Legacy Riders Novels & Stories

Remember running away from the wedding is not the end of it, you still have so much to do if you really want to reclaim your Father's legacy, your legacy" " Hmmph" I breathed heavily into the phone, it was as if someone slapped me back to reality. I needed that "Stay with Mr McQueen and try to get him to marry you. He is the only chance you have, be brave. I mean it's even better now that he already knows everything and still helped, It means that even if he doesn't marry you he can still help out in some way, don't let yourself loose this opportunity" " You are right" " Good luck don't worry about me I will be here when you return" " Ok I will call you when I can"

At our engagement party, Michael walked on stage hand-in-hand with a pregnant woman. In front of all the high-society guests in the room, he called off our wedding. “Chloe is carrying my heir,” Michael declared. “I won’t let her suffer. You, you can stay as my side chick.” The crowd erupted into laughter. Michael’s friends cheered, passing cash around. “Told you!” one snickered. “That desperate loser won’t ever leave him. I won the bet!” “Everyone knows she’s a broke nobody. Without Michael, she’s nothing.” Michael handed me a black card with a smug smirk. “Be good, and I’ll still take care of you.” I looked at his arrogant face and almost laughed out loud. Yes, I gave up everyth

And apparently, something wanted. The Lycanites. Valerie had read about them in dusty old books. A different kind of predator. Wolves with ancient bloodlines—creatures that didn’t follow the rules. Creatures that couldn’t be killed by silver or tracked by scent. They were stronger, smarter, and more brutal. And they were coming. She looked back at the journal and noticed a folded paper tucked between the pages. A map. It showed the mansionand a hidden area beneath it. A sealed chamber.

"That's really interesting then. The 'heir' that Martin longed for so much that he was willing to kill his fiancee turns out to be… mixed-race?" "I didn't do it!" Lilian had a complete emotional breakdown at that. She grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at me. "So what if the child is different than usual? That's still top-tier genetics! It's a hundred times better than a woman like you who can't have children!" Her words silenced the entire room. Martin's parents stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning. Top-tier genetics? That phrase felt so familiar. Suddenly, I recalled something. That once-in-a-century, top-tier genetics from the Almoran tribal chief that was worth 200 mil

She is a complete package. Rana Pratap kept himself away from most of the matters since Arthur came to take Myra with him. He officially transferred the crown to Arjun to take care of Legacy later on. That Legacy which he had protected and for which he abandoned Myra and Minerva once. He betrayed his own blood Myra. And now she became the protector of Legacy itself. Rana Pratap didn't dare to look at Takht. He remembered his meeting with Myra. Nobody knows that he had met her secretly after her arrival in India hearing about Ranvijay's situation.

The elder of legacy spoke. The Elder of Legacy is the second lady in the lair of leaders after the Viking wolf. She is the Luna of the supreme leader who eliminated 3 million enemies in the Great War of Sirens. She was also sympathetic compared to the rest of them, and that was why the board never made any aggressive decisions for fun. “I chose to be without a mate.” The Executioner murmured. “What did you say?” She giggled. “We have a case on our hands; no time for humor.” The supreme leader spoke.

The structure surrounding it was a blend of modern glass and warm wooden panels, the reflections of light making the entire place feel almost enchanted—like a sanctuary hidden from the world. Two cars were parked outside beside his. One was sleek and modern, polished and untouched. The other told a very different story. An old-fashioned eighties classic vintage car sat slightly aside, half-covered, its hood open and engine exposed like a wounded beast awaiting revival. The metal frame was powerful even in its broken state a 1987 Buick GNX, infamous, rare, and once known as a silent killer on the streets. Even standing still, it carried danger in its bones.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. But I'm sure you know that Uncle Tomy won't be happy to hear news like this." "I don't need any approval from Tomy, and I just need you to continue our family's big business." ***

Along with that was a check with a terrifyingly large figure, assets like yachts, antiques, calligraphy, paintings, real estate, and business dividends—altogether adding up to an astronomical sum. And it was presented mercilessly on the page. “One billion dollars!” I was stunned by the figure and quickly tried to reject it. "Trevor, I can't accept this!" I said firmly. Trevor shook his head. "This is your mom’s inheritance. My father kept it for her for many years. It should rightfully go to you," he insisted. I was left speechless. To be honest, if anyone else were in my shoes, they’d be excited by such a fortune.

He lifted his head and lets out deep breath and said," Son,I want you to become my next in line, take over my legacy " Taking over dad's legacy, involves so much than physical beings Dad might be Dracula but he's kinda fetish... "Dad,i already have my pack, remember.... I am not just a vampire but a werewolf?"... I declared openly and hoped he'd understand... He took back his eyes and walked to the photograph of mom I left hung on the wall "Wow, I cannot believe that our son would be this selfish,". He pressed his hands on mom's photograph and was talking to her picture..