Novel & Cerita Stolen Legacy Book

Just reached over, brushing a wet strand of hair behind her ear. “They took it,” he said finally. Quiet. Devastated. Savannah closed her eyes. “Weren’t we supposed to hold truth in our hands?” Outside, the world blurred into smears of gold and black. Streetlamps became ghosts on the windshield. Her voice trembled now, stripped bare: “Legacy… legacy isn’t serum or names. It’s memory. That’s all we ever had.” Lightning clawed the skyline, revealing scars and scaffolds. Thunder stitched the world together for one aching breath.

He quickly cleared his throat. “I am in the bathroom.” The other person was about to open when they heard his voice. “Sorry sir I didn’t know it was occupied.” It was one of the junior workers and his voice was shaking from fear. I was relieved my momentum was distu…….. I didn’t finish that as his finger went deep inside. He was not even scared we were almost caught. “How are you calm?” “They are called stolen moments for this reason. The adrenaline, the zeal and anticipation should feel like this.”

BRING IT TO THE SHADOW MARKET AT MIDNIGHT, OR THE BATTERY WILL BE DRAINED TO ZERO. Verina looked down at the obsidian ring on her finger, the stone feeling like a piece of frozen fire, she realized then that the "Stolen Night" hadn't been about a contract, or a marriage, or even a corporate merger. It had been about a transfusion that was twenty years in the making, and she was the only one who could decide if the Vane legacy ended with a whimper or a world-shattering explosion.

She could stay with one of us as a roommate, but then that person would have the advantage as far as opportunity and points. “I say,” Veronica contributes, “that Laz takes the library and she gets his room.” “But that room is mine,” Laz raises his voice, his glasses shaking with rage. “It was promised to my family 15 years ago. My two older brothers both sat at this table and…” “I agree with Laz,” I say with my hand raised. He grins at me graciously, grateful for my support. “That room is his fair and square. He is a Legacy. Once a legacy, always a legacy.”

His jaw clenched. “Watch your big mouth, little nosy bastard,” he said. The oldest of the lot—a Fat Man with the stained silk tie and short temper—leaned back in his chair and tapped the edge of his glass. “Calm down everybody! You can’t have both the girl and your legacy, Elky Jennings. You have to pick one or another.” Legacy? What a poetic word for a stash of blood money in a dodgy Swiss account and multiple floors of empty rooms with 18th century closets full of skeletons. I swallowed a smirk with my wine but my face didn’t move a muscle.

I had just moved into this place—how did he find it? My first thought was that my address had been leaked. Before I could react, Nicholas grabbed my wrist tightly. "Come back with me!" "Let go of me!" I snapped, my gaze flicking to the scars on his wrist. For a moment, I froze, but then I struggled with all my might. "Let her go." Trevor stepped forward and punched Nicholas squarely in the face. Nicholas crumpled to the ground instantly. He had not recovered and couldn’t withstand such a blow.

Current books in process; Denied by Destiny - Fighting Fate Traded to the Wolf King The Legacy of the Alpha King - Sins of the Father. (This book will resume updates soon, sorry…I’ll explain further in the book ID) Lots of love to you all.

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.

Storm had told me this was the only place where there were still books on paper; the rest was all digital. "I’d like to know about the war and the Winter Bone pack." I said. Eve sighed, "Well, I can tell you a bit about that, if you like. I'll try to find some books about the history after if that's fine. " I smiled at Eve, "I’d love to hear it." She looked around the library and closed the doors. "Okay, so this is a secret. I trust you to keep it to yourself." I nodded. "I will keep my mouth shut."

I am excited that The Lost Luna is almost ready to be published in paperback form through A____n. There will be a completely new cover for the book, and each subsequent book will have it's own cover, although they will be similar and obviously a set. I have been working on a title for the series since it was originally supposed to be a one-off novel, but I am not good at sticking to plan. The series will be called Hidden Legacy.