Chaos Heir Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

Immediately, his face turned dark. “I don’t need you to remind me!” His facial muscles contorted in anger. Seeing Kyle was wavering, Antonette continued to exert herself. “Kyle, if you want to make something better in your life, I can give you a hand, as long as you help me to prove my identity. I guarantee I’ll support you to contend with Brian for the position of heir to the William throne. “Enough with this, it’s all empty promises.” Kyle slowly turned around. Only indifference was left on his face.

Miles muttered before he flipped to another page. "Vampirar is vampire." I put away the heavy drapes. Bright and blinding rays of the sun penetrated my skin, leaving a somewhat stinging sensation. I stepped away from the windows and grabbed clean clothes, opting for a casual dress and light leather boots. The weather seemed fine, and in case his family invited us to while the day away with more outdoor activities, at least I'd be comfortable. "What's 'dhampirica'?" "Half-vampire, half-human offspring," Miles said flatly.

This chain was a sign of inheritance. This belonged to Megara's mother and was later passed on to Megara but since Megara had no child she left it behind for her disciples. According to Zale, Megara's main Heir was Helice since she was from the Scarlet Blossom clan but ever since Luna arrived...she watched the little one as well. Since the little one had a strong spiritual core in case she possessed no magic the technique would be passed on to her.

a frown overtook his face, “Until now.” “Wha....what do you mean?” Taking a step back, I stared at him before averting my gaze to Elliot, who still remained seated in the same position. “I’ve been hunting the man that claims to be your uncle the entire two years that I’ve been here in this realm," he paused, raking a hand through his inky hair, "Hell, even before that. Cassius is a dangerous warlock-demon hybrid,” Chaos explained, and for the first time, Elliot’s head snapped up, “Is that the “reasons” you had?”

Arthur snapped out of his shock. The mask of sweetness and obedience he'd worked so hard to maintain cracked wide open. He grabbed Claire's arm, shaking her. "Mom, this isn't real. They're lying to you—say something! Fight back! Cillian must have bribed the lab. He was afraid I'd take his place, so he faked all of this." His voice started to tremble as he spoke. "Why? I should be the Harrison heir. I should be the one...

in the sky didn't update. It "Shattered." And from the floor of the keep, the "Shadow-Heir"—the ghost of Kaelen’s "Weakness"—suddenly reappeared. But he wasn't a teenaged ghost anymore. He was a "High-End Avatar," his eyes two solid pools of "Market Liquid Gold." "The 'Re-founding' is over," the Shadow-Heir announced. "Now, let the 'Auction' begin."

She looked like a younger version of Adelaide, but her hair was a shocking, brilliant red—the color of the Vance family’s original fire. "Our aunt," Selene breathed, falling to her knees. "The one who refused the first Audit. They didn't kill her. They archived her." "She’s the Custodian," a voice echoed through the chamber. I spun around. The Shadow Heir wasn't there in the flesh, but his holographic presence was projected onto the frost-covered walls, his violet eyes larger and more terrifying than ever. "You are early, Mother," the Heir said, his voice sounding like the wind through the pines. "The Sovereign is currently being processed at the base of this mountain. He is... remarkably st

The evening had settled into the quiet Vargr preferred. He sat in the chair by the window with a glass of wine he hadn't touched, one hand resting on the arm, his eyes on the mountain line where the last of the light was leaving. The compound was running. The program was running. The working held as it would continue to hold until the heir arrived and completed what had taken 153 years to build. The heir. He was certain of it — a son, born of the original line, the last piece of what that night in the ash had set in motion. He had been patient. He could be patient a little longer.

she said, "He was my mothers’ brother so he was royalty" she said, "The elders were obliged to follow since the death of kelin your father, chaos entered the realm, his daughter ascended the throne and I was taken down in the ranks, a month later, the queen was dead and with no other heir, he took the throne although it was obvious who killed her" she said, "You could have reclaimed the throne when she died" "The elders denied me the privilege, even now they suffer the reward of the decision, the elders are no more, he killed them all" she said,