Naruto Legacy Fanfic Novels & Stories

Connor, he but only shakes his head as he cannot make out what she is saying. The four of her coven relentlessly try to break our circle, but most of all trying to keep us away from distracting Tasha. While she starts to chant again, Connor gets the attention of the rest of the coven solely focused on him, giving Ethan and Zachariah the aim to start taking them out one by one until only one but Tasha is left. She looks at me out of complete frustration, "Give me it! I know you have it. The legacy says…" And with that Connor ends her rant with one perfect bullet in her chest. I throw my hands in the air, "What legacy?"

Not even Adrain's as much as it was Nyma's for the days to come. There was no anger in her voice. Only truth. A truth too sharp to soften. Raina chuckled with her head down, looks like her desperation was taking a form." I guess, you're right! I can’t take legacy from someone else’s womb,” she said gently. “I have to carve my own.” But she doubted she would ever able to do so. But then Raina’s face crumpled, and she shook her head, as if dispelling the same dark thought.

“You’ll still move, still speak, still sleep beside whoever your heart aches for—but every word will taste of him. Every breath will hum with his name. And when you try to leave…” She taps the hollow of my throat. “You won’t.” My stomach knots. She stands slowly, joints cracking like branches under snow. “Legacy doesn’t come from blood,” she says. “It comes from choice. From sacrifice. From what you’re willing to burn.” Kael steps between us before I even register that he’s moved. His hand is near his blade again. His voice is low, steady. “She’s not ready.” The Seer laughs. Not cruelly. Not kindly.

“Unfortunately, we were persecuted by villains into this state. Otherwise, would my Plenilune Sect be forced to seal off the mountain pass because of a Great Golden Immortal Demon? What’s done is done. There’s no way out either.” She took out a bead. “This is Nine Tails tribe’s celestial bead of legacy. If you get a chance someday, you can make up for whatever’s left of the bloodline. Perhaps you could even evolve the legacy for the second time. Take this bead!” “Are you not going to come with us?”

"Is that what you thought? That sleeping with a woman would somehow rewire my brain? My heart? That you could fuck the gay out of me?" "No Lancaster man has ever had such desires before." His voice turns dangerously quiet, like the calm before a tornado. "Five generations of honorable men, building a legacy you seem determined to destroy." My hands clench into fists so tight my nails draw blood from my palms. "So that's it? I'm a genetic mistake? The first Lancaster to break your precious mold?"

I demanded. "Oh, I'm sure they're quite preoccupied at the moment." Nathan's gave a nasty little smile. "I'm so glad you decided to join us, and who said a Necromancer and a Witch couldn't be friends, uh? Look at you two, all Fox and the Hound." "I don't know, it seems to me like you've more experience in that area than I do." Focusing on standing up straighter, I tried not to feel the pulse that wanted to pull me back to the ground. It screamed at me, urged me to feed my power into it.

She might not be a legacy, something she has always told me she is glad she isn't, but other times when she is so tired, she wishes she was a legacy. Legacies don’t have to train, work out, and be perfect. At least not in terms of the heavier tasks of the pack. They just have to make the right connections, mate the right person and further the family lines. It’s a different thing for me, of course. And with Max being the one person who is going to stand on my side on the front lines, we do share a bond that not even Olivia can come between. It’s a friendship, a kinship.

It seems like I've gotten on a pirate ship' Sasuke thought in disbelief. "Brother! You're really here," came a wimpy female voice from the doorway. "Lucia, what can I do for you?" "Eh, Naruto asked me to let you know if he wants to fight you one on one again" said the young girl named Lucretia "That stinking fox, why so annoying ah, immediately beat him to cry his dead father" Sasuke said and then rushed out like the wind "Sis, Niinii, he's being rude" Lucretia said apologetically and then left the hospital room

“I’ve waited years for this moment.” Matteo’s finger tightened on the trigger. “Who the hell are you?” She tilted her head, studying me with unnerving affection. “I’m the one who made sure you survived. The one who pulled the strings when the Architect grew too arrogant. I am the true Legacy.” Red laser sights danced across our chests from the shadows. Dozens of them. We were surrounded. I stepped out from behind Matteo, heart hammering. “You’re my aunt. You were supposed to be dead.”

Chapter 63 || VINCENZO's POV || " What do you want? What will make you stop being my enemy?" I asked coldly,facing my grandfather. He didn't even look shocked to see me here as if he expected me to come. I held my rage in control, waiting for his response. He put the cigar down leisurely, blurted out without a bit of hesitation, " Legacy! You are my only legacy and I can't see you childless. Divorce her or keep her, that's your choice. But you must take another woman."