Legacies Books Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

It's time for action and destruction. The Vampire Brothers will renew for a second series. The second series will be titled: The Salvador Legacy. The story of the first Lycanthropes to walk the earth. More action, more mystery, more thriller, more adventure, and more erotica and steamy scenes. Brace yourselves. —_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_— Author's note. Hey, lovelies. We have come so far in The Vampire Brothers series and I'm happy to announce that the first book; The O'Connor Bloodline, has been completed. The second book will be coming out before the end of next year.

It was an image of Scarlet’s face. Caitlin felt her stomach roll with anguish. How had her daughter’s face come to be on this ancient text in a lost vampire library? Once again, she thought of destiny. It was as though everything had already been decided. No, it was more than that. If felt as though everything that was happening now had already happened before, as if they were living in a constant loop with history swirling round and round, repeating ad infinitum. The life she was living was just one cycle, one in which the outcome had been predicted before, but was not set in stone. She could change the premonitions and prophecies. Whatever was supposed to happen, she still had control over

“I am staying over at Damion’s. Will tell you everything tomorrow!!!” When Tasha got this text from Lilia, she smiled and texted back, “Didn’t I say it won’t go downhill! Have fun!” After that, Tasha started reading the opus again. Over the last three days, she has been reading the book whenever she has time. It does not have too many pages, but the information on each page is extensive. It has taken Tasha time to get used to the writing style. But now, she can read it at a decent pace. She has already read through the details of the process that led to the formation of vampires. There are some details about werewolves too, but the book spells them differently. That’s why she had earlier tho

“You still don’t understand. You will never find your father in this lifetime.” Caitlin stared at him, shocked. “What do you mean?” “Your father lives in another time. Another century. The only way to find him would be to go back—backwards in time.” Caitlin’s eyes opened wide. “Is that possible?” she asked. “For a vampire it his. But it is not something to be done lightly. It comes with a great price. Once you go backwards, there is no coming back to the present. Ever. Everything you know, anyone you know, any memory and experience—everything from this lifetime—will be completely wiped away. When you go back, you start all over again. It is irrevocable. Worse, not all vampires survive the tr

"So Vivian Astor set her sights on a new market. Blood. Factories and workhouses sprung up powered by coal and steam. Bloodshed reigned without regulation and she took the same business model to be her own, quite literally emptying her workers into her product. So rose an acceptable way for vampires to feed. A way that hardly differed from buying a chicken for dinner. "We were raised on this as gospel. Bedtime stories of patricide and domination. Followed by the apparent expectation that we would follow in her footsteps. That our hunger would extend as far as hers. The lessons she taught were mostly in that library, sitting beside the fire. When we were still mortal, of course. Is

, Sebastian asked thoroughly confused by Adam’s words. “When he challenged Eloy Ahearn for the Alpha of Alphas title, you know to be the leader of all Alphas on the continent, he needed support to win the challenge. The only support he could get for his cause was with the humans. Especially, the group humans that despised werewolves. Your grandfather was blinded by his hunger for power and money, and agreed to all demands they made. I don’t know what was in the weapons they used, but they messed us up.”, Adam shared a piece of history with Sebastian that he had only vaguely heard of.

I tried to cry out, but my throat was too raw, my voice lost in the agony. Deeper and deeper we went. Into the darkness. The room she dragged us into was something out of a nightmare. Bones—everywhere. Piles of them, scattered across the floor, some still wrapped in rotting flesh. Candles lined the walls, their flames casting long, stretching shadows that danced like living things. Strange tools lay on wooden tables—blades, hooks, rusted saws. The worst part? The bodies. Seven of them, pinned up against the walls like twisted trophies.

"It's long overdue, but I'm finally acting my age. Let's be carefree and young together, Zeke." "I don't know about you, Mare, but it's too late for me. Can you guess how old I am?" I gasp. "Are legacies supposed to be immortal, like vampires?" Zeke stays silent, and I release another long gasp. He's trying his hardest to keep a straight face, but now I'm genuinely curious. "Legacy werewolves can stay alive forever." "Will that make you..." I trail off while counting wide-eyed with my fingers. "Three—four hundred years old!"

“Of the White Coven. I have lived for over 3,000 years, and I have been with this coven for 800 of them.” “Why am I here?” “Vampire covens and races are always at war. They are very territorial. Unfortunately, you stumbled right into the middle of it.” “What do you mean?” she asked. “How?” He looked at her, confused. “Don’t you remember?” She stared back, blankly. “Your kill. It ignited all of this.” “Kill?” He slowly shook his head. “So, you don’t remember. Typical. First kills are always that way.” He looked her in the eye. “You killed someone last night. A human. You fed on him. In Carnegie Hall.”

HAPPY READING, and as always I am open to answering any questions as long as it doesnt give anything away. This time I have a small question for all of you. How would you all feel if I started a group on F* just for Legacy fans? like a little book club yall could get either discuss with one another or maybe even do group Q&A's. It might also help some of you who want the Legacy update notification faster.