Novel & Cerita Legacy Series: Books

One day, all of Kelor will see it, and when they do, no one will dare to tease me about it. “Deven,” said Leon. “Have the Ancestors ever chosen someone who didn’t have any connection to royalty?” The question seemed to be a silly one but knowing that my friend never did anything without having a good reason, I decided to indulge him. “As far as I know, that has never happened.” “Apart from the First Alpha, correct?” “I suppose so. Why?” “I was just thinking of all the chaos that would be brought up if they ever did. They Alpha would have a tough time proving his innocence.”

~~~ The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness Book 5 of the Rossi Legacies Coming end of 2023…

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"You mentioned a book, Reminder. My sister... Lyra. She sent you to return something?" "The Ledger of the Unborn," the girl said. She reached into her cloak and pulled out a small, pocket-sized book bound in white leather. It looked sickeningly clean. "She says the first book was for the parents. This one is for the legacy." Kaelen’s shadow-mantle flared instinctively, a dark mist coiling around the legs of his chair. The Reminder didn't flinch. If anything, the silver in her eyes glowed brighter. "Kaelen, stay," I warned softly. I looked at the girl, then at Cian. An idea began to form. "You know, Reminder, for someone who doesn't believe in 'tomorrow,' you’ve missed a very important Northe

I had built an empire on cruelty, used it when necessary, and watched men break under it. But reading her file…it felt different. The abuse didn’t have volume, but it was repetitive. Helena Bennett, stepmother, married Mr. George Bennett after his first wife had died. Camille Bennett, half-sister, three years younger. I studied their pictures. This was the girl I was supposed to get married to, before Liora was picked. Something inside me shuddered. The words on the pages were too clean to describe what they really meant. Emotional neglect.

SLOANE Rhett’s office smells like leather and whiskey and something dangerously familiar. Him. I’ve spent ten years avoiding this for a reason. I’ve spent ten years leaving a situation if it reminded me of him- hell he I’ve spent ten years avoiding anyone of the male species unless I needed one thing. I tell myself that this is ridiculous. That ten years is plenty of time to unlearn the way a man makes your body remember before your mind catches up. Ten years can stifle any desire in the human body- doesn’t it take twenty-one days to learn a new behavior?

He grabbed the two heavy boxes in the corner where I had some of my books. “Books,” I say, offering him a shy smile and he nods. “Fucking heavy. Do you own a fucking library?” He asks as he walks out of the apartment and Priest follows him with two boxes. As soon as the apartment is men free, the girls squeal and look at me, smiling. “Where have you been hiding them?” Jamie asks, and I smile. I have never seen them before. Yes, I had seen Jagger, but not the other two guys. I have to admit, they are both hot.

Zara took it upon herself to patiently explain to me the hierarchy of a werewolf pack as we walked to the cafeteria to have our lunch. She started with the Alpha -which was actually what Nathan was, unsurprisingly- continuing with the Beta (David) and Delta (Christian), finishing with the warriors -which was actually what all three female wolves in Nathan's gang were- and then the omegas and the lone wolves. She told me that the lone wolves were simply families or even single wolves who made the choice of living a life in solitude, away from pack grounds or rules. They respected the universal laws of keeping away from any claimed territory and the vow of secrecy from the human world, general

Boulder rumbled, his tawny form rising, the firelight reflecting in his eyes, the clearing’s warmth a comfort, Jasper’s warmth a shield, the legacy a light in the darkness, the pack’s bonds a fire in the twilight, the battle’s echoes fading, the promise of peace a fragile hope. Lila’s voice was soft, her hazel eyes bright, fingers brushing the jasmine chain a pup had given her, the fire’s warmth a balm, her courage a quiet glow, the pack’s victory a light in her heart, the clearing’s air alive, the sun’s glow a golden balm, the packhouse a steady presence, the spring’s gurgle a soft hymn, her maps a testament to their triumph, the whisper of future threats a distant echo, the moonflowers glo

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.