Jed Legacies Novels & Stories

His son is following his footsteps by establishing his name and power all over as the future king alpha. “So, are you ready for the new school? Everyone there is from well-known packs, top students and the legacies study there too. You will fit in so perfectly with your top grades, your impeccable skills and if anything goes wrong, let me know and I will smooth it over. I want you to have a good time and live a happy life,” Mr. Parker tells me. The legacies are the five original families of werewolf race who are considered the royalty. Each family has branched of and has its own packs, all over the world, like a family tree. To say they make me uncomfortable is an understatement.

If I had anything I was struggling to say, I would blurt it all out two beers in. Jade releases a heavy sigh. “You were right.” “About what?” Jude asks. “He’s such a dick. How can he just leave me without a warning?” She is talking about her fiance. “That’s what I’ve been telling you all along, he is a dick. Dump him already,” Jude says. She drops her arm to the table and shakes her head. “I can’t,” she mumbles. “Why the hell not?” Jude asks, his voice tinged with irritation. “What happened to you? You never used to take shit from anyone!”

He moves his head, staring directly at the wall in front of him, and I sit on the bed and hug him from behind, wrapping my arms around his waist as I rest my head against his tattoed back. “Okay, keep me updated,” Jagger says right before he ends the call and places his phone back into his pants pockets. He starts putting his pants on, and I scrunch my nose as I watch the fabric cover his muscled legs. It should be illegal to have legs like that and have them covered. There should be some sort of law forbidding that kind of behavior. “Is everything okay?” I ask, and Jagger shakes his head but doesn’t say a word. I stand pulling my bed sheet, covering my body, but as soon as I do it, he pulls

Jada inquired, “While I was your age, I never knew I was betrothed to his father. I fell in love with another man and when I told my father about it he ceased to show me the care and attention I needed, when I visited his father he raped me and in anger I killed him. I told him his father traveled and never came back. My late mother helped me cover the body and they never found his dead body. Levi reminds me of his father, he’s a mistake that haunts me. Are you betrothed to anyone?” “I’m not betrothed to anyone and even if I was my father would have told me about it. He knows I’m in love with your son so there’s no possible way I’m betrothed to anyone”

Leah’s chest tightened, but in the best way. Leah (softly): “Jason…” He took her hand, his eyes locked on hers. Jason: “The legacy I want… it’s not a dynasty. It’s us. You and me. What we’ve survived. What we’ll build. A life where our children, one day, don’t inherit secrets or shame, but something real. Something pure.” Leah’s eyes brimmed again, but these weren’t the old tears. Leah: “I never thought I’d hear you say that. Not from the man I first met.”

"You're right, of course. It's a long and complicated story, but I suppose it's time it was told." For one full hour, Richard told her about the beginnings of Project Legacy—the groundbreakers in genetic research into breakthroughs, dreams for a new generation of men and women born with special abilities. He told her of his meeting Elena, falling in love, the painful decision of turning Jack over to the Fernandezes to save him from other factions who might take advantage of his unique genetic makeup. His words did not return her anger, but instead, gave way to a mix of emotions: still-present hurt, a sense of lingering betrayal, and most insidiously, understanding impossible choices that had

Before we jump back into the Incubi world, I wanted to wish all the amazing dads, stepdads, bonus dads, grandfathers, and father figures a very Happy Father’s Day 💙 A Papa’s Legacy is a special bonus story following the D’Amore and Fayte families through one emotional Father’s Day weekend. While Katrina and André return home to celebrate the papa who raised them, Alec experiences the holiday with newborn daughters Gwen and Christina for the first time. For Crista, Persephone, and Delilah, it is also a weekend of grieving the papa they lost while discovering that love and healing can exist beside that loss.

Fresh tears sprang up into my eyes. “You look like him.” I clamped my hand over my mouth so I didn’t sob out loud and attract any more attention to myself. “You look just like Emmett.” Legacy just continued to stare at me. His eyes were soft. “That happens with twins, El.” He tapped the tip of my nose. “I miss him every single fucking day, you know.” Yeah, I did know. Because I felt the same. But I couldn’t imagine the pain Legacy went through daily. I didn’t have to look in the mirror and see a dead boy looking back at me.

“You restored integrity. And when Adrian reapplied last year and was rejected fairly, he accepted it without resentment. Because he believed the process was honest.” Lydia felt something shift inside her. “He didn’t expect favoritism,” Celeste continued. “That matters.” The air softened. “So you’re not here for funding,” Lydia said slowly. “No.” “Or restitution.” “No.” Celeste stood. “I’m here so you understand that legacies aren’t only about mistakes or triumphs. They’re about moments.” She picked up the photograph but left it on the desk. “A decade ago, your father gave my son momentum. You gave him closure.”

Adrian asked, “Do you think that you’re the reincarnation of five legates?” Jerome shook his head. “I’m not. I was just abandoned by my parents. I am myself—a unique and one-of-a-kind individual.” Adrian patted Jerome’s shoulder. “The reality is that you can surpass the five legates and show the world your capabilities.” “I-I can surpass the five legates?” Jerome pointed at himself in disbelief. The five legates were regarded as god-like entities throughout history. Their extraordinary achievements were recognized by all. Jerome was flattered by Adrian’s aspiring words.