Stolen Legacy Book Novels & Stories

I placed my hand on the cold knob, and it creaked open under my push, revealing a library. Dust floated in the amber light coming from a chandelier, the scent of old paper surrounded me like an embrace. Shelves towered on all sides, cracked and faded with a variety of books. My fingers drifted along the titles crested in the rectangular back of the books, then something caught my eye—a red hardback, its cover smooth and untouched. The title was etched in gold: LEGACY OF THE CROSS.

But Claudia and her daughter were so excited that they failed to check the corpse, to see who was really in there. Ethan’s stomach twisted. Of course. His father had helped her. His father had manipulated the guards to send a fake corpse. Julian, with his endless resources, his ruthless business acumen. His father, who had somehow managed to sink his claws into the one person Ethan had ever truly loved. Was this her plan all along?

“Relax, Liam, we will figure this out. I guess we need to persuade Adrian Grey more, and then we can destroy the evidence” “I do not think it is going to work, Amber, although we have a Truce, he kept denying the existence of it”. Amber was deep in thought, she paced endlessly, trying to rethink her mind, but the most extreme solution seemed to be the only option left. “He must be keeping it in his most cherished safe, don't you think Liam?” “What are you trying to insinuate?” Liam responded, raising a side glance at her batting lashes. “Let us steal it”, Amber suggested, smirking.

the only modern thing in her living room. Her life is a real mess... She lived in student accommodation with old furniture that barely held up and She just got fired for putting a client in her place... Which was unfair. She had complained about this same customer for more than 3 times but her boss was always telling her that the customer was king and she should avoid coming near him but as always She was on duty at that customer's table . When she decides to revolt, she was fired. It was sad but it was her reality. Her biggest regret is not having had the courage to revolt sooner...

Golden was shocked, but he ignored it for the moment because, at that moment, the Frost Wolf closed its eyes eternally. Golden also started to cry. He would never forget that Frost Wolf nor the time he lived with it. [System detected that the user received a Legacy.] [The Legacy doesn't match the user physique. Accepting the Legacy will be detrimental to the user.] [Remodeling the Legacy to match the user's physique.] [Legacy remodeled, the user will obtain all its benefits and enhancements without any side-effect.] Since that light shot into Golden's forehead, the system started with those notifications, but until the system started to speak about the contents of the Legacy, Golden didn't p

“I was human once but not anymore. Not after what they did. They told me it was for my country. That I could save millions of innocent lives; that would become threatened in the near distant future. That the world needed me; and I would become someone important. At the time, for me, it was a chance to belong somewhere. You see I was orphaned at a young age. I don’t really remember what happened to my birth parents at all. So that place was a chance to be loved for a change, and it was like a dream come true. I was an extremely unwanted child once I was orphaned, so it felt like heaven when they told me that. When I first got there everything was normal; everyone was nice to me. I h

Except for the races that were still attached to the old world and the spirit of their species; like a werecat tribe, for example. Stefan believed that everyone had access to magic. They had simply lost communication with its source- their connection to their spirit animal and therefore the universe. “What is this property?” “It is a relic, stolen from our ruler many years ago. We uncovered scrolls indicating where it had last been seen. It is here.” Stefan leaned back on his hand. “I see. This relic? It must be pretty important?” He did not answer verbally but the lion’s face answered for him.

She wanted to make sure that what she read was real so she re-read it three times over, comprehending every word her eyes reflected. A little while later, a sigh escaped her mouth. Lila could not tell if it was a sigh of relief that she would be going back to the battlefield or if it was a sigh of disappointment. But either way, she knew that Emery would not go against the words of the Arcana Heads. “I guess this is my cue,” she muttered as she walked towards the furnace and threw the paper right into the fire.

I told him, and I watched as he jammed the key into the lock and pulled out a thick, leather-bound book that was wrapped in a layer of protective plastic. I grabbed the Black Ledger and tucked it into my bag but as we turned to head back toward the lobby we heard a muffled explosion from the main entrance and the sound of screaming filled the hallways, and I knew immediately that the Legacy Council had tracked us or they had been waiting for us to do the heavy lifting for them. We ran toward the edge of the lobby and I saw a dozen men in tactical gear bursting through the shattered glass doors while they fired their rifles into the ceiling to scatter the crowd of civilians who were now trapp

Because I had something he never did. Purpose. With a roar, I drove both blades into the ground, calling on the bloodstone’s power. A ring of flame burst outward, sending his guards flying. He shielded himself with a ward sigil, but it cracked under the force. “You’ve grown,” he said, panting. “You’ve decayed,” I shot back. I could see it now—the desperation in his movements. He wasn’t here to win. He was here to steal. “To feed off a legacy he didn’t deserve.*