Heir Of Aurelian Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I've handed everything over, Mr. Alex. Also, a high payment to Mr. Brandon, but unfortunately, that mechanic has been buried for a while." Alef's body grew even more tense. "And one more thing." This time, Sebastian moved. He approached the girl who was under tight security. She looked down, visibly trembling in his hands. Sebastian felt like he wanted to hug her tightly to alleviate the fear she held. "The main heir of Group Azure."

"Today you gather for the benefit of our empire. Today as you do everyday you serve our empire. But today I have the pleasure of announcing the return of two children of Rome." He looked towards Hector. Hector knew this was his signal to rise. "I present to you, Hector, son of Aquila, Grandson of our own senator Julian, through his mother Juliana." Aplause rang through the room as he was introduced. An old man then walked towards the center. "My emperor I thank you for bringing back my grandson." He then turned to the other senators and said. "My fellow politicians and nobles, before you all I would like to announce that Hector, my grandson will be my rightful heir."

The words were so soft they were meant only for me. I felt a flutter in my chest and quickly tried to create some distance. I turned my attention back to Vivienne. “In that apology, he mentioned not having kids?” I asked, gesturing to the man behind me. “If Alaric died childless, how did Lucien’s bloodline continue?” “Alaric was the last of the House of Anjou,” Vivienne explained. “When he passed without an heir, the crown fell to his sister’s child. That is why Lucien’s last name is Aurelien, not Anjou.”

She stumbled up from the sofa, grabbed his arm with both hands, and shook her head frantically. “Damian, listen to me. I did this for you. I did this for the pack.” I let out a short, humorless laugh. Every head turned toward me. “For him?” I said. “You mean you found another man’s child and tried to pass it off as the Vale heir?” Selene flinched as if I had struck her. The elders did not. Their anger came all at once. “Do you understand what fraud against the bloodline means?” Cedric Vale thundered.

Whispers of servants, viewers of the council, I maintained my position, though my heart sank within me. The council chamber was bigger than I used to know in my childhood. The large ceiling, fancy tapestries, and floors made me feel tiny. Councilors were muttering together, when Rowan gave a signal that I was coming. They all stopped at once with the eyes on me. Formally Rowan announced it: "Her Royal Highness, Princess Aurelia Valeon," and bowed slightly. "Heir to the Valeon Kingdom." I smiled, nodded my head, attempting to make myself deaf to the accelerated beat of my heart.

the priest announced. Liana cradled the baby, blushing with pride, waiting for Kaelen to place the sacred amulet of succession around the infant's neck. In the moment Kaelen hesitated, the temple doors were thrown open with a powerful force. "Wait!" A collective gasp went through the crowd. Everyone turned excitedly, expecting to see the drama of a scorned mate. But the figure standing silhouetted against the light was a courier in a uniform, sweating and out of breath.

Back when he told me that, I thought he was just making it up to pressure me into taking over the sanctum. I still remembered the way he used to tap my forehead, half-annoyed. "You're not even on the list. The master chose his heir long before you were born. It's a very special and gifted boy." Could that heir be Max? I didn't waste time. I grabbed my needles again, adjusted the placements, and began breaking the spell. Half an hour passed. It should've worked by now. But he still didn't wake up, and I couldn't hear a heartbeat either.

he said, though there was no suspicion in his voice – only curiosity. "And there is something familiar about you, though I know we have never met before. Are you... are you one of the divine ones who walk among us now?" Eirene smiled, reaching out to touch the bark of the olive tree beside them, feeling its steady life force beneath her fingers. "I am Eirene, daughter of Hera and Zeus," she said simply. "Though I think of myself more as a bridge between worlds than as something separate from either." Instead of being overwhelmed, Lysander’s eyes lit up with interest.

Luca Meier, the perfect Alpha heir of Zurich’s banking dynasty, faces a devastating biological shift that strips him of his status and dignity. Cast out by his family, he is forced into a strategic marriage with General Adrian Keller, a man who has always despised his arrogance. As a bloody coup threatens the nation, Luca discovers he carries the most dangerous secret of all: the true heir to the throne. Now, the disgraced prince and the ruthless general must navigate a web of lies to reclaim a kingdom and protect a legacy that could change their world forever.