Legacy Fanfic Novels & Stories

Liam's confession unraveled a complex tapestry of emotions, intertwining past engagements with the undeniable pull of fate that drew him toward me. "Why did she go with Daniel if you were engaged?" I asked, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. "Because I felt you," Liam replied with a sincerity that echoed through the room. "Did you feel me?" "Vallen's father was my father's scribe. When my father passed away and I assumed the throne, I chose Vallen as my scribe." As he spoke, the weight of the choices he made for the kingdom and the intricacies of his relationship with Vallen became clearer.

Lila and Levi were barely able to keep their hands away from each other and were continuously being all flirty with each other during the day over text and, at night, tangled in the sheets once again. "I think we should call off the contract," Levi suggested one evening as they cuddled in bed. "Oh, you think we should?" Lial turned in his hand so she could see his face. She pressed her lips against the side of his mouth, and she smiled into the kiss. "I think so," he said with a nod. "It might be hard, but I think we should both write our own stories and not the ones that our parents wrote for us." "So role play?" she asks, and he thinks about it for a while before nodding.

STORY TITLE: NO STRINGS ATTACHED Haunted by the past, can a legend & a single mom find love? Hope you enjoy the story. ************* Alex POV I stood at the doorway watching her. I don't like kids. I don't dislike them either, they simply don't exist in my day-to-day life so I don't really think about them much. But, something about the little girl was compelling. She was talking to a woman who was clearly her mother. They could have been twins, separated by 20 years and a few hundred dollars' worth of tattoos. The woman was shaking her head and the little girl was looking up at the acoustic guitar.

A pervasive apathy envelops me; the walls, the furniture—everything feels cold, but my heart, is colder still. "You shouldn't have done it," I hear Oliver, my wolf say, I know exactly what he means. He suffered just as much, if not more. "It doesn't matter now," I hissed at him. It's been six long years since I rejected my potential mate. It was for the good of the pack. I couldn't let a legacy die because of my mistake. There were nights I wanted to change my mind and nights I wanted to find her but I had made a decision that I’m sure was for the best.

They protected her physically but also emotionally, something that she desperately needed, especially when she felt lost. The decision about R E A M was made after a lot of contemplation. The future Legacies of Fate series – which includes Blakely, Asher, and Scarlett’s stories – and the future Legacies of Destiny series – which includes Zion, Lola, and Matteo’s stories will be told on that platform. The great news about the platform is that you will also have access to bonus content that can only be found there. I truly hope to see you there! Blakely’s story is currently live. All you have to do is use a search engine to find the site, and it will tell you how to d******d the app. From ther

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.

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"I’d like to show her what a real Nightwood claw feels like." "It’s not just her. Lucian messaged me to 'reminisce' about how we used to talk about our future heirs playing in that sun-room. He’s trying to use my own memories as a leash to drag me back into his service. It’s emotional blackmail, pure and simple. It’s been a month, and they still won't let me be dead to them." "You know we never liked that golden-boy Alpha, right?" "I know. You and Freya spent eight years pretending to respect him just because I was wearing his mark."

"Have I not done everything for you and your mother? Have I not been more than fair? "I took care of you for three years—so much that I worked myself into perimenopause—only to have your mother scream at me, calling me a barren hen!" I felt my chest tighten, but I didn’t stop. "And how did you repay me? Think about that!" Nicholas’s face turned ashen, drained of all color. I refused to linger any longer so I grabbed Trevor’s arm and pulled him into the apartment. The moment I locked the door behind us, tears rolled down my face, uncontrollably, in heavy, silent streams.

A vision where the Vega name is reduced to ash under Legacy Vega’s rule. It's not my place to speak about it, so I have never mentioned it to her. But I have a feeling my mother must have said something before she Ascended because my sister no longer has a carefree attitude. “Where is the Lycan Prince anyway?” I ask as I pour myself one last glass of bourbon. Bonding with my eldest nephew has never been one of my favorite things, although I wouldn’t say it goes the same for his little brother, Legion, who is a pleasure to be around.