Legacies Josie Novels & Stories

I let out and Dash nods walking out of the room. “What do we know about Leia?” Emma asks before I stand a chance to ask Jagger. “I like her,” Jagger says, nodding his head towards Emma, and I roll my eyes. This is not the fucking time to be creating friendship bonds. “Yeah, okay, answer the fucking question before I lose my shit?” I let out and Jagger nods before he spills the beans. “She is connected to the Russians. She is Ivanov’s daughter,” Jagger says and I scratch my forehead as I can feel a headache threatening to appear.

Questions swirled in her mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and wonder. "What does all this mean? How did I come to be a part of this ancient lineage?" Emma whispered to herself, her voice filled with awe and confusion. Emma Reynolds was, the daughter of Eliza Reynolds and Edgar Reynolds, major guardians of the Moonrise Legacy, unknowingly Emma had inherited her mother's legacy. Tragically, Eliza had lost her life in battle a few weeks after giving birth to Emma. Taking the oath, that he would go wherever his wife went, Edgar took a knife, and stabbed himself to death too.

“Everything doesn’t seem right,” Jasper muttered to himself. He was sitting on the floor of a small room in what had once been his home—a single room with no windows or furniture but for a bed and table that he'd found in the basement. The place smelled like mold and mildew, though it hadn't always. It smelled like life, until everything went wrong. He was cold and angry; the only happiness he could think of was that of Lyra’s.

I plan to buy some pillows while I'm out. Mrs. Johnson felt relieved when she heard this. "Gabby, please be careful out there. You haven't been outside Livinglake Farm, so you might not realize how harsh the world can be. We often see on TV how girls from small towns go to fancy places and end up in terrible situations. Oh dear, what will I say to my Sarah?" Mrs. Johnson's sad words echoed over the phone.

“You’ll give me every piece of information happening inside that house. Every single detail.” She paused. “Is that understood?” “Yes, ma’am.” “And don’t worry,” my mother continued with a faint smile. “We’ll pay for your mother’s treatment.” She chuckled softly afterward. Cold. Cruel. Terrifying. “And this time,” I added, stepping closer, “don’t make another mistake.” Josie lowered her head fearfully. “Yes, ma’am.” My mother and I exchanged glances. Soon enough… Jason would finally be mine. JACE’S POV

her voice broke on the next word and she pressed her lips together hard and shook her head. I knew what Cole had called Josie and I had heard it secondhand and it had sat in me like something corrosive ever since. He called her illegitimate like it was a crime to exist as a child between two people. "He doesn't want her," I spoke quietly and I was sure about it without a benefit of a doubt, this was something I actually knew to be true about my stepbrother. Cole had never wanted Josie but he wanted leverage and Josie was the most effective piece of it available to him.

So all of you gurus in the industries are just on my palms here,’ he said walking towards the door. When her visitors left, Subi reached for the fax mail from her Human Resource Manager. The speedy implementation marveled the young businesswoman, her manager has always been thorough in his dealings. He had more to prove his loyalty and hard work to his boss. The report was not detailed but with clear-cut facts - facts that Subi was not ready to accept. The manager for Subi Mining was in fact the widow for the doctor she killed years ago. Instantly, her old self took over and knew exactly her line of action. It was not easy for her to completely get rid of the glamour girl she once was. The g

Trevor broke the silence abruptly. “The cemetery is pretty high up the mountain and the temperature will drop by at least ten degrees. There’s a women’s down jacket in the back seat. Put it on.” I glanced at the label. It was a best-selling winter item, and its official price tag far exceeded what I had in my savings. “Thanks. I’ll clean it before returning it,” I muttered. “No need. It’s yours,” Trevor replied indifferently. As I placed the flowers on my mother’s grave, I caught sight of a familiar figure in the distance—someone who bore a striking resemblance to Pearl.

“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.”

Larissa sneered, "Forever? With what you've done to Finn, he wouldn't even survive past a year! "You're black magic is truly lethal. Finn had no bad blood with you, yet you tried to harm him for personal gain!" Larissa forcefully stomped on the wiggling bug on the ground. With a splat, the disgusting bug was instantly flattened with blood gushing out. The same moment the bug died, Josie coughed out blood. The crystal around her neck shattered. Everything happened so suddenly that Josie slumped to the ground and trembled violently. Her entire demeanor was dejected.