Demonic Legacy Novels & Stories

he replied, brushing off the instinct saying she's in danger. "I have so many reasons to kill you. First, you lied to me. Secondly, you work for our greatest enemy, Sinful. He betrayed us all,Anna , Derek, Samantos, all of us. Fuck, I am resisting the urge to kill you " he said to Amelia who almost peed on her body.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

"I want justice. For every person you stepped on. For the family you destroyed. Drop it, Victor. Or I swear I will make sure your legacy dies screaming." His free hand gripped the window frame, knuckles white. "Legacy? My legacy is this chaos. You were my greatest creation, Damien. Strong enough to challenge me, weak enough to hesitate. Look at you now. Still talking when you should be acting." Sweat beaded on my forehead. The hum from the bomb grew louder, vibrating through the floor. "Acting? Like how you acted when you sold out our allies? When you poisoned the wells to keep competitors out? I know it all. Every dirty secret."

"That's even more pathetic than I thought." "You didn't lose to anyone. You destroyed yourself." I stood to leave. "Richard's decisions about his company and his inheritance had nothing to do with you. Your obsession with perceived injustices from twenty years ago cost you everything while Richard's legacy continues." "His legacy built on lies and broken promises!" Victor stood too, shouting now. "Richard Thompson was a monster who destroyed people to build his empire! He deserves to have everything he built torn down!" "Maybe he was a monster in business. Maybe he did hurt people including you." I moved toward the door. "But he's dead and his company is being run by people who are trying to

They had always been the children of legacy, the prophecy no one spoke aloud but everyone expected to unfold. And now—now—that same legacy curled inside her. Unasked for. Unplanned. Unwanted, maybe, by its own father. But alive. What a cruel trick. Adrain’s betrayal still stung, deep and quiet, like frostbite in summer. But the child inside her? That wasn’t a mistake. That was blood. Old blood. Strong blood. Hers. And maybe that’s what scared her most. Because what if this child inherited the worst of both of them?

“I don’t know yet.” Jameson scoffed. “Great. “So, if I understand correctly—we’re going to destroy an ancient Council that has been running the supernatural world for centuries, and at the same time, fighting off some kind of primordial horror that happens to be living in Lena’s head at the moment?” I sighed. “That about sums it up.” Jameson rubbed a hand over his face. “Fantastic.” Soraya, who had so far kept quiet, sighed. “It’s possible.”

She must save her granddaughter from the same fate that claimed her father. The Jacksons share a common trait: a relentless, unyielding stubbornness. Granny Minama knew this too well. It’s why she regretted ever introducing Demika to the cursed Book of Shadows and leaving her alone with it. The darkness had been calling to Demika, whispering in a language only she could hear, pulling her deeper into its abyss. Granny Minama could see it in her granddaughter’s eyes—eyes now as black as the void, reflecting the demonic forces that sought to devour her soul.

Adam nodded, and he took a big gulp of his bottle of beer. “The war was started out of petty greed from Seth. He was Alpha of a different pack and hated the Alpha of the Moonlit pack. He was Alpha of Alphas, he was good for his pack, made the pack wealthy and ruled fairly over all packs. Clovis was his Gamma. Seth hated him for some reason and wanted what he had. He wouldn’t be able to defeat the Moonlit pack alone, so he made a deal with humans. With their weapons, he defeated the Alpha, and now Seth was the Alpha of the two packs, and Alpha of Alphas.”, Adam said. He took a deep breath, and another big gulp of his beer.

Dylan, in his demonic form, and Chastity imbued with the power of the Lycan, clashed in a struggle. Amid the fierce battle against the demonic Dylan, Chastity felt the weight of his formidable strength pressing upon her. Each strike he delivered reverberated through her Lycan form, threatening to overwhelm her defenses. The realization dawned on her that defeating an ancient vampire in his demonic manifestation would be an arduous task, one that demanded more than her individual prowess.

“Mag-uumpisa tayo ng sarili nating samahan. A group that will rival the Death Legion. We will take down Valencia and start a new legacy. We will assemble, heal, and provide. Unveil what's within, reveal what's covered. Our name will leave a new definition to his downfall.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································