Stefanie Salvatore Legacies Scene Novels & Stories

My chest heaved as I took another step backward, feeling like a cornered prey. “Vixen.” His eyes softened, voice breathless. “I need an answer.” “I– I don't know what you're talking about.” I stuttered, trying—but failing miserably—to feign ignorance. “You know what I mean,” he stared at my stomach. “It's mine, isn't it?” My hands turned clammy, my skin breaking out in cold sweats. Salvatore immediately stepped in. “What are you even talking about?” “This is not about you, Salvatore. Move before my fist moves you. And this time it won't be just your lips bleeding.”

It looked like he had sensed something, so he stood up, and looked around. "Is anything wrong?" Melissa asked, out of curiosity. "No. Things were just set, right. Now is my cue to set it wrong, for Mr. Right." He said, then snapped Layla's back neck, and she zapped out. Then everything went blank for Stefan, but he could still hear their voices. "Who are you? What mistake have I done to save you?" She said as she moved backwards, slowly in fear. "The biggest mistake you can ever make."

“My precious Kai. Salvatore put those marks there deliberately. He wants people to see them and know exactly what happened. Now, as a previous major in this art, I’ll tell you. We do not appreciate seeing our art hidden, or covered. You’re gonna have to face the world with those stamps. You had sex. So what? Big deal. If they have a problem with it, they should go get laid too. “She replies, and my jaw drops. “Mrs Lana… “I mutter, and she sighs before raising a hand. “Okay. I went a bit over the top there. But there’s nothing I can do to help you. I’m sorry, David. You have… 28 minutes to get ready. If I were you, I’d get to it. Salvatore doesn’t like tardiness. “She says, and I stare open-m

“Do you think it’s that easy? I don’t even know what I should remember! Plus, try doing that and have stress and anxiety while you’re pregnant! Why don’t you get pregnant instead while I will dig my memories?!” “Okay, okay calm down! Cheez.” “Savannah, just don’t get too stressed trying hard to remember. We can investigate right after you give birth.” “I really wonder if Stefano’s soul got switched from someone else,” Skyler said while starring at Stefano. I chuckled after hearing it. “I wondered that too. He changed overnight.” “You guys are really unbelievable. I’m trying hard to be nice here? Might want to compliment me, at least?” “Wait,” I suddenly said and looked at him with a suspicio

“Why don’t you two show everyone the pool area? Make yourselves comfortable. I’ll handle this.” His voice was calm. Too calm. Which meant Letta was in trouble. I took Gabe’s hand as he came running back in, eyes wide with curiosity. “Come on,” I said softly. “Let’s go look around.” As we walked away, I heard Letta sputter, “But...Salvatore...I thought...” And Salvatore’s voice, low and final, “You thought wrong.” The drama wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

I don’t slow down. Instead—I walk, in a smooth and confident manner. Each step deliberate like I’m on a runway. Like the entire school is my audience. Because in this moment….they are. Stephanie leans closer, whispering, “You’re killing them.You’re literally shutting them up without saying anything” “I know,” I reply calmly. And then…we stop. Because standing directly in front of me…Is her. Stella. Lucas’s ex. She’s smiling, but it’s not a nice smile.

Her past clawed at her ribs. The video ended. Serena stared at the black screen. Stefano reached out and took the phone back. He didn’t speak for a moment. Then, almost gently, he said, “It was supposed to be a secret. But I trust you.” She turned to face him, her face pale and lips slightly parted. “I’m not just fighting ghosts,” he continued. “I’m ending legacies.” Serena’s throat tightened. “What does that mean?” Stefano’s eyes locked onto hers, fierce and unwavering. “I’m eliminating every man, woman, and institution that had a hand in my family’s slaughter. Corrupt politicians, traitorous agents, foreign operatives. One by one, they are falling.”

The thought of their secret being exposed sent a cold shiver down her spine. As the applause died down, Estefan leaned in close to whisper in her ear, “You’re doing great. Just keep smiling.” Kaitlyn nodded quietly, feeling a bit more reassured by his presence. But the moment Kaitlyn had been both anticipating and dreading arrived when Estefan’s parents approached. His mother, Isabella Salvatore, was a woman of striking beauty, her features still sharp and elegant despite the passage of time. His father, Robert Salvatore, had a commanding presence just as she had last remembered, his dark eyes observing Kaitlyn with a blend of curiosity and warmth.

My jaw was locked, my chest tight, and my eyes… fuck…they could’ve cut through steel. Cassandra’s voice was still ringing in my head. The way she looked at me... like I’d failed her. I didn’t even see the SUV until the door cracked open and Salvatore stepped out. His eyes landed on me and for a split second, I saw it—the flicker of surprise. And he said nothing. I came to a stop in front of him, exhaled through my nose, and forced the words out through clenched teeth. “Start digging into Stacy.” I muttered, voice cold. “I don’t care how young she is. I want to know who she is, where she came from, who the fuck she’s connected to. Every damn detail. Friends. School. Family. I want it all.”

‘Don’t tell me basic stuff like he is handsome, rich and all those nonsense idealized versions of him the public seems to have, I want the unusual, things that you feel are illegal to know about him. Aria pinched the bridge of her nose and swallowed hard. ‘One time,’ she began, staring into Luciana’s unwavering eyes. ‘There was news of Salvatore being engaged to a model, Chantelle Albergo was her name, and he seemed to love her very much at that time.