Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Inheritance Test

But all he’d gotten was a bunch of information he couldn’t decipher. The only thing he fully understood were the sentences that ended the letter: “…It's only right that you also have the chance to fight for the Inheritance.You’ll be competing against your half-brother. May the best man win. You always were and always will be a Hunter.” Then a warning: “Do not show this to anyone.” Always a Hunter. Yeah, right. Scott ground his teeth. Fresh pain drained the warmth from his chest. He only joined the inheritance race because he figured he could get answers about his mother.

Lilian lost her balance and stumbled backward, crashing into the wall. Harry's voice rose, full of emotion. "I'm going to have a DNA test done right now. I'll tell Mr. Larson and Wendy. Once Mr. Larson, Jessica, and Wendy do their DNA tests, the truth will come out!" Harry was determined to tell Horace and Wendy. He was going to do a DNA test. Lilian shook her head in terror, her hands and feet freezing. She felt as though she had been pushed into a dark abyss. Everything had been going so well today. She had swapped the blood, and she was so close to succeeding.

"The pup who was swapped at birth in our den while you were away." Harold's hand shook. "This can't be real." "Demand a new test if you doubt it," Madam Evelyn challenged. "But the agreement is signed, and with this verification, Elara is the legitimate heir." Harold looked between Diana and Madeline, betrayal in his expression. "I could void this agreement!" "You could try," Madam Evelyn replied smoothly. "But the signature is witnessed and legal. Would you really deny your biological daughter her inheritance?" Julian stepped forward. "Elara, the pen is waiting."

My driver immediately pulled up the black SUV in front of us and Harry and I made our way to the backseat. There were some documents in his hands that I had a feeling were important. "I reached out to the board and the bank that holds the safe of your father's fortune. The good news is even as they were reluctant to sign over the will, the paternity test from the hospital after the Elijah incident was more than enough to set the record straight" Harry said and the car pulled onto the highway. "You took a paternity test without my knowledge?" I questioned, my tone a bit raised and Harry’s shoulders collapsed.

I shook my head, the cold knot in my stomach tightening. “It’s old magic. Deeper than DNA. It doesn’t just say who the father is. It reveals bloodline… everything. Dominant traits, latent magic, inherited curses… and heritage.” She looked at me, her eyes wide with warning. “If there’s anything in your blood, Lana, anything you don’t know about or don’t understand, it will come out. He’s not just trying to prove the baby is Ronan’s. He’s trying to map the board. And he’s using that baby and you as the pieces.” Before I could process her warning, the doors to the great hall opened again. Ronan emerged, the pack spilling out behind him, their faces expectant. He walked to the edge of the terrac

“Then Marcus gets a Pyrrhic victory. He might get the inheritance, but he’ll lose the company. The board won’t follow him after this, they've seen who he really is.” After she hung up, Selene looked at Avalon. “Would it be okay If we lost the inheritance?” “Truthfully, I don’t know. That’s Pierce Holdings, everything Nene built and all I’ve protected for ten years.” “But would we be okay?” Avalon thought about that. “Yeah. We’d be okay. I have Nexus and I have enough money. We will survive.” “More than survive?” “Yeah. More than that.” Selene felt something release in her chest. She confirmed the inheritance mattered, but it wasn’t everything they were.

“Nope. You’re blood. You’re a Halloway, but you see, I’m the heir. So what if you were born a minute before me? That’s not enough to challenge my position. You don’t belong here, Suzie. Get lost.” He sneered. “Don’t look at me like that. Our parents raised you. That counts for something, right? Oh, and don’t bother going to Grandpa and Grandma anymore. They’re too old to keep pretending.” With that, he revved the engine and disappeared through the gates. I stood there for a long time, staring at that mansion, and finally, it all made sense. So it was about inheritance and power. However, I didn’t ask for this. All I ever wanted was a bit of real love from my parents. They lied to me, but the

I nearly crushed my phone in my hand. One photo after another flicked past my screen, and then I saw it: Serena Ashford’s necklace. That ruby pendant was our family’s heirloom. It had been passed down for more than a hundred generations, but now it was hanging around the neck of an outsider? I remembered it clearly. On Lila’s eighteenth birthday, I had placed it around her neck myself. My pulse thundered as I dialed the number for Lila’s university, words spilling out before I could stop myself. I demanded to know about her enrollment.

Erik let go of the blade, the students and staff watched as the sword was dropping to the ground, but as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared in thin air before hitting the ground. "And fourth, we have Slytherin. Salazar had one male heir, that he disowned just years after he finished his magic education, and quoting the man, himself, 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of a disappointment', and so, is his last will, he reaffirmed the disown of his son, and left all his possessions to his goddaughter, Susan Sally Ravenclaw, his only true heir. Any other that claims that is a liar." That seemed to agitate some older students from Slytherins. One of them even yelled.

"Then you're definitely leaving. Dad, we have to do another paternity test tomorrow to give Jenny an answer and to make Joan give up." That was exactly what I had been waiting for. Dad first agreed with Casper's suggestion to redo the test, then he started scolding him again. "Casper, you're the heir of the Shaw family, but you're not acting like an heir right now! Where's your calm? Also, no matter what the result of the test is, Joan is still your sister. Now, eat." The sharp-eyed butler had already told the staff to clear away all the dishes that had gone cold and bring out fresh ones.