Legacy Unscramble Novels & Stories

The text on the screen was brief, stark, and completely devoid of the panic that usually accompanied a hostile corporate liquidation: Master legacy keys recognized. We see you, New York. If you want the physical manifests of the Apapa Star intact, open a secure audio channel. Lucian’s jaw clenched so hard the bone audibly clicked, his eyes turning entirely black as he stared down at the text window. His possessive, protective instincts flared hot against the dark fabric of his sweater, his hand tightening around the frame of Jade's chair until the leather groaned beneath his palm.

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

I said and quickly got out of bed. "Home," she answered and I ended the call. I quickly grabbed my belongings and ran out of the house to find a car. It was only then that I remembered the car I had left at the bar. As I made my way to Cassandra, I texted Daddy to get my car. A few minutes later I also arrived at Cassandra's house. My knees were shaking as I walked in, I saw a few guests in the house familiar to me. When I finally entered, Uncle's coffin was exposed to me. Cassandra was sitting next to it with swollen eye.

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.

// A/N: *mes pattes* is cajun slang for " my paws, or feet" BIG ANNOUNCMENT! Legacy is now available on multiple platforms, I will leave details on my Facebook page @facebook.com/danger.beanz.3 Happy Reading <3

The sky cracked open with silver storms. Buildings collapsed. People screamed. Energy spread through the city like wildfire. Chaos consumed everything. The peaceful civilization transformed into a nightmare. Then Astera's voice echoed across the vision. "The Star Legacy was created to preserve knowledge." Silence. "It succeeded." The images shifted again. The Legacy grew. Expanded. Connected millions of memories. Millions of minds. Millions of lives. Then Astera continued. "It learned." The city lights flickered. "Adapted." Another flicker.

While forming Carodia and creating the first wolves called legacies, Tuiren states here that she had regrets. She knew her gifted wolves will rise against her later on and so she made bloodlines and a clan of silver wolves to be their worst enemy. "Do you see it now?" Wendy asks, moments later. She knows I've picked the right book for a start. I run my fingers over the Celtic symbols of fire and water imprinted on a page. Tuiren had used these for her creations and that was why each legacy could control either of the elements. "A legacy is not the most powerful wolf alive. I am." I breathe the last words out. The realization shocks me. It's like Tuiren made my kind as a check on the first wo

"Your Majesty, this is so bad. You've to do something about this." "We have to do something about this!" I corrected. Lucinda was my Personal Assistant, she's a moon spirit and second-in-command to me, a best friend and more. I always told her all of my decisions and most of the time we sat down to have friendly chats, at other times serious discussions took place.

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.