Harry Potter Fanfiction Inheritance Test Novels & Stories

Prey asked in low tone and picked the paper up. “THAT’S THE DNA TEST CARRIED OUT BY YOUR LATE HUSBAND AND WHICH SHOWS THAT HE IS THE FATHER OF YOUR CHILD!” “Oh!” Prey did, took a glance at the result. “How did the sharing of the inheritance go?” That was the statement came out from her mouth. “IS THAT THE ONLY THING YOU CARED ABOUT?” Adeline asked in an astonishment tone. She was surprised that Prey didn’t say anything to the result or felt shamed.

Fiona was eager to test Damon's boundaries. However, Damon didn't seem interested in her at all. The less interested he appeared, the more he piqued Fiona's appetite. How in the world could there be a man she couldn't conquer? Impossible! Harry confined her two children, and Fiona knew she couldn't get them back on her own. Harry's stance was clear. Either she handed over custody of the children to him, and they would each get a third of his inheritance when they grew up, or he would get Fiona back on the condition that she signed away her inheritance rights.

She also knew that these two children must belong to Harry. Charles also smacked his lips. Who could be like Harry? He was so lucky that he had a pair of twins? Or a dragon and a phoenix? Forget it. The most important thing was that the two children had inherited their parents' advantages. The boy was smart, and the girl was cute. They were all possessed by Harry. How could he be so annoying? "Don't even think about it. Even if I marry a wife, I won't be able to give birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus."

“But I’m all she’s got.” The vision ended. The book in my hands glowed, waiting. And I sat there—confused, overwhelmed, and more emotionally unstable than a werewolf during PMS. "...She left me homework?" “Technically, a legacy,” Mr. Yellow called from above. “But yeah. Homework.” The ant council peered down from a ceiling crack. “We voted. You’re officially the witch’s heir. Condolences.” I groaned and buried my face in my hands. “I don’t even like magic. I failed basic enchantment theory! I still can’t shift! I eat canned beans and I talk to celery!”

“You’ve kept me from this room my entire life. Tonight, you brought me here yourself. Why? To tell me not to touch what’s mine?” Arwyn’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You think inheritance is the same as possession? That blood gives you the right to wield what it binds? You’ve been sheltered here because out there—” she jerked her chin toward the storm beyond the keep—“your name is worth a knife in the ribs. And in here, because these relics will take from you as much as they give.” He glanced at the locket again. Its glow was dimming now, as if sulking. “You think I’m not ready.”

“I’ll call her in the morning and find out how long I have to wait until we can do a DNA test to see if it’s mine.” “And if it is?” I ask, already knowing the answer. I haven’t known Henry long, but I know that family means everything to him and he takes his responsibilities seriously. “I won’t turn away from my child, Piper. Please don’t ask me to do that.” “I won’t, but what it’s a boy, Henry?” He frowns. “What if it is?” “He would be your heir.” “No, he would not. OUR son will be my heir.” He watches me for a moment. “Let’s take it one step at a time, Piper. Let’s get the DNA test first and we’ll go from there.”

“He was wrong. I wasn’t soft. I was just… scared. Of disappointing him. Of not being enough.” She places a hand on mine briefly. “You were always enough. He just didn’t know how to show love.” “He showed it in control,” I mutter. “And now I’m here. At two a.m., nursing trauma and scotch.” A pause. She whispers, “What’re you going to do with it?” I don’t answer right away. I skim the last page again—the section that spells out Dorothy’s connection to the inheritance. That if a pregnancy should occur, the heir must be biologically of Hernandez blood, or else…

Ariana bent over. "And because now you understand. The inheritance? The Hale fortune? None of it is yours by blood. James could contest everything. Could expose you as illegitimate. Could take it all away with one DNA test." Leon pulled Aria to her feet. "We are done here." "Are you though?" Ariana called after them. "Because there is more. So much more.

"He didn't tell you. Of course, you wouldn't know!" "Then, what evidence do you have to prove that you are his girlfriend and these people are his children?" "I have photos with him, and we did a paternity test!" Lewis calmly lit a cigarette and said, "Photos can be manipulated, so can paternity tests. How can I trust you?" "What do you mean? Are you planning to keep all the inheritance for yourself?" "You have a big appetite. Can you swallow all that money?" "That's right. Even though we don't have a formal status, we are Robert's flesh and blood. We have the right to inherit his inheritance!"

"Stay away from Harry! He’s my mate, and I’m the descendant of the former Alpha! In fact, he should be the Alpha, and I should be the Luna of this pack!” “You’re not the real descendant of the former Alpha, Teresa.” I stepped forward. “No! You seduced Harry, and now you still have him obsessed over you? We’re having a pup together.” I pulled out a document I had prepared earlier. It was a blood test. It proved Teresa was not of the former Alpha’s bloodline. The document she had presented to everyone before was altered. She had faked her identity as a former Alpha’s descendant to claim the inheritance, so that she could have Harry.