Legacies Hope And Landon Novels & Stories

Prologue "A measure of a man, is what he does with Power." To find a mate...to feel a mate... I've only understood certain things in life...like what Dad thinks is right, and what Landon thinks is right. Dad wants the simple route. He wants me to find a mate, who isn't necessarily rich, or powerful, but kind and generous. Landon thinks I shouldn't mate at all. Landon and I have been friends for a considerable amount of time. We meet secretly, because Dad doesn't trust him. I've crushed on the nerdy guy for years now, but tonight, things will change...

Maybe I expected someone tough and god-like, like the myths have told. She's here to deliver terrible news. I can hear the words before they come. I've been hearing them all night and day since Scarlett told me she's pregnant with my child. Someone will have to fix this mistake called our miracle baby. "Does it have to be this way?" "Legacies were a mistake on my part. I intend to rid the world of your kind. There will be no exception." "You'll be killing an innocent child!" "Whose death is necessary to maintain a balance!" She strikes me a death glare. I didn't realise I had raised my tone, but it's not everyday you hear your unborn child shouldn't exist. "Do you know how much of a nuisance

“I thought those were just nightmares.” “They were your memories that were suppressed due to the trauma,” Victor corrected gently. Silence stretched between them. For the first time ever, his past was starting to make sense. It was not just a blank slate. But….. “Why now? I have spent years being unaware of my identity. Why are you telling me this now?” “Because the enemies responsible for the tragedy of the Cross estate have resurfaced.” Victor said gravely. “The Cross elders recently tracked movements of the organization responsible for the attack on Cross estate.”

"You've always wondered why my so-called poor father managed to leave me that old villa, haven't you?" Wallace's pupils shrank. That had always eaten away at him. My real father, Will Hampton, had been a legend in business until his untimely death. Olivia stole everything he left behind and told everyone he'd been a broke scholar, while I was just a penniless kid from the countryside. Only that old villa was still in my name. She thought it was worthless. But later, when the land got marked for redevelopment, she regretted it deeply.

" Nicholas rushed over, his briefcase in hand, pulling her away with an embarrassed look. But she refused to leave, hoping I would give in. Things needed to come to an end. I walked up to them, smiling. "Mrs. Poldark, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. Actually, I’ve already taken care of the issue with my perimenopause symptoms. “It’s your son who has infertility issues. Maybe you should think about how your grandchild came about." With that, I lost interest in the stunned couple and left them to continue bickering with Pearl. As the setting sun bathed Trevor beside the car in its soft glow, I suddenly felt a wave of nervousness and froze in place.

And Hope's legacy would endure. Forever.

"I'm sorry. I can't fight anymore. Can't wait eighteen years. Can't risk losing control and hurting you. So I'm leaving. Going somewhere far away. Where I can't hurt anyone. Don't look for me. Don't try to save me. Just live. Be happy. Remember me as I was. Not what I'll become. I love you all. Forever. Hope." "No!" Luna collapses. "She's gone! My baby is gone!" We search everywhere. The city. The country. The world. But Hope has vanished. Completely. Totally. Gone. And with her, our only hope of surviving the next eighteen years.

“The wedding, the kidnapping, this war—everything—it’s all about land? But I still don’t get it. What does this marriage have anything to do with anything?” Kael swallowed hard. “Not just land. Legacy. Power. Control. And being married and one of the oldest Alpha in this region would have given him more control over that land, that’s what the law says.” I took a step back, the air in the room suddenly feeling too thick. “And me?” He hesitated. “I’m part of that legacy too, aren’t I?” I whispered, my throat tight. “A piece on a board for two Alphas to fight over.”