Dark Legacies Novels & Stories

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

Her Dark Past (Love in shackles) Chapter 1 LILIANA's POV, "Please don't do this to me," I screamed as his huge hand got under my skirt, I shivered in fear, I hated his touch yet I loved it when he touched me. "See you are mine…" Damon spat angrily “I can use you any way I like, I brought you with my money so don't dare try to dictate to me,” he said with gritted teeth "Damon!" I screamed as his hands caressed my skin and I spat on his face.

“You are the one who doesn’t belong here.” He chuckled, his eyes glinting dangerously. “Oh please Skyla. You’re clever, yes. Resilient, I’d give you that. But you’re not ready for war. You’re not even armed. You think this is about family. About revenge. But this.... all this is about legacies. Legacies are protected with blood.” I took one step closer to him. “And you think you can scare me into submission?” “No,” he muttered gravely, stepping back. “I won’t scare you into submission. But I think I can remove the problem.”

I asked, disbelief creeping into my voice. Diego’s expression grew more somber. "Do you know why your pack is called Dark Moon?" he asked, his gaze unyielding. I shook my head, barely able to process. "Don’t tell me there's some strange significance to the name I never knew about." Diego nodded. "'Dark Moon'—the darkest hour of the night, when evil forces are at their strongest. Your father’s legacy is tied to that darkness. You’re descended from a bloodline soaked in it."

“Fix what? I don’t…” “The darkness,” I say quietly, growing frustrated with the back and forth. “The darkness that runs in either yours or your husband's bloodline.” I guess it was time to get to the bottom of all of this, especially after Diego’s lycan took control and even killed. “It’s the reason that your pack suffered from a plague, the reason that Diego has suffered for all of these years, and the reason that your daughter is currently going through what she is. And…” I continue, remembering the slight bit of darkness I felt radiating from Geo. “The reason my son will possibly one day suffer like Diego.”

The pitiful gigantic Dark Race finally dropped to its feet after enduring the ice and fire attack, punching and kicking, and petrification. Lucas's stunning face still had a calm expression on it. He did not look delighted at all. If his Apocalyptic Legion could not bring down a Rank 7 Dark Race, how would he conquer the entire apocalypse? He was thinking of the Apocalyptic Legion’s line up. The strongest was Biggy, followed by White Doll, Scarlet, and then Rayne.

Albus said with a sad shake of his head. “Why are they so evil?” I asked Albus. “To understand that, you need to know about the two factions of Magic,” Albus said. “One faction is the Order of the Magic of the Light,” He continued as we reached the porch. It was already dark outside but lamp poles arranged around the house illuminated the front and back yard. “While the other faction was the Legion of the Magic of the Dark, the Legion uncovered the traces of a forgotten ancient god of the darkness. The power was intoxicating but the price to wield such powers came at a great price. The sacrifice of all things that represent purity and light.”

“The fate of Misthereal World rests in the palm of your hand; that stone which you’ve found can save the world, or eliminate it; as the powers of light and darkness wreak vengeance, the gemstone waits to be awakened in your hands… when the hidden wand was found.” “I c-can’t live a life like this. I-I just want to be a normal being, no responsibilities, no problems, no Lycans running after me… I just want to be free, to-“ “You were raised to love the light and loathe the darkness, and you must find a way to deal with your legacy even as you find yourself in the midst of a struggle that is ruining your land, your Empire, and our world.”

Zoire stood before the ancient paintings on the wall ,she took a deep breath and turn to Darl. "Twenty years ago,in the ages of Darkness,the Dark lord ruled this world.You might wondering who the Dark lord is.The Dark lord is a woman,a very beautiful woman at that.But do not underestimate her,she have the strey of man.She is half woman,half man and half demon.The Cloud City then,served as a refugee camp and a resistance against the Dark lord,Death lord and his armies.The great Flerod led the resistance against the Dark lord, when Death lord her general had been defeated.Great was the power of the Flerod,but as powerful as he was,he couldn't defeat the Dark lord.He managed to to seal her bet

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.