Novel & Cerita Jade Legacies

Jade’s pov I don’t know if I just made the biggest mistake ever, but honestly spending the night with Elias had been one of the best moment of my life. I didn’t have to think about my parents, the coven or my mission. I was just there, in the moment feeling all sorts of pleasure I can’t even describe. I just wanted to pretend for one night and give in, I had to spend my childhood working and doing what my grandmother wanted and I deserved one night off, right? When we took a shower together I was so distracted that I forgot about my tattoo’s. They weren’t actually tattoo’s, but markings made by spells. They were runes, to help me keep focused. One was a binding curse, that was binding me to

Remember running away from the wedding is not the end of it, you still have so much to do if you really want to reclaim your Father's legacy, your legacy" " Hmmph" I breathed heavily into the phone, it was as if someone slapped me back to reality. I needed that "Stay with Mr McQueen and try to get him to marry you. He is the only chance you have, be brave. I mean it's even better now that he already knows everything and still helped, It means that even if he doesn't marry you he can still help out in some way, don't let yourself loose this opportunity" " You are right" " Good luck don't worry about me I will be here when you return" " Ok I will call you when I can"

For some reason, she does not let those things about her tribe’s past be visible to everyone. One shot of it would be his instant death because those bullets were made out of silver, it could kill any being in an instant. “What do you want us to do for now, my Lord?” He asked right after I sat on my throne and drank a glass of wine. “We will wait for something miraculous to be done, Jade will be our main pawn for this war,” I smirked playfully, “For now, just keep an eye on Jade, she might do some rash movements every time she sees Letisha's husband.”

“So. Jade is complicated. She was orphaned and taken in by a pack somewhere up north. She was being sent out as a lap dog to steal secrets from other packs. She is good with tech. She can get into most systems and the ones that so called took her in were controlling and abusive. She learned hacking as a past time but used it to keep her from having to go on to most pack lands and businesses when they sent her out. They held on to her light to track her, also causing her to retain a smaller body shape and size. She was basically malnutritioned as far as an elf goes. Once her light was returned to her she grew to what you see now. She has also grown more powerful than even she knows. Lastly, I

"When Jade's team fails, maybe we'll pick up the pieces." The werewolf said nothing. But his gaze lingered on Lysar like a silent plea. One Lysar ignored with the same ease she'd ignore a falling leaf. She had bigger games to play. Games that involved shattering Jade Ishola into dust. And maybe—if the gods were kind—watching her drown in the forest long before Kreel. :~*~: - Meanwhile — Jade's POV - Sweat clung to my skin under the mask. My back ached. My legs burned. But I didn’t slow. I couldn’t.

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

she replied, “but I don’t regret it anymore because I am starting to see that this is my reality, because I am here and still alive. And I don’t regret meeting you, never for once.” As they both stood at the top of the stone ruin, Sage watched them from behind the small hill. He saw her when she was going into the forest and he had followed quietly, wondering why she was alone and what she was going to do, not knowing she was actually going to see Jade. He was still curious to know how Jade went back to live in the human world and Aiden also. What he knows was that during the last war, he saw Jade die, risking his own life to save his and Aiden did not survive either. The memory was painful.

The witch was engaging one of the goddesses, when she noticed, they all had left her and face the standing Shadow fighters, they killed one and magically transformed him to powder, and each of them took little from the powder and blow air from their mouths on it, ground began to shake, and dusts covered the earth, the witch asked " what type of magic is this? And then all had been buried under the great dust and sands, there was a great silence for a long time, the dust went to every corner of the earth, and there was no place it did not reach. And it was like everything had been buried, suddenly rain began to fell, and washed it all away, and the deaths began to resurrect, the queen knew ab

"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?"

The shrine, usually a refuge, now felt like a pressure chamber, amplifying every heartbeat, every tremble. Lila knelt before the altar, her black curls falling in disheveled waves around her face, damp from the earlier mist of the woods that still clung to her like a second skin. At eighteen, her delicate yet resilient frame was hunched in concentration, her healer's robe of soft gray wool pooling around her on the rug, its hems frayed from the day's trials. Her sapphire-blue eyes, usually bright with empathy, were half-closed in trance, but fear etched lines around them—fear that twisted her stomach into knots, grief for her missing brother Toren gnawing at her heart like a relentless wolf,