LEGACY
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Oh, how have the times have changed. The Jackson's legacy continues to grow and strive as the 2nd generation begins to take over. Will it be as triumphant? As many know about the world's most famous successful couple. Beyoncé and Michael Jackson created the "perfect family" bearing 4 beautiful children as Hollywood labeled them as the "Black Royal Family". The children parents paved the way for their future making them already resemble their success. "That's a lot of brown children on your Forbes list." -Beyoncé Jackson As the children grow older following their own paths many family secrets that were suppose to be hidden come their way stalling them in wanting to find their own identity and not just labeled as a "Jackson". Will this cause the Legacy that the Jacksons built to fall? Or will the truth be set free? This is Legacy.
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This is its own book! You can ready the Bambi series for a back story but this can be read alone! "Kyrie! I'm home baby I'm sorry for missing your play! I heard it was really good and I had Ms.Rain record for me" I laugh to myself and put the bags I got away. "Kyrie?!" I yell and he didn't answer. I got done with everything I was doing and went to our room seeing him sleep in our bed peacefully. There was a note beside him and I read it feeling my heart get torn reading how he waited for me to come home. "I'm sorry baby" I whispered and kissed his soft cheek. Something dropped in the kitchen and I jumped getting startled by the sound but also panic at the fact it's only Kyrie and I here. "What the fuck?" I mumbled under my breath and grabbed my pistol from my locked draw. I stepped out the room locking the door from the inside just in case and started walking down the hall with my gun up. My foot steps where light trying not to make any noises for whoever could be in here, I made it to the end of the hall and took a deep breath before popping out from my spot ready to shoot but nobody appeared, everything was normal causing my body and mind to instantly relax. "Oh thank god" I rub my head and laugh to myself. I shook my head feeling silly walking into the living room seeing the view of New York buildings and sky scrapers through the big window feeling content with everything. I let out a deep breath and once I relaxed getting enough of looking outside I turned around and jumped, frozen in my spot not moving a limb terrified seeing a figure standing in front of me with a strong scent of weed and cologne putting their hand to my jaw dragging their cold thick thumb across my bottom lip before smirking getting closer to my face feeling their breath in my face. "Daddy's home..."

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