LEGACY UNCHAINED
LEGACY UNCHAINED
Born under a storm that silenced Atlanta’s skyline for exactly one minute, Kyle Harrison entered the world marked by a pulse no machine could measure. The Harrisons are a dynasty of prestige and power owners of multimillion dollar wellness corporations, admired for their philanthropy, and feared for something deeper: a secret inheritance passed through blood. To the public, they’re visionaries. Behind closed doors, they are the last living keepers of The Current an ancient force older than science, stronger than reason.
But Kyle doesn’t want that life. Brilliant, disciplined, and kindhearted, he dreams of becoming a doctor, a man who saves lives with knowledge, not inherited magic. His parents, however, are bound by duty to the family’s covenant. They demand that he embrace his destiny as the next Conductor of The Current a role that would tether him forever to powers he doesn’t understand and to a legacy he fears will destroy him.
When he refuses, the family turns on him. His education is cut off, his name blacklisted, and the empire built by generations becomes his greatest enemy. Stripped of privilege and protection, Kyle must navigate betrayal, ambition, and haunting discoveries about what The Current truly is and why it chose him.
As he fights to reclaim his future, Kyle learns that denying his legacy won’t free him from it. The power in his blood has its own will and if he can’t master it, it will consume not only him but the entire city his family once ruled.
Legacy Unchained is a gripping modern saga of power, faith, and rebellion a journey from destiny to self-definition, where family magic collides with ambition, and the price of freedom is written in blood.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 119: THE WORLD WITHOUT A CROWNThe sky broke first.Not with thunder or fire but with silence.Legacy felt it even before her eyes opened.The absence.The Immortal current the ever-present pressure that had threaded through reality like a spine was gone. Not suppressed. Not redirected.Gone.She stirred against Kingston’s chest as cold air rushed over them, sharp and real, stripped of the Bastion’s cosmic insulation. The ground beneath them was solid stone now, cracked and scarred, not living architecture but the aftermath of it.They were back.Back in the war-scarred threshold between realms.Nova was already on her feet, blades out, scanning the horizon. Axl stood beside her, flames burning low but steady, eyes wide as he stared at the sky.Cyrus was on his knees.Laughing.Shaking.Crying all at once.“It’s quiet,” he whispered hoarsely. “The lattice the control lattice it’s collapsed.”Legacy pushed herself upright, body aching in ways power could not mend instantly. Kingston steadied her without thinking, hi
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Chapter: CHAPTER 118: THE THRESHOLD THAT REMEMBERS THE THRESHOLD THAT REMEMBERSThe chamber beyond the bridge did not feel like a place.It felt like a pause.A held breath in the architecture of reality itself.Legacy stepped forward first, her boots echoing softly against a floor that reflected no light and yet glowed faintly beneath her feet, as if the Bastion remembered every soul that had ever crossed this threshold. The space was vast circular, boundless, its ceiling lost in a slow-turning spiral of pale constellations that drifted like thoughts half-formed.No weapons rose against them.No trials announced themselves.That, more than anything, unsettled Axl.“I don’t like quiet,” he muttered, fire flickering uneasily beneath his skin. “Quiet usually means something’s winding up.”Nova scanned the chamber methodically. “No hostile signatures. No traps. No distortion fields.”Cyrus frowned. “That’s not reassuring.”Kingston’s gaze never left Legacy. Ever since the bridge, something had shifted between them not memory returning,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 117: THE WEIGHT OF BEING NEEDEDThe Bastion did not celebrate Legacy’s survival.There were no triumphant lights, no rising chorus of cosmic approval. Instead, the corridor ahead reshaped itself in slow, deliberate silence, as though the structure itself were reconsidering her measuring the change the Door of Unmaking had carved into her soul.Legacy stood still, shoulders squared, breath steady, yet something in her posture had changed. Not softer. Not weaker. Just… real. The steel that had once defined her was still there, but now it was tempered by something deeper an understanding that power was not her shield, but her responsibility.Axl was the first to notice.“You’re heavier,” he said quietly, not accusatory, not joking. Just honest.Legacy turned to him. “I feel heavier.”Nova studied her closely, sharp eyes taking in every subtle shift. “That door didn’t break you,” she said. “It anchored you.”Cyrus nodded slowly. “The Bastion reacts differently to those who accept necessity rather than resist it. You’re
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Chapter: CHAPTER 116: THE DOOR OF UNMAKINGTHE DOOR OF UNMAKINGThe Bastion did not welcome them gently.The floor beneath their feet shuddered the moment the Spirit Realm dissolved, the air thickening as if recognizing the shift inside Legacy. The hall stretched in both directions endlessly, its walls carved with symbols older than creation itself, glowing faintly like embers refusing to die.Axl rolled his shoulders, releasing a tight breath. “If that was the second trial,” he muttered, “I’m scared to ask what comes next.”Nova wiped a sheen of sweat from her temple. “Trials aren’t meant to destroy you,” she murmured. “They’re meant to strip you down until only the truth remains.”Cyrus tapped his staff lightly against the ground. “Comforting. Very.”Only Kingston’s gaze stayed steady on Legacy. “You’re different.”Legacy paused, startled by the simplicity of the observation.But it was true.Something inside her had shifted not cracked, not broken, but realigned. Her chest felt lighter, though the weight of destiny still pr
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Chapter: CHAPTER 115: THE FRACTURE OF SORROWS THE FRACTURE OF SORROWSThe first strike came with no warning, no breath, no pause only a blur of darkness that cracked through the Spirit Realm like a shockwave. Legacy barely lifted her arm before her shadow-self appeared in front of her, eyes burning with grief so raw it almost felt alive. The force of impact slammed Legacy backward, skidding across the shimmering ground until her back hit the crystalline trunk of a spirit-tree.Pain lanced through her ribs, but she forced herself to push upright. Her shadow-double stood only a few paces away, head tilted, expression twisted into a wounded smile.“You’re slow,” the reflection murmured softly. “You used to move faster before the weight grew too heavy.”Legacy gritted her teeth, forcing steady breath. “You’re not real.”The reflection stepped closer, its aura rippling like fractured moonlight. “I’m every piece of you that you pretend doesn’t exist. Every ache. Every loss you hide. Every fear you bury so no one else can see how damag
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Chapter: CHAPTER 114: SHADOWS BENEATH THE STARSSHADOWS BENEATH THE STARSThe world beyond the Origin Hall greeted them with a breath so cold it felt like it had never belonged to any living realm. The corridor stretched endlessly in both directions, carved from material neither stone nor metal but something older something that hummed with dormant, ancient intention. Legacy stepped through first, the soft glow of the Origin Core fading behind her as its cosmic doors closed with a quiet, final whisper. The sound echoed like destiny sealing one chapter and opening another.The air here tasted different thin, sharp, carrying threads of starlight woven into every shallow gust. Axl, stepping out behind her, exhaled with a low whistle. “This place is… not part of our world,” he murmured. Fire flickered across his knuckles on instinct. He wasn’t wrong. Nothing here resembled the lands they knew. The corridor wasn’t even straight—it curved subtly, as if following the arc of some celestial body. Walls pulsed with faint silver arteries, lik
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO:WHEN MEN BECOME BANNERSDawn did not break cleanly.It crept over the plains outside the capital like a reluctant witness, pale light spreading across frost-stiff grass and the dark silhouettes of men who had not slept. The city walls loomed behind Su Yu, their stone faces cold and unblinking, banners hanging motionless in the still air. Ahead stretched the wide imperial causeway and beyond it, the waiting legions.They stood in disciplined ranks, tens of thousands strong, armor catching the early light like a field of muted fire. No battle standards were raised. No war horns sounded. This was not an invasion.It was a demand.Su Yu walked forward alone.No guards flanked him. No generals followed. He wore neither ceremonial armor nor the full regalia of command only a dark battle coat, his sword at his side, and the Crown resting openly on his brow.That alone sent a murmur through the legions.Men shifted. Officers straightened. Veterans who had faced death without blinking now felt something tighten in th
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE: THE PRICE OF COMMAND THE PRICE OF COMMANDNight returned to the capital like a creditor come to collect.It did not arrive with thunder or fire, but with quiet too quiet. The kind of silence that pressed against the ears and made men uneasy in their beds. Lanterns burned lower than usual. Guards shifted more often at their posts. Even the river beyond the western wall flowed slower, as if it too sensed that the city stood on the edge of something irrevocable.Su Yu had not slept.He stood in the Hall of Ancestral Blades, a place few entered anymore. The long chamber was lined with weapons once wielded by the founders of the Empire swords, spears, halberds, each mounted beneath stone tablets etched with names and victories. The air smelled of old metal and incense long burned out. It was said that every general who ruled the Empire in times of true crisis eventually came here alone.Su Yu rested his hand on the hilt of his sword and looked down the hall, feeling the Crown pulse faintly, as if responding t
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY — WHEN LOYALTY BLEEDSDawn did not come gently to the capital.It clawed its way through smoke and ash, pale light catching on shattered jade tiles and streaks of dried blood that no servant dared to clean yet. The palace still breathed chaos. Even after Lady Yue’s sudden withdrawal, no one believed the danger had passed. If anything, the silence that followed was worse than the battle itself thick, waiting, heavy with threats not yet spoken.Su Yu stood at the edge of the inner battlements, looking down at the courtyards where bodies were being carried away under the watch of grim-faced guards. His armor was still stained. He hadn’t changed. He hadn’t slept. The Crown rested on his brow like a living thing, its presence sharper than usual, as if it too sensed that the Empire had crossed a line from which it could never retreat.Behind him, the Emperor sat wrapped in a heavy cloak, attended by two physicians and a ring of elite guards. His face looked older than it had days ago, the strain of betrayal weig
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Chapter: CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: THE HAND BEHIND THE SHADOWSTHE HAND BEHIND THE SHADOWSThe night pressed heavy over the imperial capital, a darkness so thick it felt alive. Wind scraped through the palace courtyards like claws on stone, carrying the restless tension that had been growing since the northern borders erupted in flames and Su Yu’s enemies within the court began moving like serpents freed from their cages. Every corner of the Empire felt ready to crack.Inside the Fortress Hall, Su Yu stood alone at the center of the war map no lantern flames, no scribes, no aides. Only him, the shifting shadows, and the silent weight of a truth he had known was coming but hoped would wait a little longer. The enemy was no longer at the borders. They were inside the capital, spreading through the palace like poison.He drew a slow breath, steady but sharp, as he studied the newest intelligence reports. The Shadow Sect had re-emergedno longer rumors, no longer hidden whispers. The crest Linxue found on the dead assassin three nights ago confirmed e
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Chapter: CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT : THE WHISPERS THAT COMMAND ARMIESTHE WHISPERS THAT COMMAND ARMIESThe night over Jinyun Ridge was black enough to swallow breath, thought, and certainty. Even the moon hid itself, as if the heavens feared what Su Yu was about to do. The general stood at the highest point of the ridge, boots sunk into cold soil, cape dragging lightly behind him like a shadow with its own intent. Below him, the enemy camp flickered with thousands of torches restless, shifting, unknowingly waiting for him.But it was not the sight of the enemy that made Su Yu’s jaw set hard.It was the voice behind him.“You move as though the mountain itself is following your steps,” Princess Meiyu whispered, approaching with the elegance of a blade drawn slowly from its sheath. “But even mountains crumble when pushed from beneath.”Su Yu didn’t turn. “If you’re here to deliver a warning, your timing is late. Huailing’s traitors are already two steps ahead.”“Not warning,” she corrected gently. “Correction.”Her words were too calm, too measured too mu
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Chapter: CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN :THE NIGHT THE GODS WATCHED THE NIGHT THE GODS WATCHEDThe second wave hit the capital with the force of a collapsing mountain.The first tremor came as a deep vibration under the stone, a warning so ancient and primal that even the birds hidden in the scorched rooftops stopped moving. The torches flickered wildly, flames bending toward the north as though bowing to something massive and unseen. Soldiers gripping their shields felt the metal hum like tuning forks. And across the courtyard, where Su Yu stood anchored like the last pillar holding the empire upright, the Crown pulsed so violently he felt it in his teeth.The Shadow Sovereign had not moved from the ridge where he stood. He raised the Oracle Spear slowly, almost ceremonially, its elongated shadow stretching unnaturally long across the battlefield. The sky thickened with dark clouds, swirling inward like a vortex. The sound that followed was neither thunder nor wind it was a roar, something alive, something ancient, something wrong.Lin Xue’s eyes na
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HOW MY FATHER BECAME A WEREWOLF (THE UNKNOWN IS HIS FATHER)
In a small town where secrets run deeper than the forest, life changes forever for Aiden, a young man who uncovers a shocking family truth: his father, long thought ordinary, hides a supernatural legacy. When an ancient curse resurfaces, Aiden’s father is transformed into a werewolf, unraveling a past filled with betrayal, forbidden love, and long-buried secrets.
Caught between protecting his father and discovering the mysterious identity of his grandfather—whose life choices haunt them all—Aiden navigates a world of danger, love, and loyalty. Along the way, he discovers the meaning of family, the weight of choices, and what it truly means to be loved, even when the people you trust most are capable of unforgivable acts.
With humor, heartache, and romance entwined with thrilling action, this story asks: Can love survive when the line between human and beast blurs?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 42: THE PRICE OF RETURNRowan woke screaming.The sound tore out of him like his soul was being ripped back into his body by force, sharp and raw and animal. His lungs burned as air flooded them too fast, too cold, as if he had been drowning in moonlight and darkness both. His back arched off the ground, fingers clawing at the earth, every nerve ending on fire.He was alive.But something was wrong.The moon above the forest was gone.Not hidden by clouds. Not eclipsed.Gone.The sky was a wound of darkness, stars dim and trembling like they feared being next.Lucian staggered backward, staring upward, horror finally breaking through his composure. “No she wouldn’t.”Rowan rolled onto his side, gasping, his body shaking violently. The bond his bond with Aria was still there. He could feel it like a distant heartbeat, faint but undeniable.She was alive.But impossibly far away.“Aria,” he rasped, trying to push himself up. Pain exploded through his spine, dropping him back to the ground with a strangled groa
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Chapter: CHAPTER 41 — BLOOD UNDER THE MOONThe night refused to move forward.The forest stood frozen, branches bowed low beneath the weight of a moon that burned too brightly, too close, as if watching. Aria knelt in the torn earth, Rowan’s body cradled against her chest, his weight familiar and unbearable all at once. His scent was still him pine, iron, and moon but something vital was missing, something that made the silence around him scream.“Rowan,” she whispered again, her voice hoarse, broken raw. She pressed her forehead to his. Cold.Her hands shook as she searched his chest, as if she could will his heart to start again by touch alone. Nothing. No rise. No breath. The bond between them newly sealed, violently forged throbbed inside her like a wound that refused to close.She could feel him.But he wasn’t there.Around them, the forest began to stir.Low sounds echoed through the trees bones shifting, dirt collapsing inward, claws scraping against stone. The Graveborn were rising again, drawn not by command this time
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Chapter: CHAPTER 40: THE WOLF THAT FORGOT HER NAMETHE WOLF THAT FORGOT HER NAMERowan lunged.Not the Rowan she knew. Not the Alpha who held her as if she were the last breath in his lungs. Not the man who kissed her like he was praying.This Rowan was made of moonfire and ruin, a creature sculpted for killing. His wings ethereal, silver, and burning with ancient runes ripped the air as he launched forward with a speed that cracked the ground beneath him.Aria barely dodged.He slammed past her, skidding through the dirt and leaving a burning trail as his claws dug trenches into the earth. When he turned, the night shook with the force of his snarl.Her heart shattered.“Rowan,” she whispered, stepping back but refusing to run. “It’s me.”He didn’t blink.Didn’t hesitate.He charged again.She dodged only at the last second, flipping backward as his claws tore through the space where her chest had been a heartbeat earlier. The force of his attack uprooted a tree behind her, splintering it in half.Aria swallowed hard.This wasn’t lik
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Chapter: CHAPTER 39: THE KING WHO SHOULD NEVER RISETHE KING WHO SHOULD NEVER RISEThe ground trembled beneath Aria’s paws not from the Graveborn bowing, not from Lucian’s overwhelming presence, but from Rowan.His body convulsed violently where he had fallen, limbs twisting, bones cracking in sickening rhythm. Aria stumbled toward him, still in her blazing Moonborn form, but Lucian’s arm shot out lazily, blocking her path with a wall of shimmering force.“Touch him now,” Lucian said quietly, “and you may kill him.”Aria snarled, her glow flaring, but Lucian didn’t budge. His eyes never left Rowan’s trembling form.“You see?” Lucian said. “The Moonbond between you, the one he tried so hard to deny, has awakened. And now it’s consuming him.”Rowan’s back arched violently, his scream ripping through the clearing human, wolf, and something else layered beneath. His skin glowed faintly at first, then brighter, crawling upward like liquid gold veining through his blood.“No,” Aria cried. Her voice cracked, sounding more dragon than wolf. “R
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Chapter: CHAPTER 38 : THE WOLVES WHO BLEED FOR THE MOON THE WOLVES WHO BLEED FOR THE MOONThe world split open with teeth.Aria hit the ground mid-shift, her wolf bursting out of her in a blast of gold-white moonfire. Her paws skidded through torn earth as the forest erupted into a battlefield living wolves against the dead.Her pack slammed into the Graveborn with raw fury. Snarls, claws, bone snapping, the wet sound of flesh tearing. Rowan, now in wolf form, met the charge head-on, striking like a bolt of midnight lightning. His jaws latched onto the throat of a Graveborn beta, ripping through dead sinew that refused to bleed.The creature didn’t fall.It just turned its head, white eyes glowing, and lunged again.Aria saw it too late.Golden rage exploded inside her. She launched herself at the corpse-wolf, slamming into it with enough force to crack the ground beneath them. Her claws burned bright as she tore through its spine this time releasing a burst of moonfire that reduced it to ash.Her power hit the battlefield like a shockwa
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Chapter: CHAPTER 37: THE MOON THAT DEMANDS BLOOD THE MOON THAT DEMANDS BLOODThe night had teeth.Aria felt it the moment she stepped out of the ruined hall, Rowan close behind her, his scent sharp with fury and something darker fear wrapped in the pride he never let slip. The wind carried the metallic tang of blood and the heavy breath of something hunting them. Something old. Something awakened.The Moon.Not the gentle silver disc that once guided her shifts. No this was the Blood Moon rising early, forcing its crimson haze across the trees as if tearing the sky open just to watch her bleed.“Don’t look at it too long,” Rowan warned, voice low, almost a growl. “It pulls stronger on you than the rest of us.”She knew he was right. Ever since the night she’d absorbed Lucian’s moon-bond, the lunar pull clawed harder at her veins. Her wolf surged beneath her skin now, restless, pacing, snarling, wanting out.Not yet, she told it.Her wolf didn’t answer but it listened.For now.Rowan caught her wrist, pulling her behind a fallen tre
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