Death Is The True Heiress's Shadow Novels & Stories

Vincelli made a sickening chuckle and I felt lightheaded thinking about that, “Ana- Maria's dead? She killed her sister?" "Oh the things that girl would do for me." He sighed in awe. “I know what this is, you enjoy it, don't you? Turning people against each other, families, killing lovers, causing pain to others, to children- you have a God-complex agenda. You live for it." "You know, I always admired you, Archer Devereux, you and that Sinister Salvatore. I just love the scenario." “Beep Beep Beep. Guys." Moe's voice suddenly echoed, "We're in the basement right now and we just found Miss Violet Proca and Vitaly Orlov's body dumped down here."

My father's face darkened instantly. "Chester! Who said you're the heir to the Rodney family?! Who gave you the right to speak to Eliza that way?! Alicia may have been the heiress before, but from now on, Eliza is too! Don't forget why you were even allowed into this family in the first place!" In my last life, Chester inherited the Rodney family empire, but only because my parents died in a so-called "accident." Now, as I watched him lower his head while clenching his fists, a cold shiver climbed up my spine.

She studies him like a weapon deciding whether a target is worth the bullet. “If I expose this,” she says, “your entire structure collapses.” “Yes.” “If I kill you,” she adds calmly, “the truth dies with you.” “Yes.” “And if I keep you alive?” Shepherd inclines his head. “Then you decide what survives.” She turns away, staring out at the city. “I was never meant to come back,” she says. “No,” Shepherd agrees. “You were meant to be reclaimed.” She looks over her shoulder. “You failed.” “Yes.”

Which is the plan. I lean close to whisper in his ear “come to the first room on the right in the third wing after thirty minutes” I place a small kiss under his ear to drive the point home and when I finally pull back he smirks downing the entire glass in one go. I stand up my knees shaking from knowing what he truly thinks about me. Knowing what we had was never real, that it was for his ascent to success only. Knowing what I’ve done to him. Knowing what will happen between Shane Ryder and Clare Haistings.

With a face full of grief, I swung the club in a wide arc and brought it down on Violet's calf with brutal force. "He's a fake heir, and you're the real daughter! You'd betray your own parents for some outsider? You've been possessed by a demon!" I kept swinging, shouting my heartbreak with every strike. "Vi, we share the same blood—hurting you hurts me too! But for this family, for the Sanders name, I'm taking care of this villain today! I have to wake you up! A family that stands together thrives! We have to cut out the cancer!"

The Blood Moon Festival had finally arrived. Moonlit Haven was alive with drums, banners, and celebration. Silver fabric swayed from every tower. Excited whispers filled the air — today, the future of the kingdom would be revealed. Today the true heir would shift under the Blood Moon and destiny would choose her mate. But none of them knew the truth. They didn’t know the princess they welcomed with cheers… …had died once before. Aurelia stepped down from the carriage, Lucien’s presence a quiet shield at her side. ShadowFang warriors melted into formation around them — dark protectors disguised as escorts. Though Aurelia held her head high, her heart pounded with the weight of her past life p

"But you are supposed to be dead. Liora killed you. We have your heart. How are you even standing here right now?" "Did you really think that taking my physical heart would be enough to kill me permanently?" Erezhul asked, and there was almost amusement in his voice. "I am a Shadow God. Death works differently for beings like me. You took my heart, yes. But you forgot that shadows do not need hearts to survive." "So all of this was for nothing?" Lynn asked, and she sounded completely broken now. "Everything we planned, everything we did, it was all pointless?" "Not completely pointless," Erezhul said. "You did succeed in showing that senseless dying wolf who her true enemies were."

Her smile was slow, ancient, and cruelly calm. “I am what remains,” she said. “What Selene cast out when she chose peace. The part of her that refused to die.” Kimberly’s breath caught. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” The woman stepped closer. “I am the shadow of her mercy. I am the unspoken truth of the Heart.” Her gaze softened, almost pitying. “And I am awake.” The room trembled. The moonlight outside split into gold and black. Before Kimberly could summon a spell, the woman vanished, leaving behind only the faint scent of ash and roses.

Corentin continued with an annoying smirk evident on his face. “Hand over Juno Genovese and I'll give you the information you so badly want on Lucas’s death?” Corentin finished with a look of pride on his face. Wait...Me? I was the terms of his deal?

"Did you come here to finish the job?" Seven looked at her, then at the screens. "The Sterlings are dead, Maya. My contract is void. But the world is dying, and I... I can't let him do it." "Who?" "Silas Blackwood," Seven said. "He didn't die on the Island. He’s been in the 'Void' the whole time. He’s the one who force-grown the shadow-child. He’s calling her 'The Heiress.' And right now, he’s using the mag-lev system to bring a 'containment unit' here to pick you up."