The Legend Of Legacy Novels & Stories

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic,"

I sat back down, watching them. Tyrell glanced at Deirdre, and she looked apologetic. “I had to tell her,” she explained to him. “I’m sure the last thing she’ll do is tell other people about it. We trust them, right?” “It’s not about trust, Deirdre. It’s about history and loyalty. Her loyalties lie with the werewolves, and of course she’s not going to be very happy about the fact that your father does what he does,” Tyrell said.

But she didn’t feel dangerous tonight. She felt…abandoned. And then—her phone buzzed. Unknown number. A text message. Just one line. “You’re not the only one who bleeds for legacy. —L” Her breath caught. Her lips parted. She reread it. Legacy. That word wasn’t just a crown. It was a curse. Helena didn’t sleep that night. The next morning, she walked into the corporate vault, where all classified family documents were stored. Her ID scanned. She walked past her father’s original contracts, her mother’s secret archives, and paused at the file labeled:

“The lot of you who were either brave or stupid enough to enter will now have the nigh impossible chance of obtaining a spot in the Legacy Circle. Of course, you’ll have riches. You’ll get your fame. But the most important thing above them all… freedom. “You will go forth and risk your pathetic, mundane lives for true freedom. Freedom not bound by any laws or unspoken rules set by the universe itself. You are on the outside now. The only god you will bow down to is Legacy, who feeds on the gratitude through the use of your new authority and position in power. If you are lucky enough to win, you are forever bound by Legacy. We only ask that of you.”

“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?”

He was none other than the young, dashing, ruler of so many hearts- Leonardo Emerson ! The brilliant businessman with GQ model looks had everything going in his stride except for the failing legacy of a once renowned business empire left behind by his fickle-minded father to him. The C in the company stood only for chaos. Everything was at stake. An established firm had already launched a takeover bid on his company. The young leader was handed over the reins when gambling became the senior Emerson’s priority and the empire started drowning in ill-monitored debts and corruption. However, Leonardo Emerson was a strong, focused and efficient leader. If workaholic and genius had a child, then i

"But my late father left one special rule: this safe must be opened by my dear brother, Marshall, himself. Now, please welcome my brother to the stage to unveil this incredible gift worth 600 million dollars!" All eyes swung to me. I lowered my gaze, pretending to be nervous yet honored, and slowly made my way up under Abby's steady look. Wallace grabbed me by the arm and yanked me toward the safe. He leaned close and whispered harshly, just loud enough for me to hear, "Don't try anything stupid. If something happens to our 600 million dollars, you're dead." I nodded slightly, taking a slow breath before entering a string of numbers on the keypad.

“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.”

The witch was engaging one of the goddesses, when she noticed, they all had left her and face the standing Shadow fighters, they killed one and magically transformed him to powder, and each of them took little from the powder and blow air from their mouths on it, ground began to shake, and dusts covered the earth, the witch asked " what type of magic is this? And then all had been buried under the great dust and sands, there was a great silence for a long time, the dust went to every corner of the earth, and there was no place it did not reach. And it was like everything had been buried, suddenly rain began to fell, and washed it all away, and the deaths began to resurrect, the queen knew ab

"The witch's cabin? Luke, what are you—" "Just tell me where it is," I interrupted, the urgency in my voice clear. "I don't have time to explain. Just trust me." Adam sighed, probably wondering if I was completely out of my mind, but he relented. "Fine. I’ll text you the location. But you better be careful, Luke. This isn’t some game." "I will," I assured him, already walking back toward home. "Thanks. Just don’t let me down, okay?"