روايات وقصص ضمن A Sinful War With The Rebel Heir Book 1

he stopped doing a neck slit motion with his hand " or much worse insane." "Shut the fuck up!" I growled. " I haven't given up hope yet" "Oh, well, I wish you luck. Be careful though, they say Malcolm is deadly. The reincarnate of the devil. Even your first order witch girlfriend is no match for him." First order? What did he mean by that? Mollie was still a second order. " First order? Mollie? " "Ohh, you haven't heard." "No. And Mollie is not my girlfriend."

Feeling a dull ache on my neck, I touched it and I saw blood, she sliced my skin and I didn't even know, "Impossible," she mumbled, "What is it?" The man stood from the throne, "She is the daughter of Frederick Hall and Emelia Saunders... She is the heir to the Northern pack... She will lead them... To victory," she mumbled the two last words so our we could hear, "Throw her the dungeon!" The man yelled, "We will break her and turned her into our element if surprise."

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At the same time, a strange man walked out of the mansion and then with an indifferent voice said, “Woman, go away and take your kids with you unless..” “Unless what? Do you even know whose kids I have with me?” I asked and he raised his brows. “They belong to the Alpha and I have proof!” My voice came out stronger than I thought it would. Austin's behavior must have ignited some kind of courage in me. Later, I found out the man was named Marcos, and he was the head warrior. His position sounded strange in my ears, and I had lots of questions. My father was the head warrior which made me the next in line since government in the woodlife was a hierarchy. Since I wasn't around one of my extend

One legacy, now split by fate and blood. Callen leaned against the wall, quiet, eyes darting between the two newborns. The healer exhaled. “Two Alpha heirs. On the same night. Under the same moon.” Outside, the howls faded. The storm was over. But the real war was only just beginning

I whisper hoarsely, Fenir rises violently, mine ,mine,mine. The bond wasn’t new, it was stolen buried amd destroyed And now it's awake and filled with anger and despair, something so sacred that was desecrated. I stagger to my feet as my bones tremble under pressure of the shift. My eyes blaze gold. And before I can't control it, the sound tears out a howl, raw and agonizing. A howl of war, the sound explodes through the dormitory, and glass shatters all around. Windows crack and burst outward as the force vibrates through the wall.

I said in reassurance. She nodded against me. “Good. Because I’m not losing you either.” We stayed like that for a while, letting the intimacy settle es between us. Eventually, reality forced its way back in. I sat up, helping her with her shirt before pulling on my own. “We don’t have much time,” I said. “Vex stole that shipment to start a war. He wants to crush the Revenants completely and come out looking like the hero and Dahlia is feeding him intel and cutting deals with the cartel. If we don’t move fast, this will consumes everything.”

he said calmly, but there was an edge in his tone that made my skin prickle. Adrian shifted slightly in his seat, his fake smile twisting into something colder. I met his eyes for a brief second and felt a shiver. Amanda's hand brushed against his as she whispered something, her expression sharp, almost smug. The conversation turned tense quickly. Alessandro's father outlined rules, expectations, and stakes—each word a reminder that loyalty could be bought, betrayal punished. And I could see the storm building in Alessandro's eyes, the same storm I'd glimpsed when he had confronted that man at his company.

“Which means the next attack won’t miss.” The hooded Alpha leaned back slowly. “And the woman?” Darian’s voice was calm. “She’ll die.” “And the child?” A flicker of something dangerous crossed the hunter’s eyes. “Especially the child.” The fire popped loudly in the silence that followed. Because somewhere between the politics, betrayal, and blood… A war for the unborn heir had already begun.

"I'll be fine, Alexander. I've been planning my revenge for three years. I'm not going to die before I see it through." "Is that all this is? Revenge?" "What else would it be?" I didn't have an answer for that either. She touched my arm briefly. "If I get your father back, you owe me something." "Name it." "The truth. All of it. Everything you remember from the other timeline, no matter how ugly." Her eyes were hard. "Deal?" "Deal." She walked away, and I watched her go, this woman I'd apparently destroyed once and was now trusting with my father's life.