestial cycles in the heavens turned. 
Orianna
Corin became one with the last remnant of the daughter he had known and loved. She listened to his steady heartbeat through the night, the quiet hum of hextech in the beautifully intricate ball by her side.
Ryze
Fleeing into the hills, he and Ryze bore horrified witness to the destructive power of the World Runes firsthand.
The earth fell away beneath them, the bedrock itself seeming to retch and squeal, while the sky above them recoiled as if mortally wounded.
The Princeling’s Lament
A princess lies below the soil,
A king’s pride and joy, a beauty divine.
Now food for worms, her flesh to dine.
Skin once fair, now left to spoil.
Double Down
A flunky behind the merchant handed him a matching bag of coins. The patrons of Fortune's Glory gave a collective moan as it was added to the gold heaped in the middle of the table. 
Xayah
As a child of the Lhotlan tribe, Xayah loved listening to her father sing folk-hymns about ancient vastayan heroes. The haunting melodies transported her to a long-forgotten time, when magic danced freely through the island of Qaelin, imbuing the Lhotlan with immense power.
Unbound
He spoke about the love of brothers, the love of friends, of hard fights won and others lost, of family, of future, and finally... of freedom. 
Zeri
Enraged at their losses, the local barons formed a rare alliance, and their combined power trounced Zeri wherever she went. She tried to adapt—to strike faster—but against the barons’ endless resources, it wasn’t enough. 
Zilean
Zilean’s own resentment grew, yet he was worried by open talk of secession among his peers. He was a patriot through and through, but in the face of the Ascended Host, any rebellion could only end in calamity for his people.
Child of Zaun
Ian St. Martin
“You’re finally here.”
“Indeed, my witness.” His true voice is thunder, rendered through furnace iron. “I am here.”
Monstrous
Graham McNeill
He lets out a wracking sob as I stop and press him hard against the wall.
I can’t decide if he thinks I’m going to kill him or let him go.
The Eyes and the Embers
Conor Sheehy
The figure picked himself up, breathing hard.
"Gods, woman," he gasped, "what were you doing?"
Sisterhood of War Part II: The Unquiet Dead
Ian St. Martin
“My son…”
“No,” Erath’s eyes were hard. “You don’t get to do that. You lost a finger, I lost you!
The Weakest Heart
Ariel Lawrence
The right words could cut more deeply than a knife.
“You are here to serve me,” he growled.
“No, I swore to serve this house.” The oath I had taken pricked fresh in my mind, the oath of all intelligencers.
A Feast Fit for A King
Graham McNeill
“I got meat,” said Trundle, reaching into the bag and hauling out the stinking remains of a curling-horned mountain ram.
The Bird and the Branch
Ariel Lawrence
The girl released the stone from her sling. It hit the great beast near the mane, the fur taking the brunt of the impact. 
At The Edge Of The World
Ian St Martin
“We have to—”
Kross never finished his sentence. He gasped, hard, as a sword’s tip emerged from between his ribs. Then he toppled to the deck.