Heir Of Aurelian Novels & Stories

“Granddaughter Aurora. Born under fire, just as I predicted. The genetic activation is already beginning. But there’s something you don’t know. Project Reaper had a twin protocol. Lucian wasn’t just my ally, he fathered a second child with another vessel years ago. A boy. Your daughter’s half-brother. He’s been raised by the Council as her perfect counterpart. They are destined to rule together.” The screen split. A young boy, maybe four years old, with familiar grey eyes and dark hair, stared back coldly. Damien’s entire body went rigid. “No.” Seraphina smiled. “Bring Aurora to the Council willingly. Raise them as the new order demands. Or watch as we take her by force and unite the bloodli

I asked, putting my hand to my chest. “Yes. You. You happen to have a knowledge of spells and herbs that is intimate, that makes people call you a witch as a joke. That is why you keep how you were able to make a healing draught out of pomegranate seeds to help your mother at six with nothing but the aid of pure instinct and self-assurance a secret, is that true or not?” “I told no one about it,” I stuttered. “Indeed. But it is known to the records, an appreciation of your talent,” He smiled. “Do you ever wonder why I let you watch me do the Rebirth Ritual for Aurelia?”

"The beacon summoned the threshold, and the bloodline has to cross it to seal the pact. Your son's already awake. He's already calling to the old gods." My blood went cold. I pushed up onto my hands and knees, ignoring my ribs. "He's four years old, you monster!" I spat, wiping blood off my chin. "He's a little boy, not a bargaining chip for your dying cult!" Malakor turned his violet-glowing eyes down at me, smirking, teeth filed sharp. "He is the key to the Northern throne, and the South will claim what was promised." Before Kaelen could break free, Malakor snapped out some harsh, guttural words in a language I didn't recognize. The staff flared violet, and both of them vanished, leaving n

Arthur snapped out of his shock. The mask of sweetness and obedience he'd worked so hard to maintain cracked wide open. He grabbed Claire's arm, shaking her. "Mom, this isn't real. They're lying to you—say something! Fight back! Cillian must have bribed the lab. He was afraid I'd take his place, so he faked all of this." His voice started to tremble as he spoke. "Why? I should be the Harrison heir. I should be the one...

"I wanted to choose the path that would prevent less blood. But I thought too much of them and it's clear now that I should not have thought about giving them a chance." I pause to gauge their reactions only to notice that they had their full focus on me. I think I was doing a good job of bringing them on track with everything that I was planning. I continue with my speech, "The Alpha of the Silver Falls pack and the head of the Reinhard family killed my father years ago. Killed all of our families too. Now his son decided to kill off my uncle... our leader on this mission to take revenge on what was taken from us. I don't think they deserve any mercy from us at all."

One of Christian's friends congratulated him. Christian sipped on his drink. "Thanks Aaron, but really, I should thank my ancestors, they started the consortium." Christian said, sincerely. Indeed, the Stark Consortium had existed since medieval times, and Christian had inherited the position of head of the consortium from his father. But now he was old and had handed the responsibility to the only Stark heir left, Arthur. Christian just hoped his grandson was mature enough to run the consortium. That was also one of the reasons he was insisting that his grandson should get married and have kids.

I gasp — but he holds me steady. “You were reborn for a reason, Aurelia.” My eyes widen. Reborn. He knows. “How—” “Your soul remembers what the world has forgotten,” he interrupts softly. “You are Silverbane’s true heir… and something far beyond that.” His gaze darkens like a stormcloud: “You think this is about a crown? A festival?” He shakes his head. “No. You are the key to a war older than kingdoms.” Fear coils deep in my belly. “What war?” I ask.

my father explained, but those words left my ear. “Then that means Hannah knew about it….” I looked down at the ground, not wanting to see his face. I did not hear a single word from my father. It seems like he doesn’t know what to tell me. But it’s my fault for crossing the line. Every time someone mentions Hannah. My father freezes as if he was blaming himself deep inside him. I felt guilty about it, but at the same time, I didn’t want to take it back. “Since other mafia groups are now informed about your appearance. They will come and get you. Which is why you will be living in this place starting today,” declared my father. “And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.”

Celine asked "Well for one I have no use of the money your father left you but I do want some thing, your father founded the company and he is the chairman and when he died, no one could take his place because he left all of his shares to you, you are the one with the majority owner of the company and can also be the chairman but as it is, I doubt if you are interested in it and so I need you to make me the chairman my dearest niece "He said "And the only way to do that is by signing this contract,it says here that you will be appointing me as the next chairman and also as your guardian"He added as he brought out a document

Fennel said blandly, “So, the purple chimera born back then was you.” Auric raised his eyebrow and said, “No, you’re wrong. The power of kingship of this purple chimera actually belonged to your sister, but she sacrificed it to help me achieve greatness. Over the years, my fusion with the purple chimera’s source of kingship has become much closer.”