From Outcast To Overlord: The Unyielding Heir Novels & Stories

Chloe's fingers stroked that firm jaw with bewitching tenderness, "...you were created to hold me at the end of our bloodshed. You are my true crown. Cheap, unarmed men like them do not deserve to die at the hands of a War Lord like you." This absolute sentence warmed the male ego left in the Wolf's ancient mind. Erotic laughter spilled from Alexander's mouth before his kisses fell greedily on Chloe's red lips which had said that charming sentence. The Alpha King fondles his true mate with brutality and merciless tenderness when the sky breaks the dawn of victory, where passion swallows them in the most cruel and intoxicating couple goals hegemony in the universe. Two days later. Oswald's gr

"I'll come back. We'll figure this out. We'll find a way." The Rites of Passage weren't optional—not for a Stonehaven heir. Every alpha-blooded son had to complete the three-month isolation in the northern territories before they could claim their place in the pack hierarchy. It was tradition, ritual, law. Alec had known it was coming since he was old enough to understand what his last name meant. But knowing didn't make it easier. He'd spent weeks trying to find a way around it, some loophole that would let him stay, but his father had made it clear: refuse the Rites, and he'd forfeit his claim to everything—his inheritance, his position, his voice in the Council. He'd become nothing. And i

Victor sighed, “Aria, you are a Valen, Sebastian’s only heir; it doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not. You have to take your father’s place to save the company. The weight of his words pressed down on my chest. “So what happens when I take over? Surely, that’s not the only thing that’s going to save the company. Fifteen percent is a big loss.” Victor let out a wry smile. “Smart girl. You are truly your father’s daughter.” He smiled proudly. I frowned, waiting for his response.

“And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.” What did he just say? I’ll be living in this unknown place starting today? And the heir of the Ambroise family? I disagree. I can’t just leave my comfort zone just like that. You can’t just leave me this responsibility. “I don’t agree with this,” I argued with my father, but he didn’t care. “You have to listen to me this time,” my father calmly told me, which took me back. His eyes were begging as if there wasn’t tomorrow. “It’s for your protection. Please listen to my selfish request.”

Only their measures had grown extreme. Keira’s voice filled his head again, her accusation of him not wanting to have everything he had believed burnt down. At the moment he felt far from collected. But he was contented with her feeling that way. He had an empire to uphold. Her father had tried to break that empire once, but they had built from it. That was the truth he knew and now it was being tested. He pulled open the drawer, his hand danced on the edge of it for a split second before taking out the envelope.

The sight of Cassian being blasted backward shocked everyone once again. Representatives from every faction stood frozen with their mouths hanging open, their faces filled with disbelief and growing fear. Cassian was the Lowery family's appointed heir, a divine-realm expert who possessed the Overlord Physique bloodline. Among the ancient martial families, he was regarded as a top prodigy. Despite having all those advantages, Ashton had still sent him flying with a single punch. Earlier, Cassian had stood like a white-robed war god and declared that he would crush Ashton and grind him into dust. But now, the result had slapped him across the face and left the Lowery family and all of Cassian'

The pull inside my chest had intensified, no longer vague, no longer distant. He was not just watching. He was preparing. And worse than that, I knew with chilling certainty— He knew exactly who I was. The forest shifted softly around us, indifferent to the weight settling in my chest. The path ahead had changed, even if the destination had not. This was no longer about Rowan’s remnants. This was about inheritance. And somewhere beyond the trees, the Heir was laying claim. Not with war. But with patience.

My voice trembles. I stop. Take another breath. Try again. "I, Rowan, relinquish all ties to my Alpha and the pack he leads." The air around me suddenly grows heavy. The inside of the car becomes unbearably hot. "I release every bond willingly given..." Heat floods every inch of my body. "...and from this moment forward..." A sharp pain blooms beneath my breastbone. "...I claim rogue status." The pain explodes. It feels as though invisible claws sink into my chest before violently ripping something free.

With great power comes great responsibility son and I fear that I might be making a big mistake leaving everything to you. You're better than this son, I've seen you do better. Anyway, the first step to proving you're accountable and competent enough to be given your inheritance is by finding yourself a wife or else, your brother, Spencer would have to be the heir." "But that's not fair at all!" I yelled, hitting the table once more. "And Spencer, is not my damn brother!" I added, seething in anger. Suddenly it was like I was out of air, I couldn't breathe, I had to get out of here.

Doctor Hale laughed again, shaking his head, and said, "And who is going to stop me from doing that?" Subconsciously, Ethan looked back at the officers, but they all averted their eyes, their shoulders slumped, clearly not wanting to fight against a powerful man like his father. "Don't worry. This will be over soon." Doctor Hale grinned, looking smugly at Ethan. *****