Harry Potter Fanfiction Royal Inheritance Complete Novels & Stories

Shaking my head, I stare between the two of them. “The girls here are crazy. 3 guys walked in and suddenly they started screaming!” Knowing something I don’t, both of them share a knowing look. Looking between the two I narrow my eyes and wait for one of them to fill me in on what's going on, it takes a while but Lillian takes pity on me and kills the suspense. “It’s probably the Prince’s,” She explains. “they like to arrive a week after school starts.” “What Prince’s?” “The Royal Prince’s of England,” Tamil sings, smirking. “The royal family inherited their elemental blood from their great, great, great, grandmother. I heard the Queen and her husband also attended the academy.”

“Or have you? Are you saying all this about an heir, but there’s a dozen little Cazz’s already running around? Is this about some stupid royal ego boost—” “You are bold with your tongue, Jesse,” he said dryly. But he didn’t sound angry. If anything, his flat expression seemed a little defensive. “But no, I have no offspring. As assiduously as I protect mine and my partners’ bodies, so do I also ensure that they do not conceive. I will not bring offspring into this world that do not carry my power—and only the royal bloodline, a child of the bond-forged Alpha Male and Alpha Female can receive the inheritance.”

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

Mia added, “We’ll still advise, of course. But our daughter will grow up knowing she owns her destiny—and the tools to shape the world.” Helena cooed as if on cue. Harry kissed her forehead. “See? She approves.” --- Later That Night – Their Bedroom Candles flickered low, the scent of jasmine floating through the air. The sea roared faintly in the background like applause. Mia lay on their velvet-draped bed, wearing nothing but silk and a smile. “Do you realize what we just did?” “We rewrote the meaning of inheritance,” Harry said, climbing in beside her. “We didn’t just give her money. We gave her a legacy.”

, she asked in disbelief. Alex imagined his father's eyes lasering behind him. The room was dead silent at the words of a wretched-looking lady claiming to be abhorring a possible future heir to the throne. An abomination, with unforgivable consequences for whoever is found guilty among the royal blood— a sacred heritage kept for thousands of years since the conception of the Grey-Moon Pack. Alex was taken aback. He remembered the night vividly. He always prided on his self-discipline but a stain was about to be spilled on his crystal-clear record.

" He ordered Venilla clenched her fist and grinned. With her head lowered, she apologized to Queen Elizabeth. "Apologies your highness," she said through gritted teeth. Lucas cleared his throat and looked behind Queen Elizabeth, where Cara stood. He stared suspiciously at Cara. He wondered why Maria sent her daughter to the royal castle when she knew about the curse. He cleared his throat again and looked into the eyes of his mother. "The girl shall stay and become Percy's bride." "Exactly what I expected!" Venilla laughed and turned to leave. "Let's see how long she lasts here," she fanned herself as she walked out of the throneroom.

Otherwise, don't expect your life after marriage to be anything like you imagine. A few of his friends let out low, knowing laughs. Linda crossed her arms, lifting her chin again. "Well? We don't have all day." I clicked my tongue, then glanced toward the door. "Dave, Julie, if this is really the guy who's inheriting the Wests' empire, you might want a backup plan." Hendrick spun around, his face draining of color. "Mom? Dad? Why are you… Madeline! You set this up again, didn't you? I told you, if you still want into my family, stop pulling this crap!"

And when he was forced to return to the palace, he left her with a kiss on her hand, and a promise to return to see her again, which he did. They knew it would never be more than a fleeting romance, but he would come to meet her as often as he could, and they would steal away to be with one another. The power that would be held by an heir of both royal and magical blood, was deemed more than any ruler should have, and therefore, it was forbidden for royalty to be with a witch. And so, for a year, they hid in the shadows together, laughing and kissing and learning all there was to know about one another, Astasha shielding their experiences as best she could with the magic she was just learnin

"Boss, here's the document. Please take a look. Prince Harry has quite a complicated background. He was diagnosed with congenital autism at a young age and has below-average intelligence. After the queen's death, he was exiled for many years and suffered greatly due to offending Queen Lina. It's already quite a feat for him to return to Ravenloth alive." As Branden carefully examined the information, Paxton thought of something and immediately reported it to him. "Boss, I know who the last owner of the Passam Stone was. It was the queen of Ravenloth. However, with the queen's mysterious death, the Passam Stone has completely disappeared! Do you think Prince Harry, who was fostered under the

He will need your support as your husband. Husband? I still haven’t gotten used to hearing that word. ‘’oh,’’ Elena sat down. ‘’Alright.’’ My grandfather cleared his throat and continued. ‘’Regarding the inheritance, everyone already knows who will inherit the royal family business, and that is…’’ he paused and coughed. Landon and I stood up at the same time to pour him water. Our hands were on the jug of water, and neither could let go of it. We scowled at each other, waiting for the first to give up while ignoring our grandfather’s cough.