Chaos Heir Novels & Stories

The blame was on his biological father and mother, who had cheated on Sandra to make him a child who had the status of an illegitimate child like now, because he was the child of the results of his father and mother's affair, Aletta, when she worked as a secretary of his father's master, Dawn. "Ta-but for the first time in my life, I want to ask you, Aditya, to help your father. Please come back home and be the heir to our company. I need you; your father needs you, because if tomorrow you don't show up, then the company will be taken over by my younger siblings, namely your uncle, who is crazy about wealth and power." Sandra said it again and again with sobs that sounded heartbreaking. "Wha

She said as she gasped for breath “I have done to you what you did onto me with extra bonuses slut” Chaos replied flatly “Who do you even think you are?” “You should have asked that before you started to mess with my mate when I got here. But I will tell you anyway… I am Khione Dava Chaos, 3rd child to King Chaos and heir to his throne.My father is the King of Kings of the underworld and the lord of Lords of all darkness that exists in this realm and the other.

said a voice she knew too well. Alicia stood and watched the astral projection of her father enter the room. He wore the red and gold robes of chaos, beneath his cowl only the red of his eyes could be seen. He paced slowly in front of her, each second that passed made her anxious. Was he here to judge her? To laugh in her face and tell her that she had already lost? Or was he here because she was the heir apparent to the throne of chaos and he needed a proper successor. At least that's what he told her the day the war began, that only she could take his place as the demigoddess of chaos. Although the Collective would never allow such a thing to come to pass. The Gods wanted her dead for kill

I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at. "I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him". "Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard. "You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.

“Why?” A wry line carves itself on her face. “Children tend to vanish when they venture too far from home. I would hate for any of you to end up like the lost heirs,” she says, and I think she meant it as a joke because her dreary eyes shine with dark humour, but I also think it was a sincere warning. “The lost… heirs?” I repeat questioningly, hopefully a worthy prompt for an elucidation. A ghoulish glint sparks in Hilda’s dull eyes. “The lost heirs; twins that braved into the woods. Rumours speculate that it was to visit their favourite spot by the lake which they visited religiously, but one day… they never returned.”

"The heir is not for you to claim." The battlefield froze, alliances shattering further. Selene's face twisted in shock. "Impossible... the seals held you!" And in that chaos, as the elders clashed with everyone, the heir inside me pulsed with a final, terrifying surge, whispering in my mind, "Mother... release me."

“The rumours have been going round that Rogers heir would not be able to rule over us,” “He tried to force the elders to tell him why and they all said,” “He's not true blood. His heir isn't an original bloodline of our pack. A royal bloodline,” I gasped with my hands over my mouth. “Yes. And we know about the drought curse if a royal less blood sits on the throne,” Stacy replied. “It's happening already. Rogers isn't from Royal bloodline nor is Stella. They are both bringing us to the darkest times,” “It's more complicated than I thought,” I said to myself.

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.

Around her, her companions overcame their own echoes, their resolve bolstered by her victory. But the Weaver’s voice returned, colder now. “You’ve passed the first test. But the chaos stirs. Find its heart, or it will unravel all worlds.” The platform shuddered, and a new path appeared, leading into the void. At its end, a massive structure loomed—a twisted parody of the nexus, its core pulsing with violet light. Jessica’s spark flared, and she knew: the heart of the chaos lay there. “We end this,” she said, meeting her companions’ gazes. They nodded, their bond stronger than ever.

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