Demonic Legacy Novels & Stories

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always s

He wanted to be immortal, he did everything to escape, in a fight he ended up heading towards the sands of time, lost, he entered an ancient temple of Babylon towards the legendary tower of Babel, where he discovered a definitive book that the it would lead to destroying all demons so that her soul would be free from being dominated and taken, leading to immortality, that's what she said, but in reality she had a mistake, she didn't just take him in a fight. Following up with an ambush for all the demons of hell, it also led him to absorb all the demons into legions of a hell, becoming the true legion, where he walked leading to an enterprise not only destroying all the demons and absorbing

After a year of learning and practice, They both journeyed far and wide to exorcist all those that were cursed and also killed their pact demons, but as destined could have it they couldn't finish their job and most demons end up choosing another avatar, now it seems his son was also choosing. His master was killed in a fight by a strong demon, which made him feel bad, and wanted to succumb to darkness. But was later able to keep the legacy because it was a dying wish from his master. Now it seems life has also cursed him, his loved ones keep getting killed innocently and his son was cursed, he was now going to pass on that legacy to his son, hoping he wouldn't fall into the wrong path and r

“You know it’s not that simple, not to mention this legacy my mother’s always going on about.” “What’s the point of being king of Lycans and werewolves if you can’t do what’s best for us?” Frost countered, his tone turning serious. “Tell me, what’s more important: that legacy or your happiness?” Frost eased up on the teasing, speaking more earnestly. He and Andriel were one; if Andriel’s human side perished, Frost would too, and that was something he wasn’t willing to let happen.

I admit. “Let me plan it. Please.” Layla says. “I promise I won’t go too over the top.” “I…” I begin but in truth, I don’t really know what to say. I don’t think I fully understand what a mating ceremony is, how it’s meant to be. The one I endured with Silas was afterhours, with no one but the Pack’s Beta there because Silas wouldn’t risk anyone else seeing me. “Layla.” Dylan growls.

“This isn’t personal, Elena. It’s about preserving order. You’ve allowed emotion to cloud your judgment. Legacy requires discipline. Detachment” “Legacy?” I stepped forward. “You never wanted a legacy. You wanted control. And you never saw me as anything more than a pawn”, He stood, unbothered. “You were never built for this world. You mistake power for rebellion. What you’ve created with Damien; it’s temporary. Emotional. Weak”, “No,” I said, voice steady. “What I’ve created is mine. And that terrifies you”, His smile was like frost. “You were a strategic piece on my board. Now that you’ve crossed into enemy territory, I’ll do what I always do with compromised assets”,

Elian pressed closer, spectral hands reaching uselessly, horror rooting him as the chamber dissolved into chaos—clashing steel, demonic roars, the infant's wail cutting through like a knife. It dawned on Damitri then, in that frozen instant, the witch's warnings he'd ignored: the entity he'd summoned wasn't ally or benefactor, but the Devil of the Abyss, binder of souls, weaver of curses that tainted bloodlines forever. The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains.

Cameras flashed. Miguel muttered under his breath, “He’s not speaking to them. He’s speaking to you.” Amelia’s lips curved faintly, her eyes never leaving Damien. “Then let him waste his breath.” Damien’s voice dropped, velvet covering steel. “Legacy cannot be built on betrayal. It cannot survive if poison festers inside its walls.” His gaze landed directly on her, cold and cutting. “That is why Blackwood will purge what is rotten… and rise untouched.”

I asked, my grip tightening at the phone. Alex hesitated. “I don’t understand the entire details, however I realize it includes something international. Dominion wasn’t pretty much energy —it turned into approximately manage. Legacy turned into designed to convey that management into each factor of life. Finance, technology, communications—they desired to centralize the entirety below one system.” Ethan gestured for me to place the decision on speaker, and Alex’s voice crammed the room. “If you’re decrypting it, you want to be equipped for what occurs whilst you open it,” Alex endured. “Legacy is possibly tied to a failsafe— something so one can spark off robotically if it’s tampered with.”

Kendrick looked at him warily, but Damon just smiled. "I believe we were discussing the terms of our deal," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. Kendrick nodded, his expression cautious. "Yes, that's right." Damon leaned forward, his eyes locked on Kendrick's face. "I want a piece of your company," he said, his voice firm. "And I want it now." Kendrick hesitated, clearly taken aback by Damon's demands. But Damon just smiled, his eyes glinting with ruthlessness.