Hephaestus Legacies Novels & Stories

But later, when the land got marked for redevelopment, she regretted it deeply. Pretending to be secretive, I leaned close to Wallace's ear and whispered, "The truth is, my dad wasn't just anyone. He was the CEO of Hampton Corporation. And the safe buried under his grave? It's filled with bearer bonds he hid for emergencies. They're worth a fortune!"

“We owe you so much more than we can ever repay. The best we can do is give you your proper place, at our table, as one of us.” “You want me to become a Legacy?!” I gasp. I couldn’t be more surprised than if they had told me the Easter Bunny is real and his name is Ted. “You already are a Legacy,” Zephyra comments lazily. “You can’t be MADE a Legacy, you are BORN one. You are an Adare. There has always been an Adare in the seven.” “So you are giving me the seat that should be mine?” Lazarus suddenly sits up very straight and looks over at the rest of them.

I stared at him without a hint of emotion and went back to reading. “Come on we are on the same field how long are you going to ignore me? Sometimes I wonder if I looked like Hephaestus to you huh.” Flashing his white teeth makes girls swoon, except for me. “You are not even at par compared to Hephaestus Adam”. I said flatly looking away. “Because obviously, I’m hot and appealing,” he answered out loud, so full I hope he’ll not float. "No. Hephaestus was a kind and peace-loving god, and these days people don't give a shit about those because all they care about is that freaking face and skin that soon will crack and turn to leathers.” Mimicking the last part as a lyric song by Melanie Martin

"Legacy bolsters eternal potions links coordinate wise echoes tempt resist use?" Alexander circled holo alpha-command posture predatory storm pressure subtle assessing silver eyes flashing. "Harmonies amplified probe tonight voluntary bind unity forced devours. Thorne chaos surface betas flank distractions howl. Voss rituals veil amplify voluntary mingle. Lira guide branches visions warn tempts clear. Maerin maps attune blood drop seals restitution. Jenkins Sofia binds slice nets tight secure. Mara potions relay Damian bolster resist legacy. Violet signal retreat forge new without devour."

The claws retreated when Rhys gave me back control. Happy birthday, By the time you read this, we will no longer walk this earth. We regret we couldn’t be with you, but we had to keep you safe. There are still followers of Hephaestus. We need you to remember the stories we told you about the Gods. For the first time in a thousand years, Aphrodite and Ares walk this earth together. We know you don’t remember your past lives and we can't say too much. But please know, you won’t recognize your mate, but they will recognize you.

In the fifth carriage is Duke Tanwen Ironhaven, Duchess Admani Ferrum Ironhaven, Lady Celosia Ironhaven, and Lady Ember Ironhaven, all descendants of Hephaestus from Ironhaven City, patron city of Hephaestus they oversees the Ironridge Province, which specializes in blacksmithing In the sixth carriage are Duke Fesorr Deathfall, Duchess Rumera Mors Deathfall, and Lord Rhanos Deathfall, all descendants of Hades from Deathfall City patron city of Hades. They oversee the Morte Province, and all funerals are held in Hades' temples located in Morte Province

“With this promise, and the exchange of your rings, I ask you, Elentari Tirisil. Do you accept the god, Hephaestus as your one and only true mate and husband? To love and keep until the end of time, and possibly beyond?” “Yes, I do.” I looked into his eyes, the day was so much more than I ever could have imagined. “With this promise, and the exchange of your rings, I ask you, Hephaestus, god of the forge, do you accept Elentari Tirisil as your one and only true mate and wife? To love and keep until the end of time, and possibly beyond?” ‘I can think of no one I’d rather be bound to, yes, I do.” His words filled my ears and I cried happily.

A legacy. If the child wasn't his… Lucian’s shadow slipped into the hallway of Jax’s thoughts. Lucian would want the child. Lucian would try to reclaim Pandora. Lucian would believe he still had pieces left on the board. But Jax was not a piece. He was the next era. And Lucian was a relic long past usefulness. But even that didn’t calm him. Abel also walked somewhere in the world. Abel, with his monstrous healing, with the resilience Jax’s experiments had carved into his bones. Abel, who had escaped alive when he should have died ten times over.

he paused, his gaze intent, "is legacy." Jay waited. "This," Rafe gestured vaguely, encompassing the penthouse, the city, the empire, "is not built for one lifetime. It is an organism. It must grow, adapt, survive beyond us. Lorenzo..." He didn't finish the sentence. Lorenzo was entropy, a glittering, chaotic force that consumed but could not build. "What we have built between us, this understanding, this… partnership. It is the foundation of that legacy. But a foundation is not a house."

Put the flare gun down now! I ignored him and instead used my free hand to lightly tap the metal canister beside me. The canister emitted a crisp echo, sounding particularly piercing in the dead silence of the freezer. "That's Ms. Jameson's lifeline! In order to have an heir, she spent a whopping 200 million dollars to acquire it from an Almoran tribal chief! It's said to be top-tier genetics that occur once in a century! "As the quality control supervisor, I personally handled the warehousing procedures. You tell me—do I or do I not know how important it is?" I retorted.