Harry Potter Heir Of Emrys Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alya was in the air, heart slamming, blood roaring. She landed like thunder. No longer just the girl who had inherited a curse. She was something else now. Something terrifying. Lucien’s voice called from the smoke. “Alya, don’t—” But it was too late. The power inside her had opened. And from her lips, a voice not entirely her own whispered: "I am the heir. I am the end. Kneel… or be broken.” The ground cracked beneath her feet. The Ardent Order hesitated—for the first time, uncertain.

Is that what this is? I do not know. But I do know I cannot lose her. I do not know what I would do if she left. Emerald POV I return to my room. The blue blanket is still on my bed. The notes are still under my pillow. The book is still on my table. I should throw them away. I do not. I sit on the edge of the bed. Stare at the wall. Why does he do this? Why does he push me away and then pull me back? Why does he say things that hurt and then send gifts that heal?

“From this moment on, every action you take reflects on the Hargrove family… and your friend.” She held out her hand. “I need your phone.” “Why?” “You’ll use this one instead.” She handed me a new phone. “It has Celeste’s old number. Everything you do here is for the Hargrove family and my son.” “I can work with my own phone.” “Miss Virelli.” Her voice hardened slightly. “You do as I say. Are we clear?” “Yes.” I handed over my phone. “Margaret will show you to your room.”

So all of her dreams of climbing higher through Ember were crushed just like that. Robin panicked. “Ember, don’t be so heartless. We can still fix our relationship. You can come back home—” “Home?” Ember cut him off. “You lost the right to call yourself my family the day you chose them over me.” She stood up, her gaze sharp and merciless. “I came today to make things clear so you won’t harbor any foolish hopes.” Hailey’s lips trembled. “Ember, must you really be this cruel?” Cruel?

“Promise? She asked, holding up her pinky. “Yes”, I said as I passed out under my covers to a peaceful sleep until my alarm woke me to say time to get up for work. It is like waking up no matter if light or dark outside make me not a “morning person” or as I should call it, “waking up person”. I grab my phone off the nightstand to shut up the alarm. I barely open my eyes and grunt as the lights from my phone fade into my sight. It is quiet which means Tearis is not in the room. The good thing about this room is that it is the only one that has only a bathroom and shower. Weird right? I get up and get a nice warm shower like I do every day before and after my shift at work. As I'm walking bac

“He lives through your line, Agatha. Through your blood. The seed you sowed in the house of the betrayer. The son you call Emory.” My throat closed. The world tilted. Emory. My stepson. The boy I had raised, punished, loved, and envied. The one who had looked at me with Kol’s eyes and her, Aria’s, kindness. The one who had chosen vengeance over family. They were saying he was the heir. The vessel of the Shadow King. I wanted to deny it. But deep down, I already knew. I had seen it in his eyes during the last battle, the flicker of red beneath the blue.

Ezra said, answering his initial questions. At that moment, Harry took me in his arms, removing me from the truck. I felt how his penetrating sight was on me. He put his lips close to my face, and I had to resist, with all my being, the urge to spit in his face. “I finally have you, Emma. I won’t stop until you give me a son. A son with your powers… A legitimate heir to the throne.” His nose sniffed my neck and then ran his tongue over it. He finished his attack by sucking my neck, hard. He wanted to leave a mark.

Arabella asked, coming out of her shocked state. "No, My blood curse made him grow into an adult in the human realm because he is a strong hybrid. So when he returns, he will still look as he was in the human realm. If Willow had eaten the apple and the curse was placed on Jay like I had thought, Jay would have died the next day because unlike Willow who is an hybrid, he is not and would died even though with the blood of all the King's and Queen's put together, he won't live to see the next sunrise." Emerald answered. "Henry won't have an heir who will rule his kingdom."

Mark stated and Emery just chuckled. “Indeed, I did miss Chimere but I did not want you gone without having something to remind me of you. I wanted an eternal bond with you and what better way was there than to have a baby? Just take a look at our Iris. She had your eyes, your hair and she is so proud and committed like her father. I know for a fact she will be a werewolf and not a witch like me” Emery smiles. “How do you know, she is only 4” Mark asks and his mate only laughs.

'So, I have to serve a crazy young master, 'the heir' of this empire, who fired a servant just for pouring the wrong tea?' Anna muttered as she walked down the hall of the palace-like house, heading towards Liam, her young master. Actually, Anna is quite pleasant, why should she serve the child of a master who welcomed her so well before? 'It would definitely be quite fun if Mr. Eric were my master.' She continued muttering while continuing to be amazed by the luxurious interior of the house. Until she didn't realize that someone had been staring at her for a long time.