Dark Legacies Novels & Stories

A secret society, shrouded in darkness, emerged from the shadows, desperate to seize the power and influence that our legacy held. Caught in a web of intrigue and danger, we found ourselves at the center of a centuries-old conflict. We had to navigate treacherous alliances and make choices that would shape not only our own fate but the fate of our lineage. As the battle between light and shadow raged on, we confronted our own fears and doubts, questioning whether we were worthy of the legacy bestowed upon us. We were faced with challenges that tested our courage, resilience, and the strength of our love.

I grinned, with a low rumble of laughter at her drama. To think of it… she hated darkness which was opposed to me who dwelled with darkness. This defined me. Darkness was my true heritage as the vampiric Lord witcher. ***

The destroyers of the Old World? "Why..." Alaric stammered. "Why haven't you killed me?" "It's Tuesday," Cyprian said, cutting a loaf of bread. "We only kill on Fridays." Vespera rolled her eyes. She sat opposite the boy. "Why do you want to kill me, Alaric?" "Because you are the Dark!" Alaric said, finding his courage. "The stories say you destroyed the Legion of Light! You corrupted the world!" "I stopped a tyranny," Vespera corrected gently. "The Legion of Light was burning villages to fuel their 'purity'. They were draining the life out of the land."

you know of it? {{ Unfortunately son, I do, the Dark Dynasty is a Legion Demigorgans that hail from the Eastern Underground, they think, work and move as one, they are strategists and very savage people but they do not hunt and kill without purpose so they must have been looking for something or someone when they infiltrated Drias people as she put it, we just have to hope that it isn't Alessandria or Nevia because we'd be in way over our heads if its them that they want }}

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORY Third person's POV: "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

Maybe she was foolish to think she could ever reach him again, the man who now belonged to the darkness far more than he ever belonged to anyone. He was the leader of the merciless legacy.

They protected her physically but also emotionally, something that she desperately needed, especially when she felt lost. The decision about R E A M was made after a lot of contemplation. The future Legacies of Fate series – which includes Blakely, Asher, and Scarlett’s stories – and the future Legacies of Destiny series – which includes Zion, Lola, and Matteo’s stories will be told on that platform. The great news about the platform is that you will also have access to bonus content that can only be found there. I truly hope to see you there! Blakely’s story is currently live. All you have to do is use a search engine to find the site, and it will tell you how to d******d the app. From ther

The ink has faded with age, but the words remained legible, their elegance undiminished. My ancestor’s name stares up at me, almost mockingly. Artemis Black. A name long lost to our history. I’m not even sure if the Shifters know his name still. To them, he’s just the dumbass that had gotten himself, along with his whole pack, cursed. And that was that for them. But not for us. Though I knew it was my ancestor that had caused this curse, I’d never read his journal. My father had kept it under lock and key when I was a boy and, when I became Alpha, I had other problems to worry about than some ancient writings.

“That name… it was erased from every record. But it is said that long ago, one of the founders made a pact with something dark, something that gave him extended life in exchange for service. We thought it was just a legend.” “It is not a legend,” Lucien laughed, the sound echoing like breaking glass. “It is the truth you buried. While your ancestors chose to contain the source, I chose to merge with its shadow. I took only a fraction of its power three centuries ago...enough to live beyond mortality, enough to plan, enough to build an empire in the dark. And now that the whole source is awake, I will take all of it.” He raised both hands, and the red energy around his forces surged, blasting