Legacy Of Blood Book Novels & Stories

I had always loved books—they offered a kind of escape, a world where I could lose myself, even if just for a little while. As I scanned the shelves, a particular title caught my eye: The Nightshade Legacies. My heart skipped a beat as I pulled the heavy book from its place, the title embossed in gold letters on the cover. The Nightshade family… the royal bloodline. The very name Malachai had called me by. Valeria Nightshade.

The cover was worn, the pages yellowed with age, but the script inside was surprisingly legible. She flipped through it, her breath catching as she read the first few lines: "To those who follow, beware. The Blood King walks a path of shadows, tethered to the Crimson Fated by fate and fire. Their union will either save us or doom us all." Aria’s heart raced as she scanned further. The entries spoke of Lucian Draevan, the Blood King—a name she recognized from old hunter lore. He was a vampire lord from centuries past, known for his ruthlessness and enigmatic disappearance after a great war.

My fist clenched. "You are right. My life will never be the same after this. I will never be happy again. Killing you won't make me happy as well. You know what would it give me?" I gave him my sweetest venomous smile as I said the last word he would hear from me. "Satisfaction." In this world were cruelty is rampant and justice has many faces, only evil can defeat evil. "The heck is this thing?!" I almost jumped when I heard Lucia beside me. She has finally woken.

I dragged the key from Fred’s hand and walked back to Nat so I could uncuffed her and take her home but as I turned my back on them that was when I heard the dreaded words come out from Zara’s lips, I tried to ignore her words and treat them as irrelevant and inconsequential but I couldn’t because this time she said it slowly so I would get and process every word coming from her mouth and that was when the words really sinked down into my mind. “She is the daughter and only child of Alpha Josh, the Alpha of Silvercrest Pack. He is the man that murdered our parents and Pack members, he is the one that caused this unending war that Whitefang has going on now. Him and Alpha Seiko are the ones r

It has an ornate metal clasp on the front which locks the pages giving the illusion of it being a box. I run my fingers over the clasp and it clicks open. I feel my wolf push to the front of my mind but I'm so engrossed in the book I hardly even notice. I open the cover carefully and look at it. On the inscription page is some writing and a hand drawn picture of a wolf in black ink. I read the inscription out loud. 'Journal of Lycius 1800AD' "Where does it say that?" Hunter says looking over my shoulder.

"The Bloodbound will rise again." The dagger's light flared once, as if answering him. And far above the ruins, in the night sky, a murder of crows took flight - screaming into the dark.

The stench of blood thickens in the air. “No,” I smile coldly. “This ends when your entire bloodline is ashes.” Nico tries to crawl, whimpering, leaving a red trail. I grind my boot down on his ruined leg until his screams break into a hoarse sob. “This isn’t revenge. This is legacy warfare.” I pull a folder from my coat and toss it on the table between us. Inside are financial records, offshore accounts, detailed photos of every mistress, bastard child, and blackmail they’ve tried to cover up. Their eyes dart, wide with panic, even as their bodies tremble in agony.