Legacy Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Maybe I just like to get lost in a good story. Ever thought about that?” “I doubt your idea of a ‘good story’ involves anything that requires thinking,” she shot back, crossing her arms defiantly. He chuckled, leaning casually against the bookshelf. “You think you know me, don’t you? You’ve got me all figured out.” “I know exactly what you are—a distraction wrapped in leather and sarcasm,” she quipped, frustrated by his unshakable confidence. Damien raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained. “At least you’re not afraid to speak your mind. But if you want to survive Green Valley Academy, you might want to ease up on the sanctimonious vibe. These people can sniff out a preachy attitude a mile aw

"If you beg him, he might do it. If you tell him exactly what you want him to do and how you want him to do it, then he might agree to fuck you." "I c-can't." Janine stammered, her voice low. "Can't what, Jan? Can't beg? Is that your problem?" Janine nodded. "Too stuck up to beg, eh? I begged, Jan. I wanted his cock so much I begged for it." Lucy reached out her hand and slipped two fingers into Janine's pussy. Janine let a soft mewl, but said nothing. Lucy curled her fingers and began to rub where she knew it would do the most good. "Beg for it, Jan. You know you want it." And she pulled the fingers back out.

he murmured. Then his gaze dropped to my glowing hands. He stilled. “No,” he corrected softly. “Not an iteration. A legacy.” Oh, great. Religious awe. That always ended well. “You carry the spark of the woman who almost broke the Council.” “And you carry the personality of a damp basement,” I shot back. “Do you all shop at the same Void-Mart, or is this an aesthetic choice?” Lucien moved in front of me, sword clearing its sheath with a sound like winter ripping through trees.

**Chapter 139: Legacy** The golden afternoon light stretched long across the Kane estate, painting the manicured lawns in warm honey and amber. I sat on the wide terrace overlooking the lawn, a glass of chilled lemonade in my hand, watching the beautiful chaos unfold below. Laughter rose like music—high-pitched squeals from little voices, deeper chuckles from the older ones, and Lucian’s rich baritone cutting through it all like an anchor. This was legacy. Not the towering skyscrapers in downtown Miami or the billions in offshore accounts. Not the ruthless empire Lucian had once ruled with an iron fist. This—bare feet on grass, sticky hands from melting popsicles, and love so fierce it had s

A house that should’ve been my heritage if my uncle hadn't stolen everything from me. I was too busy and tired every day, that I have no time to dream about romance or even finding my mate like other girls, For the girls in this age, most of them like to imagine how strong and wonderful their mate would be. As for me, just housework and not to be punished. I didn’t expect the mate as my mother said anymore. I got out of bed, arranging the sheets on my worn-out floor bed, "you are a witch Fiona, nothing more." I whispered.

I built an empire on code. But this... this laughter in the twilight, this peace earned, not taken? This is my legacy. And it is only just beginning. THE END

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

Iriana sighs and adds, “He had a fetish for impaling his enemies. Only the bad guys though. He was kind to the people in our realm but others thought he was a little cuckoo.” She turns to Leo who is unconscious. Aria hesitantly sits next to her. She never heard Iriana talk about her mate before. “You had a mate?” Aria asks. “His name was Tepes,” Iriana simply states. “Had a kingdom East of Meosea. He was a born vampire while I was turned into one. Even though I was young when I was bitten, I was at least a hundred years older than him. Still, mate bond is the mate bond. We fell in love and became mates. He was kind to us but brutal to his enemies. Killed ‘em and impaled ‘em outside of our ca

I replied as Orel jerked in surprise. “They have twice as much as we do Themis, surely you cannot be right.” “Oh I am right, we have something that they don’t.” I winked at him. “And what is that?” Orel asked me with skeptism written all over his tone. “The most powerful legion of the last magic kingdom that survived the fall of that era and their queen.” I replied as Orel looked at me with a thoughtful look on his face before nodding. “Okay, let’s end this war.” Orel made to stand but I covered his hand with mine.

"As long as Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat is alive, no one else can marry my daughter. You tell me, what should I worry about?" "Your Legacy? If you think marrying off your daughter to Sekhawat will save your Legacy then you are wrong. Remember, the day Takht will be mine, I won't think twice before destroying every living being of Legacy. You still have the time. Called off the marriage." "I won't. If you are so brave, fight for it. We are Rajput. We are bound by our promises." "Promises and you? Who was once ready to betray his own gang, is now talking about promises." The person over the phone laughed before dropping the call.