Novel & Cerita The Bourne Legacy Series

“I know where they are.” The room went still. My pulse kicked hard once then settled. “Prove it.” He pulled a folded paper from his jacket laid it on the desk. Satellite image grainy but clear. A small clearing ringed by dense trees. A faint heat signature three bodies clustered near what looked like a low stone structure half buried in earth. “Old resistance bunker,” Veron said. “Built by Sebastian during his rebellious days as a younger boy. It’s off the official maps, only a handful of us know it exists. I had a tracker tail on one of their scouts two nights ago. We lost him here.”

Chapter 13 ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW My phone won't stop buzzing. Notifications pour in messages, calls, emails, alerts, a digital nightmare that started at 5:43 AM and shows no sign of stopping. I sit on the edge of my bed, dawn barely breaking outside, scrolling through the chaos with terror clawing up my throat. The headline blazes from my screen like fire: "LANCASTER LEGACY: DYNASTY BUILT ON DECEPTION?" Marcus Dane's byline beneath it feels like a death sentence.

I scoffed as I placed Aaron on the bed and stood up. “No, Darius,” I argued. “We need an army. Deirdre is the scorned Luna of a pack, just in case you’ve forgotten. You know firsthand what the soldiers of Tyrell’s pack can do, and if she can turn them against us, which I’m sure she can and will, then what do we have to defend ourselves with?” I saw him considering it and nodding. “And her father was a bounty hunter. One of many. I was the only witness to his murder. We escaped, Darius. How do you think it makes us look to the other bounty hunters now that we’re out and free while one of them is dead?” I asked.

"We shouldn't keep fighting each other anymore." Her eyes met his again. "Our real enemy is Liora." Lucien slowly nodded. "I was already investigating that before those bastards arrested me." Stephanie frowned. "You were?" Lucien set the plate aside. "The hidden heiress of Starlight Enterprise recently returned." "Starlight?" Stephanie interrupted, visibly shocked. "I've heard they're one of the biggest companies in the world." "They are." Lucien's expression grew serious. "But here's the strange part, the heiress looks exactly like Liora."

You will be plagued by the bloodline's curse. Diego's chest tightens at the sad truth of what she said. The past he has tried to avoid is catching up with him. Because his legacy, his bloodline, has been soiled by betrayal, Lucia and Valentina are determined to bring him to his knees. The renegade Alpha Carlos Varela then emerges with a threatening smile as a mysterious voice pierces the environment. In an authoritative and determined manner, Carlos says, "Now, I'll take the children." "And I'll be carrying your legacy with me when I do."

While forming Carodia and creating the first wolves called legacies, Tuiren states here that she had regrets. She knew her gifted wolves will rise against her later on and so she made bloodlines and a clan of silver wolves to be their worst enemy. "Do you see it now?" Wendy asks, moments later. She knows I've picked the right book for a start. I run my fingers over the Celtic symbols of fire and water imprinted on a page. Tuiren had used these for her creations and that was why each legacy could control either of the elements. "A legacy is not the most powerful wolf alive. I am." I breathe the last words out. The realization shocks me. It's like Tuiren made my kind as a check on the first wo

“I need to leave, we don’t have anything left here to do.” “So we are safe and we would not need to do anything again?” I asked her and she nodded. “All that is left is for our legacies to realize their fate.” Themis said absentmindedly before she smiled at me, her attention coming back to her surroundings. “But that will be a long time for now seeing that the Legacies are not yet born.”

Dash POV “Dash, I’ve got something,” Travis says as soon as I answer the call. I look at Jagger and end the call, walking as fast as I possibly can into his office. Jagger follows me and once inside, I lean on the desk as he points at the screen. “Her father received three phone calls from burner phones this week, so I am betting he knows something. Why would a businessman be receiving calls from burners?” Travis says and I nod as he pulls an image of Frank meeting with George Livingstone.

As much as he resisted the idea of becoming alpha, he couldn’t deny the allure of power and the opportunity to make a difference. Lost in his thoughts, Sebastian arrived at the outskirts of the pack territory. The familiar sights and sounds of the forest greeted him, stirring a mix of nostalgia and apprehension within him. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the inevitable confrontation that awaited him. Sebastian parked his car near the mansion where his grandfather lived. At first glance, the mansion was stunning and monumental, but taking a closer look, Sebastian saw the flaws hiding in plain sight. They were telling him that maintenance had not been done in a long time, that inno

I looked down to our enjoined hands, Dark golden large palm, and creamy petite fingers, Two contrasting people, who weren't supposed to fit, But had now become one soul. His fingers splayed on my pounding heart which managed to accelerate even higher under his touch. Then, slowly, I lifted my head, the same time that he was looking up as well. My forbidden Don. We had met for all the wrong reasons, and fought so many wars against each other, and now, it was us against the world, both of us, protecting our legacy, our son. His palm glided from my heart, and moved up to my face, his thumb caressing my cheeks, then he muttered softly,