Harry Potter Multi Heir Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" Anyone who tries to harm her is against me." "You... What are you talking about?" Harry thought he had misheard and then said, "Didn't you do a paternity test in Mourpa? The result showed that she is Patrick's daughter. You must have been deceived by Joanne." Edwin stared at Harry sarcastically. Though he knew that Edwin had arranged for people to watch him, he didn't expect him to know exactly what he had done in Mourpa. "Didn't you find out that Tail's bone marrow was replaced with Patrick's? And that paternity test was skewed," Edwin snapped ironically.

I shot her a glare. "Really, I spent nine years of my life ingesting one of your wretched potions and this is what you say to me?!" She shrugged. "When did the second potion come into play?" I prompted. "After nine years, your father found a suitable mate for you, Harry. I placed the attraction spell on him and your father gave you a mixture of an attraction and suppression potion for six months until you turned 18 and Harry magically walked into the picture. You made eye contact and boom!!! You two fell in love, marked each other and were supposed to live happily ever after, but well… you know what happened."

her answer was shockingly simple, “But he his handsome, sexy, intelligent, and his grandpa will make him an heir of Sirio. I have to marry to an heir of Sirio Corporation.” Something was definitely wrong with her sudden truthfulness… She looked like she was hypnotized. She stood before me and answered all the questions without a slightest hesitation. The thoughts inside my mind began crowding hectically. “Did I… accidently put a spell on her?! If I did… how long will it last?! Will she stay under my control forever?! God… what am I going to do now?!” I wondered in panic.

And a note scribbled at the bottom: "Henry's will leaves everything to the child with the most heirs. You have three. I'll have two. But mine are healthy. Yours are defective. Game on." ---

The memory of Harry's words at the party that time resurfaced, and I couldn't help but ask. "Was that why you said she killed your mother?" I inquired, my voice barely above a whisper. Harry's expression turned somber, his eyes clouding over. "In a way, she did," he replied. "But why?" I pressed. "Why was she obsessed with her daughter being the first?" Harry leaned in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "She believed in heiress, not heir," he explained. The words struck me like a thunderbolt. Heiress???

It means a great deal to me! ＊ The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. Above all, I felt the immeasurable guilt for pretending to be his friend to gain more information on Tyler and his connection with Villain X. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

A girl I barely remembered from a yoga class once commented on one of my ancient I*******m posts with: “Wait. Is your son THE Wolfe heir?” I stood in Lucien’s penthouse kitchen in one of his oversized T-shirts, barefoot and completely overwhelmed. Leo, on the other hand, sat at the island with a banana pancake and a crown made of napkins he’d proudly taped together. Completely unbothered. “Mommy,” he said between bites, “what does ‘heir’ mean?” I blinked. “Where did you hear that?” “On TV.” He shrugged. “Some lady with a lot of makeup said I’m the Wolfe heir. Do I have to wear a crown now? Is it heavy?”

He followed the old man involuntarily and could not even speak aloud. “Philip, for the sake of the heritage left by the ancient powerful being, you have to bear with this for a while. “As long as you complete this inheritance, I’ll grant your wish no matter what you want.” Hearing that, Philip stopped struggling. In that case, he would get the Multidew Herb from this old man.

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

The members who accompanied Alden to the chamber all flinched back, covering their eyes from the light. Her voice soft, yet powerful echoed through the air“An heir is needed. ”her words filled with certainty.Alden’s Heart raced and then came the next shock “ from your rejected mate, or else you will remain ill and lose leadership to your pack.”His eyes flew open, cold shivers ran down his spine, cold sweat formed in his palms, and the words crashing into his mind. His mate?, the one he had rejected moons ago?, How could she be the solution? He thought.