Legacy Series: Books Novels & Stories

"Bearer bonds?" Wallace's breathing quickened in an instant. "The thing is…" I paused and sighed, as if disappointed. "Those bonds have a three-year lock-in period. You can't cash them until they mature. And you know how my dad was—he was super particular about tradition. Before he died, he said his grave couldn't be touched unless a direct family member stayed there for three years to honor him. Otherwise, it would bring bad luck." Wallace's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Then she added: "Not in books." Another pause. "Not in records." Then: "Inside living minds." The revelation hit everyone at once. Especially Elyra. Because suddenly....... memory erasure. Memory restoration. The Chamber of Echoes. The Trial of Memory. Everything connected. Then Lucien spoke quietly. "The founders called it the Star Legacy." The name echoed through the chamber. Ancient. Mysterious. Dangerous. Then Seraphina nodded. "The Star Legacy wasn't supposed to survive." "It wasn't supposed to wake up."

With a soft click, the chest opened. Inside was a collection of journals, old papers, and photographs—fragments of her father’s life, his legacy, and perhaps, his hidden truths. Elena’s fingers trembled as she reached for the first journal, flipping through the pages. There, written in her father’s familiar handwriting, were notes, dates, and names she didn’t recognize. But it was the last page that made her pause. Her breath caught in her throat as she read the final line. “If you’re reading this, Elena, it means you’ve found the truth. But the truth isn’t what you think it is. There are more layers to this legacy, more shadows than you can imagine. I couldn’t tell you everything, but I tru

, he began, “we need to talk about many things. Let’s start with the easy, I need more drinks to discuss the hard.” Lucas snickered. “Is anything easy?” “Well no, but let’s compare stories of the past first. I think our grandparents told us different things.”, Sebastian said. He looked at Adam. “Can you share, you might know most?”, he asked him. Adam nodded, and he took a big gulp of his bottle of beer.

Aeron states. My eyes widen as I look at him. I glance down at the book. This is my family’s legacy. Do I want to read this? Do I want to even know? Surely my mother should have been them one to tell me about this, it feels like a betrayal to be learning it all from someone other than her. “It’s there for when you’re ready.” Cain states. I sigh. I know they mean well, but it feels too much. This all feels too much. But then, maybe I’m being ungrateful.

But as he spoke, my mind went back to the witches and the pack that had come together to steal their spell books. I couldn’t get it out of my head, the theory that Deirdre’s pack had done it. I turned to Darius with a faint smile on my face. “I think it’s time we started to prepare for a small battle which will turn into a war. I think I know how this is going to go, and it’s time to control our destiny way better than we’ve been doing it before.”

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.

And that was a legacy worth fighting for. **THE END**

After the dinner she talked to her Aunt Lillian her father’s next to the eldest sister and asked her what her suggestion for Kingsley’s business would be. Lillian had informed her she’d do comprehensive research into the company to see what its viability was. Then she would bring the report to her niece. She felt bad because Lillian was already handling most of the business interest that Stacia previously had for Angel and her brothers. But if anyone was more than up for the job it would be Lillian. “She was the quintessential business-woman.” Lillian was what most would refer to as a shark. No one dared tread the same waters as Lillian McDaniel’s.

“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.”