Harry Potter Multi Heir Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he teased. Sienna laughed. “No. Another Monroe & Lancaster legacy. Built on love, not power.” As they stood there, surrounded by everything they’d fought for, Damien knew that their story wasn’t about escaping the Lancaster name. It was about creating something far greater. A future worth fighting for. The End. Congratulations! Married to the Heir has officially reached its final chapter.

“We will both do each other a favor. If you really want to know why Helena lured you into having sex with Killian while she can do it herself and get the whole money” “Or didn’t you think so?” the caller chuckled. “Do you even know what happened to your mother in that hospital that day?” “Sophia why are you doing this to me?” Heather cried. “Sophia? Are you insane? Do I sound that chubby to you?” “Please stop!” “Do you want the deal or not? I bet the answer is yes” “What if I say No?” “I will send prove to the Chang’s family that Harry is Killian’s son and the heir to Strings Clothing. I will ruin his reputation to an extent that he will turn into a market beggar”

"My lady? Who was it? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," I muttered, sinking into a chair. "A brother. Elias. Claims he's the hidden heir from the ledger." Her eyes widened, and she crossed herself quickly. "Lord preserve us. If that's true, the will... everything changes." The will. Father's last testament, the one that had named me sole heir provided I upheld the family traditions—marry into an approved alliance by my twenty-fifth birthday, bind the bloodline against the curse. But with a hidden heir surfacing, and Ma Felicia already scheming to insert Serena as the rightful claimant... it was a powder keg. I glanced at my phone—more messages pouring in from the suitors, from Nic

answered Harry to the girl. "Daddy, you have an appointment for doctor Chris to examine you today." Said the dark brown hair figure with the golden shirt, still from the outside of the door. "Oh, yes. Daddy forgot..." Mr. Harry then stood up, "I forgot, I have an examination for control today!" explained Harry to his guest. ### They are walking outside the campus. "It is so weird..what we've done...looking for girls to marry inside the campus. So weird." Said Remus.

Vincent did not directly respond to her, “I have my plan. In my plan, I am the assistant professor, very enthusiastic about my academic research, and enjoy the simple but sweet love life with my wife.” Melainy shrugged, “Usually in TV shows, the heir wants a contractual wife because the will says he could only get the family asset if he was married.” Vincent finally smiled, “All I have to say is, I wish it’s as simple as the TV show.” “How long will your plan last?” “I’m not sure. A couple of years I guess. But we could put a two year term in the contract first. Two years later, we can review the contract and see if there is a need to renew. How about that?”

the dark-haired one looked at him with an animal and threatening gleam, "Fenrir is making you pay for all the sins you've committed in a thousand lives with this marriage." Karel laughed happily, releasing bursts of a coffee aroma even if he himself didn't notice it, excited to see his brother so stressed over an omega. "The devil came out of hell to greet mortals. He has black hair, smells delicious, and is your future husband," He patted his back casually, "Congratulations, heir prince; may the moon bless your union with a long and happy married life." Erwin ran his hand over his face and growled lowly. Right now, giving up his title as "Heir prince" doesn't sound so bad.

The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief She's going to start with John and Hazel so Mitchell and I will know our fate by then but I have a feeling that Mitchell is going to become the heiress. How great will it be for a heir and heiress to be together? We will conquer the world together and make so many histories. TBC........ ©️ Tricia

She knew the man in front of her was joking, but now Harriet had a little hope for that. "I, yes, I jinxed it," Liam shrugs with sparkling eyes. He said, "Not that it's a bad thing. Doesn't Madam want to have twins? Twins or not, boy or girl, Madam, you will give birth to an Almandine heir." "Even if I give birth to a girl?" asked Harriet, looking Liam straight in the eye. Liam nodded. "Grandpa did say that the heir of Almandine is usually one boy who is an Alpha. But…" Liam's eyes turned mischievous again.

Harry crosses his arms and clears his throat. “Excuse me?” He demands. Cam looks at him innocently. “What?” she asks sweetly. “Have you been experimenting with untested potions on me?” He asks. I can’t tell if he’s mad or not, his tone gives nothing away. Cam just smirks. “Nah, I test them out on the other Incubus who follows me around. No big deal.” She says casually. I notice Harry tense up. Interesting. As an Incubus he’s not usually prone to jealousy. This should be interesting.