Harry Potter Heir Of Emrys Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE PHOTOS INCLUDED IN THIS BOOK AND ON THE COVER. FULL CREDITS TO THE OWNERS. P.S. Thank you for giving this a read! This is a rewrite of my first crime/romance/vampire story now written in 1st person POV here on Goodnovel. Sit tight and enjoy! ❤ . . . E X C E R P T . . . ◇ KEL ◇ It took me a while, but I finally figured it out. White mists came out of my nose and mouth, the dimness amplifying my dark imagination. The sky stayed black and unhelpful as my breathing grew shallow.

"I never thought he'd become so obsessed with me. If I had known things would turn out like this, I would never have asked him to take responsibility for what I thought was our child. I had no idea that Harry was her real father. I didn't even know I was pregnant when I left Italy." "You really had no idea Mr. Landers was Ms. Emerald's real father?" Cedrick asked in surprise. "None at all. But as she grew, I began to see Harry in her, so I realized that Emerson wasn't her real father." Ember's face was sad, and the two men felt sorry for her. "If only I had known..."

And somewhere beneath the soil, a new seed began to stir, waiting for the rain, waiting for the light, waiting to become something more. The heir had planted her tree. And now the next heir would do the same. THE END

She listened intently as her sister explained how Emryn, despite his lineage as necromancer, had chosen a different path in life—a path that led him to her, as her soul mate. The revelation sent shockwaves through Erin's core, her mind struggling to reconcile the image of the young boy before her with the dark legacy of his bloodline. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw something more than just the shadow of his past—a glimmer of warmth and humanity that stirred something deep within her soul.

I really didn't want them to get into trouble because of me, that good for nothing Alpha is not to be trusted around Jena. "But honey" is was my mom who was going to retort but i stopped her "Please don't, I'm fine all thanks to him" I couldn't bring myself to call him with his tittle but I knew I have to. We've talked for a while and now it was time for them to go back. Dad pushed my wheelchair out, my eyes staring at how beautiful this pack was, the pack house was huge and devided into wings. I was staying at Emrys's wing so I figured it out from what Marda had told me. The maids were going up and about, carrying variety of things in their hands as if they were preparing for an event. The

She is equally as gorgeous as her mother, with immaculate skin. “Unlike Luna, Emrys is still a child and has no control over his blood lust. It's usually hard to teach and control full-blooded vampires but I'm sure he will learn with time,” she muttered with a smile. Hm. What kind of weird family is this? Everyone seems to be after my life for one reason or the other. “There, all done.” she patted my injured hand and stood up, going to the wardrobe to get some silk white nightwear. I felt like she had a lot of things to say that weren't coming forth. Once she was done, she gave a smile and left.

"You were just a pawn in my hand, little witch. That was never your husband!" Henrietta watched as Emrys crouched beside her and took out the vial of Layla's blood. In his eyes, there was no humanity. It was pure emptiness. Emrys had only been an empty vessel with the blood magic controlling him. Hades never brought him back from the dead. "Em... emr...rys....",she choked and fell back on the ground. Emrys walked towards Hades and handed the vial to him. Then his body disappeared.

“If my own mother cared about me the way Mrs. Marlowe cares about you, I’d be living in her guest house eating croissants for breakfast.” I laughed. “I’ll sneak you in next time.” She grinned. “Deal. But first, we survive tonight. Feathers, emeralds, and whatever other madness walks through that showroom door.” I groaned, dragging my hands down my face, but I was smiling still.

They spoke of her as if she were an object, a possession to be bought and sold. The realization struck her like a cold gust of wind, chilling her to the bone. "...Emery would be perfect for our team," one of the men was saying. Emery frowned in disbelief. What were they talking about? What team? Does this have anything to do with Darren supernatural ability? "That means nothing to me, she won't be joining any team. She is my woman" Harper replied in a cold voice. Emery frowned, what tge hell was he saying? She wasn't his woman at all. “We have to get her involved in this. We need her!” Another insisted.

“I just found out my adoptive mother, Mama Daisy, left me her entire estate. And she wasn’t bankrupt, Em. They lied to me. All of them.” Emily’s gasp was audible through the phone. “So, the whole family’s against you?” “I don’t know… but I have her Last Will. Right now, I’m hiding and waiting for those men to leave.” “Stay put! You better not move a muscle, Sarah,” Emily says, her voice firm with concern. “I’m on a branch. An oak tree. Overlooking my room. I need your help,” Sarah whispers. “I’m sending you files. Pictures of everything—Mama Daisy’s Will, the bank key, everything.”