Oblivion Legacy Lost Novels & Stories

Cameras flashed. Miguel muttered under his breath, “He’s not speaking to them. He’s speaking to you.” Amelia’s lips curved faintly, her eyes never leaving Damien. “Then let him waste his breath.” Damien’s voice dropped, velvet covering steel. “Legacy cannot be built on betrayal. It cannot survive if poison festers inside its walls.” His gaze landed directly on her, cold and cutting. “That is why Blackwood will purge what is rotten… and rise untouched.”

​The air in the sub-vault lobby was thick with the smell of ozone and the heavy, metallic scent of suppressed aggression. Elena stood her ground, her boots planted firmly on the cold concrete. In her left hand, she clutched the Legacy Drive, the pulsating green cube that held the only surviving shards of her mother’s soul. In her right, she held a short-blade, the edge humming with a molecular vibration that could cut through reinforced steel.

"You would gladly lose yourself if it meant protecting her." The real Zevarion didn't deny it. He couldn't. Because deep inside....... he knew it was true. The crimson version smiled sadly. "And that is exactly how the Legacy wins." A heavy silence followed. Then the bridge shimmered. The air before them rippled like water. A vision appeared. Not a memory. A possibility. They saw the Lost City years from now. The sky above the underground civilization glowed silver once again. Children ran through restored streets. The towers stood tall.

Caleb hissed, the words coming from the very depths of his soul, “but they are still Knights by blood. You can change the ink, Evelyn. You can burn the records. But you can never change what’s inside them. And you can never, ever change who I am to them.” Evelyn’s smirk didn't waver, but her eyes darkened. “Blood is just biology, Caleb,” she whispered, so low only he could hear. “Legacy is what I say it is. And right now? Your legacy is a bowl of cold scraps and a name that no longer exists.” She looked away, addressing the waiter. “Take his plate. He’s finished.” Caleb stood there, a ghost in a blue gown, as the waiter whisked away the congealed lamb. He had never felt smaller. He had never

he countered, and raised himself from the ground. Andrew watched him stride out of the room and wept silently. He was heartbroken. That day was the worst day of his life. He felt dreadful, and his heart was filled with guilt. He had offended someone who had trust in him. He silently prayed for her forgiveness as he carried her dead body out of the bedroom and out to the deepest part of the woods where he secretly dug a grave for Elena and buried her of his own accord. He stayed at her grave mourning her for the whole night, pleading with Elena to forgive him and promising that he would make sure he gets revenge on her behalf.

everyone’s head snapped to the treeline as Azreal and Lila came walking toward them. A/N So I was thinking, (scary I know) some of you might have questions I dont see or get to, and technology and I are not really the best of friends (it's embarassingly bad) so I dont have an IG for Legacy or anything like that, but if you would like to ask me anything or maybe have me clear up anything about Legacy or any of the characters I would love to do so, as long as it doesnt spoil anything for the future lol. You can either leave your question in a comment on this chapter (not in a book reivew please) or catch me on Facebook @ Danger Beanz as always thank you for your support and Happy Reading <3

“Dad, what do you mean?” “He has just acquired the Legacy, and his foundation is still weak. There’s still time for us to snatch it back from him.” Levi was startled. “How do we snatch it? As far as I know, Immortal Doctor’s Legacy is like the divine enlightenment in Buddhism. It’s instilled into one’s consciousness right away. We can’t possibly switch his mind with mine, right?”

Clayton is amused watching as a group of teenagers feasted on a woman's blood in the dark corner of the woods. He has been following them after they seemed to act suspicious around this lady who's working in a convenience store down-town. Two girls and three boys have been biting the wo-man's skin in different places. He's very sure that these kids will immediately be caught once the policemen check the CCTV's. They immediately dragged the lady outside the store where cameras in front the neighbouring establishments linger. And that is a complete No-No for hunting.

Amelia said as she tried to separate Gabrielle’s hand from Evelyn’s. “Stay out of this, Amelia!” Evelyn said, her voice filled with anger and irritation. “You!” she said as she glared at Gabrielle, “I could not possibly be beaten by a poor country bumpkin like you! I refuse!” she screamed, causing a scene. By now, the whole school was looking at them, the chaos of the results long forgotten. What was more interesting than seeing the Depora heiress losing control and picking on a common girl? Looking around at the amount of people looking at them, at the scene Evelyn was causing, Gabrielle was so embarrassed, wishing to dig up a hole that she could hide in.

"That's even more pathetic than I thought." "You didn't lose to anyone. You destroyed yourself." I stood to leave. "Richard's decisions about his company and his inheritance had nothing to do with you. Your obsession with perceived injustices from twenty years ago cost you everything while Richard's legacy continues." "His legacy built on lies and broken promises!" Victor stood too, shouting now. "Richard Thompson was a monster who destroyed people to build his empire! He deserves to have everything he built torn down!" "Maybe he was a monster in business. Maybe he did hurt people including you." I moved toward the door. "But he's dead and his company is being run by people who are trying to