Dark Legacies Novels & Stories

Annabelle read it out: “ Luke, the most powerful vampire to exist. He is known by many names. The lord of darkness. The symbol of abomination. The epitome of destruction. But one thing is very clear, he was never born as a vampire. Rather, he was born human. A servant to be precise. The story goes back when he served at a plantation alongside his friend. The two young men did not like their status and the burden of servitude. As much as they hated their lives, they each had different views towards their master. While his friend wanted to be among the elites and high class, Luke wanted to rule them. And so when rumors of a warlock spread in the town and came to pass, Luke and his

The heavy main door of Caden's mansion clicked shut behind me. The sound didn't offer freedom; it sealed me into a new kind of prison. The bright afternoon sun felt too harsh, mocking the darkness that had just settled deep inside me. I was outside, yes, but no longer my own. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of the deal. My limbs felt weak, like every bone had turned to water. I had agreed. I had sold myself, not just for money now, but for Caden’s sinister game.

“She lied because she hoped it would never come to this. She thought that if you lived an ordinary life, the legacy would die with her. She thought if she could keep you hidden long enough, the Old Powers would forget.” “But they didn’t,” I whispered. “They remembered,” my father said grimly. “And now they’re calling you home.” I felt like the tent was closing in around me. My entire life had been built around the idea that I was fighting to keep the darkness out. Not that I was meant to carry it. Maxwell pushed into the tent without knocking, his eyes burning. “They’re moving.” “What?” I asked numbly. “The Council’s armies. Half of them. They’re coming here. They heard the stranger’s warnin

She smirked at me from across the room. She’s planning something. Mr. Blackwood stepped onto the stage. “Tonight, we celebrate legacy,” he announced proudly. “My wife, my sons… and my precious jewel.” Marlene stiffened. “To strengthen this legacy, the Blackwoods and Al Khaleds will unite through the marriage of their children — Marlene Blackwood and Raheem Al Khaled.” Applause erupted. I froze. Marlene couldn’t even breathe. Raheem was gay — I knew it. I had proof. I just never needed it… until now.

"Is that what you thought? That sleeping with a woman would somehow rewire my brain? My heart? That you could fuck the gay out of me?" "No Lancaster man has ever had such desires before." His voice turns dangerously quiet, like the calm before a tornado. "Five generations of honorable men, building a legacy you seem determined to destroy." My hands clench into fists so tight my nails draw blood from my palms. "So that's it? I'm a genetic mistake? The first Lancaster to break your precious mold?"

She bolted over, calling out, "M-Ms. Brown!" Fidgeting with her clothes, my mother whispered, "Do you remember me? I'm Yocelyn's mother. The corneas—you got them from her..." Amelia just brushed my mother's hand aside and shoved her. My death certificate fluttered to the ground with a soft sound. Without a word, Amelia stomped on it, sneering, "Get lost, you lunatic! I don't know you..." My mother's eyes went wide with shock, and she dove for Amelia's leg, yelling, "Don't touch that!"

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

Dmitri worriedly asked when tears started falling from the retired Diamantaire’s eyes. “Yes, yes ! Just that I feel bad for what I missed at Melody’s birth and turned such a joyous occasion into a heart breaking one. Please forgive me, Dmitri,” Tyler Blaydes repented. “Dad !” Dmitri softly said as he led the elder man to his comfortable chair and helped him sit down before giving him a glass of water. “Bygones are bygones, Dad. You loved your daughter and wanted the best for her. If it were not for your threat, Melody and I would not have relocated and she would not have found her soulmate, Ethan ! Everything happens for a reason, Dad. You have showered us with loads of love in every way tha

He wondered if that man had ever really existed, or if he was just a ghost designed to trick him. Outside, the city lights shone brightly, but for Luca, the world had gone dark. He was no longer the precious baby of the Moretti family. He was the property of Adrian Voss.

"Nothing illegal but ethically questionable." "How questionable?" Lily's voice was tense. I walked her through everything explaining Richard's aggressive tactics and the people he'd hurt. She listened quietly processing each revelation. "So my father destroyed people to build his empire." She said finally. "That's the legacy I inherited." "Partly." I touched her hand. "But you also inherited his later attempts at redemption. The charitable work and ethical business practices." "Does redemption matter if you've already done terrible things?" Lily looked at me seriously. "Can you make up for destroying people's lives?"