Legacy Unscramble Novels & Stories

Between the spots of static signal, he faintly saw the bleeding and bruised hand. The static specks immediately cleared up, covering the whole vision as the rustling sound grew deafeningly louder. It was dark and quiet again. “Replay is stopped by capsule number one!” Lidia’s voice echoed into the headphones, along with the hiss of the capsule door that was raised open. “Wang!” exclaimed Harso, who was already in a seated position, “did you load an old version of the software?” “No!” said Wang, his eyes glued to the screen, “we have the latest version.”

They love it, buying a house away from all the New York noise and settling for a beautiful home out in the country. "Ok, I guess it's time we make our way out before we lose our plane. You guys ready? Say bye to mom and dad?" Loretta says to Aiden and Emily. They stand, Aiden is a bit reluctant to turn off his game until Jake gives him the look. He gets serious, but honestly Aiden has just as big of a temper as he does. Aiden turns off his console and walks towards us.

Sorens stated as I frown at him. “What did you say about the forgotten world? Do you know more about that part?” I asked him but he shook his head. “The forgotten world was when Northshore became Northshore, it was the last legacy before Northshore as we know it was built. The forgotten world is a myth, long forgotten.” “I need to know more about this world Sorens.” I asked him, my head already growing with possibilities. This exists, that means what this lady was trying to warn me of exists, for the forgotten world to rise. What does it mean?

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.

He squeezed her hand, warmth steady, the pack’s legacy his shield, his nose twitching, catching a faint, unfamiliar scent—charred marrow, ancient, alive. Lila’s scroll trembled, hazel eyes wide, voice soft, sketching paused. “Sam, the runes… they’re shifting, like they’re watching.” Spark yipped, tense. Track it, Lila! Her fingers steadied, ash scent sharp, courage flickering but strong, her maps a guide for shadows, a new rune appearing on her parchment, unbidden, pulsing faintly.

Not after everything we’d been through. I forced myself to my feet, my legs unsteady beneath me. Pain surged through my body, but I couldn’t afford to feel it. I needed to do something—anything to stop this nightmare. My eyes scanned the room desperately, landing on the table covered in bottles of strange liquids. Maybe one of them could help. I rushed over, digging through the bottles, but they were all labeled with symbols I didn’t understand. Nothing in this hellish place made sense, and I felt a wave of helplessness rise within me.

I stated as I lifted my nose in the air. “He didn’t rig the game for me.” She screamed nearly instantly. I only rolled my eyes as I looked away from her because clearly she thought I was dumb. “Baby I didn’t rig the game for her.” Lucas lied. “I guess it’s just a coincidence that there were sparkles only on my envelope than.” I mumbled as I grabbed his hand and tried to pull them off of me.

“One of the Alphas are here to see you, I could tell him to go if you are not in the mood. I know your head must be a rollercoaster of questions and confusion, but I could tell him_” “Rollercoaster?” She interrupted him with a surprised expression. “You know what a rollercoaster is? Is there a rollercoaster here? C’mon, I did not spend that long time at the Crescent Pack for y'all to have grown up and be so civilized and modern.” “_tell him that you can't see him yet because you are not good. Take your time Lyra” her Dad finished, ignoring her words. Lyra sighed and stood up. “C'mon Dad, I'm twenty years old, not your ten years old little girl anymore, I'm good”

Sebastian stood in order to try to feel more comfortable. “Yeah, that’s what your grandpa said as well. The old man is still living in the past! Do you know that he has forbidden the use of mobile phones? Or the use of internet? I’m stuck trying to explain this to the pack members that need it for school, or work.”, Adam complained. Sebastian was surprised at his admission.