Harry Potter Fanfiction Greek Inheritance Test 소설 & 이야기

was crystal clear under the lights. "I barely had time to go through my mother's inheritance, and you already want me to hand it over on a silver platter? Samantha, Howard, you're even more shameless than I thought." A collective uproar erupted from the crowd. How did the inheritance document turn into a gift agreement? Samantha's face went deathly pale. She hadn't expected that I'd be able to uncover the contract she'd buried under layers of deception. But Howard's reaction was lightning fast.

It hadn't brought a letter; it had brought a heavy, wax-sealed dossier. Maternity Papers. Her mother’s father,a Warlock of immense power and even greater spite,had finally died. In his wake, he had left a legal labyrinth that established Anna Elara McKinnley as his sole heir. The McKinnley name was a shield of old-world magic that the wolves couldn't easily pierce. The inheritance came with conditions: a monthly stipend, a small, shielded apartment, and a mandate to attend Stein College until her twenty-first year.

"Your inheritance? I didn't even know I had a grandmother until yesterday." "Convenient." Howard cleared his throat. "Perhaps we should review the terms—" "I know the terms." Dominic didn't look at the lawyer. He kept his eyes on Elena like she was a puzzle he was solving, like a target he was acquiring. "Marry for a year or lose everything. Victoria's last game." "Game?" "My grandmother didn't do anything without a reason. This is a test." He leaned back in his chair, and Elena noticed his hands. They were clenched on the armrests. White-knuckled. "She wants to see what we'll do."

Isabella stood by the pool, watching him go, her heart aching. The will reading was held in the library. Isabella sat beside Sebastian, Lucas, and Lily in her lap, her mind still reeling from her conversation with Damien. The lawyer read from a document, his voice droning, the words blurring together. Sebastian inherited the estate. Damien inherited the company. Isabella inherited a trust fund she hadn't expected. "Grandfather wanted to take care of you," Sebastian said, as they walked back to the car. "He didn't even know me."

“It was Derrick … Darren … Darryl … something with a D. Didn’t care enough to memorize.” Enrique takes the locket and frowns. “Okay, let me get this clear,” he says slowly. “More than a decade ago, this Harry guy tried to find proof that our wonderful grandfather, Alexander, stole money from The Circle … but he got double-crossed by his wife, got tortured, escaped, and now, after all this time, his son comes after Mel. Am I missing something? Or is the dude just a nutjob?” “Pretty much summed it up,” Jackson grunts mysteriously without turning back. “Dude’s a lunatic.”

Liam said, narrowing his eyes. Harriet shrugged her shoulders. “We had to find a replacement heir to the crown, but no one really fits as the supreme power holder. And at that time, we didn't know that Ezekiel was hit by the Sorcery." Liam listened intently as Harriet explained the plan she and the Emperor had made to test Ezekiel whether he was still fit to sit on the throne or not. Previously, Harriet had proposed introducing a new candidate for the throne from the Euclase lineage.

"Y-yes your Majesty. It was taken care of. His Majesty affirmed it and she stays here. I told you all of this. " "Do you mean to say I'm forgetful Ayla? "The old hag asked. "N-no... Forgive me! "She fell to her knees at once. The old hag had dementia and no one had the courage to tell her. My lips curled up again. How fitting. "Why then are we holding these tests? If my grandson says he's the father, he is. He never lies. Send the rest back home with compensation. Let her be his royal consort. Why do you dally about ,Hera?"

“I have no place in my military for cocky kids. You’re here because you showed promise. Don’t for one second think that because you’re the Gammer’s son, I won’t kick your arse out of here, Zach. Now, get back in line.” Little cunt. I can’t stand cocky kids! I roll my neck. My mind isn’t all here right now because all I can think about is Jenna. Why would the Goddess pair me with a damn necromancer? Of all the things in the world, a woman who can raise the dead! Didn’t she know there would be consequences for performing such an act? Not only to her but the person she’s bringing back? The resurrected person will undoubtedly be altered in many ways. Harry was once a sweet boy with a big heart.

I sat down in my chair keeping my back straight and my face impassive. “Let’s get down to business. I don’t want to be here longer than I have to be.” Grant said. My eyes snapped to his but I kept my emotions out of them. “There have been rumors that you are the last of the original family. Thankfully, a witch provided us with a potion. Once mixed with the blood from someone in the original family, it will turn dark green and smoke. There are more… interesting, ways to see if you are of the direct decent but I don’t have time for a show.” That almost peaked my interested. I could feel all eyes on me. Wyatt stood behind me with his hands folded over his chest and Reed was standing guard the d

Rian flipped over me, his face looking more stern and focused than normal and a slight toggle of his eyes told me his beast was fighting for dominance. "He doesn't like to be told we can't do something," Sebastian smiled from beside where he was propped up on his side, "he wants to own every piece of you." "Well you can't," I played with Rian's chest hair. "Why?" He inched closer to my forehead in challenge. "Because it's an Heir thing, not even my other siblings or Marcy have that privilege. Onyx would never allow it." Sebastian flashed out of the room as Rian whispered over my lips "A Stór, do you think I won’t claim it from him?"