Harry Potter Multi Heir Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

I don't really know this lady but I love her already. "Anyways we had to make a stop and then come here, if he could take me back home he definitely would but I am grateful there wasn't time" "He could have let you go yourself but he didn't. Maybe that's something" "That's nothing. He just wants to make sure I get rid of it, he goes with all of us" what a douchebag. "Doesn't he want an heir? I mean he is Don" "He does have an heir. He doesn't want competition so I guess that's why"

he croaked, Terra fully knew he couldn't die, but I was going to make this the worst torture he ever felt, his bones began to snap as he screamed out in pain and fainted, she tightened my grip, Sound gradually began to give way as the red haze of battle lust took over, she was terrena rectir, last heir to house rectir, wielder of two forms of magic now expanding due to her bond with jason, a bond he resented "Terra stop it!, enough terra" daren shouted, "It's never enough!" she replied, "Terra please, for the sake of the gods, think of how you'll be seen when you rule beside jason" He shouted,

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!"

"Mom, Dad. I'm so sorry." But Dad was shaking his head, Mom too. "Sweetheart," Mom said. "It's not." She sighed out some of her own sadness, the air heavy with it. "We both knew this day would come eventually." She smiled up at him, glittering tears making shining paths down her face. "Harry is immortal. I made him promise we would end our mating before I was too old."

She squatted down and stroked Harry's face and said, "Harry, if I told you we'd never see Uncle Levi again, would you blame me?" Hearing that, Harry was very sad. He lowered his head slightly, but after a moment he raised his head and said to Grainne: "If I don't see Uncle Levi again, Harry will be very sad, but I won't blame her, because Harry is sure she is right. do.” Seeing that Harry understood this, Grainne's heart grew more and more self-defeating, she said softly: "Yes, because Uncle Levi has a crush on another girl, and that girl doesn't want his mother and Harry to see Uncle Levi again, so that's why We mustn't go see him later, or she won't be happy, do you understand, Harry?" Har

But the clauses below it were what made her breathing slow down and become deliberate. *In the event of Elias Rhodes predeceasing the testator, or dying without direct issue within ten years of inheritance, all assets shall pass to any proven biological heir of the extended Rhodes line, including but not limited to any heir not previously publicly acknowledged.* She read that sentence three times. Below it, in a separate addendum dated two years later, in her mother's solicitor's hand: *Liora Adaeze Rhodes, born* and then her birth date, and the name of the hospital, and a DNA verification reference number attached as an exhibit.

"Look, look, there is no sound. There are such two lovely children. How many good things did she do in her last life to have such a pair of lovely children?" Charles especially wanted to give himself two big mouths. The old madam had been staring at him because they were not married. Now that she knew that Harry had a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, she must be jealous of him. She didn't know how to force him. Charles was in a state of deep water and heat. "Harry, can we go back one day later?" Although Charles was dissatisfied with her grandmother's coercion, she was his grandmother, his closest relative. At such a young age, he ran so far, so he wanted the old lady to have a rest.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

“Crane knows who you really are, Julian. He’s known for weeks. He’s just been waiting… watching… to see who else figures it out.” Julian’s stomach tightened. Aiden stared at him. “You mean…” Oliver nodded. “Yes. He knows you’re the heir.” Clarissa stepped forward, and said in a hard voice. “Then why hasn’t he done anything?” “Because,” Oliver said slowly, “he’s not the type to eliminate the heir. He’s the type to use him.” Julian’s breath caught. “He wants to control you, Julian. Put you in Harold’s place, clean up the mess, and make it look like VanDermere Global is being saved from within. You’ll be his puppet, his perfect distraction while he tightens his grip on the company.”