Fanfiction Inheritance Cycle Novels & Stories

Earnestine asked. “I'm not sure. Immortality was inherited from your father. After Sabrina told me everything about the family, I figured that they must have inherited perpetuity.” “Does that mean I'm an immortal too?” Earnestine asked. “I don't think so, his witch side is dominant and immortality recessive. I think two of his daughters are immortal.” “What if it's you?” Sabrina said folding her arms. “It can't be. There is no hope for Janeka if it is true.” Earnestine said.

"There's no other way." "What do you mean? She's just a kid; she doesn't have that kind of power." "Actually, she does in this case. Even though she doesn't inherit for another few months on her eighteenth birthday, the estate is under her grandmother's care. It'll only take a word from her to make it happen." "But you're Gia's father; surely you have the right." "Not in this. Adrienne's inheritance is passed down through the women in her family; husbands have nothing to do with it. I'm sure I don't know how to undo a couple of centuries-old tradition that has been in good standing for generations."

Amelia says as she takes a seat on her porch. My mind is in a frenzy, and I hold my hands up. "Wait. So my mark healed like that because I am already immortal," I ask, and Amelia nods. She gives me a sad look before patting the seat next to her. I abide her request and sit down. "When you reach the age of twenty-five, your body will freeze. You will never age again. Your hair and nails grow as they always have, but nothing else will change. While this might seem like a curse to you...to our family, it was a gift. It was a gift given to my mates for their losses and their win against Lord Stefan. My great grandmother blessed their line of descendants so they will never have to say goodbye to

"Look around you. Not one Galloway woman has lived to see her fiftieth birthday, and not a one has found lasting love. Three centuries with no sons. Flip that over to the Meaths, and you have the same pattern. Celeste was one of the most powerful witches the world has known. She was of the original line granted powers. Through the generations, her kin has inherited pieces of her gift, but never all." She strode forward, getting in Kaida's face. "We are the first to be born of the three she spoke of. The Meaths have their three. And it's been three hundred years since the spell was cast. Notice the pattern? Three is of importance in our world. We are it, sister. We are the ones chosen to end

However, it was different to add the word inheritance in front of the cultivation method and magic. The so-called inheritance was created by a certain sect or family, and it was passed down from generation to generation after time. Not only was it strong, but it also had to experience the test of time. One had to know that in the long river of history, there were countless cultivation methods and magics, including magical powers, which had splashed waves that made people feel amazing. But then, there was nothing left. This kind of cultivation method, magic, or magical power were all powerful, but they had some disadvantages, so they could not be passed down.

“You are mates. Both of you. The spell I cast, Liza already figured out, made the bond only detectable near blood relatives with the same DNA. I did this so if the mates were ever separated, the other would feel the echo through family. The council planned to steal my children before they were even conceived.” She swallowed. “This spell was supposed to birth the first true second-chance system… so no wolf would ever be left mate-less. But it can’t complete unless you find your twin, Liza. If you don’t the curse stays. Forever. Your children will inherit it. Their closest friends will inherit it. The suffering repeats until the bloodlines die out or the curse is shattered.” My knees nearly bu

“For now.” Narrowing my eyes, I wonder how much he actually knows about my bloodline. After all, there’s no guarantee the child will inherit the gene, and that’s assuming it’s another girl. The magic is only passed from mother to daughter. Still, telling him that can’t help me: either he’ll decide to kill me now despite his filthy fantasies, or decide to indulge them for the few months he can before killing me.

They love each other that much I do know. With our kids growing up and moving forward with their own lives, the natural progression would be retirement or taking more time for ourselves. The truth is, Zane has a lot to set up with our family legacy and bloodline within the coven. We will stick around for a long time before we pass on, and even then, I’m not sure we are simply passing on. I think Death plans on co-running the underworld with Zane. I don’t know if Death will ever let us give up our immortality. So Zane and I don’t follow the normal progression like regular couples do.

“This curse does not end with you. And without my help, it will not end with the next generation, nor the generation after that. In fact, when your eldest son mates, and they bare their own child to the world, she will be of your blood. And she will awaken the demon of darkness and what is left of the Walkers will cease to exist. “Then after, your first great grandchild of another branch, will be extinguished before even being given a chance of life. And so, the cycle will continue, along with countless other lives being taken, and dragged to the underworld. All because Tenebris will be unleashed on humanity. And there will be no one left with the ability to send him back to where he came.”

Whiles she sailed through her vindictive walk of thoughts he also had his; based on her nudity. They were two eternally fated lives in a recursive cycle of love and hate affair, stringed along an unimaginable orchestration of the goddesses in a reverse motion to propel happy ever after only if successful. NEHENDA and Marlon were bound by Fate for all lifetimes with an unresolved enmity of manipulated misunderstanding carried on from the past in their present life cycle which without resolution would never find love.