Book 2 of Trio Legacy Series: A war like none other is about to be unleashed in the realm of the gods. Many of the patron gods and goddesses have been imprisoned or killed, Selene and Hecate among them. And the Riding Hoods have been brought into the middle of it. Problem is, if the wolves can't get themselves together to team up to help their goddesses, they won't stand a chance. But with three of their top warriors, Alexander, Nathan, and Tomas, having been rejected by their mates, how can they hope to win?
View MoreHey friends!Thank you so much for reading Red Rover, the second book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.1. The next story, “Mother, May I” will be coming out the first week of November. We'll find out what happens with JoJo, Jacob, Alexander, and Hermes, as well as meeting a new trio.2. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone.3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms:a. GoodNovel:Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book a
I’ve been stuck here in the Underworld at Uncle Hades and Aunt Persphone’s palace for weeks, unable to see my mates for anything. I was so fucking stupid. Erasing their marks wasn’t even the dumbest thing that I did, though it was by far the worst thing I could have done to make them trust me. Especially Jacob. No, the dumbest thing that I did was checking in on them once they went back to the gates of Valhalla. Because Lucifer caught me as they were escaping to come to the Underworld. And now he has all of us down here together so that he can “keep his allies close.” I’ve managed to slip out a couple of times just to check on my mates, but Lucifer himself caught me last time. I’m still recovering from being thrown into the flames of the Phlegethon River. It didn’t matter that I told him that I was checking up on our enemies’ whereabouts and activities. He said that he had other’s to do that and I was to stay in line and follow his orders. I don’t know how I’m going to be
“How is it that we haven’t heard anything in two weeks? I don’t understand!” Nathan is frazzled and very much on edge. Not only is he grieving the loss of Gregory and Citra, but he hasn’t heard from Nyx at all. And not only that, we have no idea where she is. We’ve heard nothing from the evil gods or goddesses. Nothing from Lucifer. Hell, we don’t even know where Hermes is. Selene and Hecate have returned to their realms. Thor is still hanging out with Selene in her realm. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I also doubt that I have much say in how this goes. If Selene is our mother and she mates with Thor, does that make him our new daddy? Blech. I don’t even want to think about it. That’s just wrong on so many, many levels. The weird thing, though, is that we haven’t heard from Hermes either. Neither has JoJo, Alexander, and Jared. They have no idea where he is. JoJo and Alexander have said that they’ve gotten a couple of mindlinks from him sporadically h
I feel hollow. Completely gutted. Like everything has been scooped out of me. Nyx is gone. We have no idea where she could be. Nathan hasn’t been able to find her on the Astral Plane. We haven’t been able to find Hermes and we can’t get in touch with Hades or Persephone since we left Tartarus.Citra is dead. And though I didn’t know who Citra was until 22 years ago, she became as much of a sister to me as Isla, Ivy, and Indigo are. As much as Iris was. I presided over her handfasting with Michael. I’m the godmother to Caleb, her first born. I don’t remember a day going by in 22 years where we didn’t speak to each other at least once. And now she’s gone.And my mate died saving me. He literally pushed me out of Fenrir’s grasp and died to protect me. We said goodbye to him yesterday, Jamal, our children and I staying in the field until his pyre completely burned out. I have no idea how we’re going to move on from here. Jamal and I are basically living, breathing ghosts.
Bella and I have been in a fog since Gregory’s death. He was one third of our soul and now that he’s gone, it’s like there’s a great gaping hole in our lives. Our two sets of twins Freya and Finnegan and Amethyst and Axel have been trying to help us, but it’s all that they can do to keep their grief at bay. Gregory and I had been together since before the civil war started. When it was us against Mathias. About 22 years ago. We found Bella about a year and a half later when the Riding Hoods first showed up. Twenty years together. Though it might seem long, it wasn’t enough. Gregory was our bright spot in this world. He always found the silver lining. Always found something for us to smile or laugh about. Always made the day brighter just by being him. Bella and I have always been the practical ones, bogged down by our responsibilities as alpha and High Priestess. Gregory found a way to cheer us up. Brought a different perspective to our hard times. How will we find
I rush over to Bella and Jamal who have fallen to the ground sobbing. Mom looks split between going to Michael and going to Bella and Jamal. Michael was in her original pack, but Bella and Jamal have been a necessary part of our family because of my being a hybrid. They are both like family to us, though I’m definitely much closer to Bella and Jamal. As the witches seem to be gathering around us, Mom and Dad run to Michael’s side. Hawk and Jareth follow them. They are sobbing. Wordless, agony filled cries falling from their mouths, They cling to each other, not seeming to sense any of us around them. I can’t even imagine the pain that they are going through. It has to be awful. I don’t even want to know what I would do if Nyx…I can’t even think about it. The fact that I can’t even see her is killing me. And we’re not even mated. We’ve barely known each other for a few months. How awful must it be for them to have lived together for more than 20 years. To have child
I have just finished slicing through two demons when I see the giant wolf enter the field. That has to be Fenrir, the evil werewolf son of Loki. Yeah, I know my mythology. Chris went through a phase where she wanted to know everything about all the mythologies in the world. And at that point, Zak and I had already decided that he was on math and science duty, while I was on history, cultural studies, and English. Can’t beat a master bullshitter. I know exactly who he is and what he’s capable of. So when I see him heading towards Bella and Citra, I start to run across the field. Through our pack mindlink, I yell Get to Bella and Citra! I feel all the wolves look towards them, but Fenrir landed less than 20 yards from them. It would just take a few of his massive steps to make it to their side. I see Gregory and Jamal fighting their way towards Bella, Michael to Citra, but there’s no way that they’re going to be able to make it in time. But Gregory puts on a huge burst
Within seconds, wolves and gods are teleporting into the camp. The fae and other supernaturals have also contacted their rulers and we have portals opening up all over the place. The only ones that don’t show up are JoJo, Alexander, Chris, and Jacob. Hecate still hasn’t come back from bitching out Hermes, so they can’t teleport to us. “Alright everyone, circle up! We’ve got to come up with a plan NOW. What information do we have?” Mom says. Her goddess gift of strategy is really going to come in handy here. One of the Valkyries that Gondul sent comes back, streaking through the sky and directly to her leader. “Mist!” Gondul calls when she is about 20 feet away. “Where is Hrist?” “Keeping watch. The demons are pouring out of the gates. Fenrir is with them. Looks like he is leading them with a god that we do not know,” the Valkyrie, Mist, responds. “Fenrir?” Summer asks. “You mean the Norse werewolf?” Gondul’s face turns to look at us, her expression impassive. “Yes.
It’s been two hours since Nathan went to the Astral Plane. Bella stopped in to check on them after he had been there for an hour, but found the couple talking to each other in low voices and snuggling on a couch. She elected to allow Nathan to stay there for another hour. He and Bella are emerging from his tent right now. “How is she?” I ask my best friend when he gets close. It’s easy to see that he’s been crying, but just as easy to see that spending that time with his mate has helped him a lot. I want to give him a hug, but Nathan doesn’t always welcome that kind of affection when he’s this upset. “She’s hanging in as best as she can. I think that seeing someone other than her tormentors was really helpful,” he tells me. “Bro, it’s got nothing to do with seeing ‘someone’ and everything to do with seeing you,” I tell him, clapping him on the shoulder and squeezing. He actually blushes a bit, a small smile crawling over his face. “She told me that she loves me.” At t
I have no idea how many days I’ve been stuck in this cell. I’m not even sure where the cell is, though I have a pretty good guess. It’s dark, damp, cold, and smells awful. And all there is to do is talk to Hecate and Odin, who have their cells on either side of me. Odin’s liquid diet of mead has made the entire place smell like a musty crypt. Add Hecate’s incense scent to that and you can only imagine the smell that I’m having to deal with. How did I get here? Fucking Hermes. He would have worked out better as the god of chaos instead of being a messenger of the gods. Asshole. He came to me with a message that I was urgently needed on Mt. Olympus. There was a danger to all of us. We had to come up with a plan to deal with it. “What’s the danger?” I asked Hermes, wrapping a cloak of stars and night around my shoulders. “I haven’t heard of anything happening.” “If I knew, I wouldn’t be the messenger, now would I? They don’t tell me shit. Just make me go get everyone. A
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