Heir Of Fire Audiobook Novels & Stories

Taken somewhere I can't see. The memory becomes distorted after that. There are voices. Several of them. I can't understand what they're saying. I know Lyall is somewhere near me, but I can't see him. My head is still covered, and I can't even tell if he's hurt. I try to call for him. Nothing comes out right. Then— Pain. My entire body suddenly feels like it is on fire. Not hot. Not warm. Burning. It feels like every inch of me has been set aflame from the inside.

She looked like a younger version of Adelaide, but her hair was a shocking, brilliant red—the color of the Vance family’s original fire. "Our aunt," Selene breathed, falling to her knees. "The one who refused the first Audit. They didn't kill her. They archived her." "She’s the Custodian," a voice echoed through the chamber. I spun around. The Shadow Heir wasn't there in the flesh, but his holographic presence was projected onto the frost-covered walls, his violet eyes larger and more terrifying than ever. "You are early, Mother," the Heir said, his voice sounding like the wind through the pines. "The Sovereign is currently being processed at the base of this mountain. He is... remarkably st

I turn. Cale is gone. Aaron stands in his place. His eyes burn like fire. His lips part, but it’s not his voice that comes out. It’s my father’s. “You were supposed to be the heir, not the sacrifice.” Flames rise around the edges of the cemetery. The trees catch first. Then the graves. Then the sky. The fire licks at my feet, but I can’t move. I try to step back, but my legs won’t work. The silver crown melts in the distance, dripping like blood down the stones. Everything is turning red and black. Everything is—

“You think I don’t know what he’s doing? I helped him draw the blueprints.” Julian blinked. She smiled. “You’re not the only heir playing a long game, Mr. Vince.” And that was when he realized: she wasn’t Crane’s weakness. She was his legacy. — Back in New York – Same Night Clarissa slammed the door open into the safehouse. “Aiden,” she called out. He looked up from his laptop, eyebrows furled. “What happened?” She held up a burner phone. “Emergency message. One of our contacts from Legal just went dark. But before that—he sent a code. It matches a set of offshore files buried under your dad’s name.”

'Anna, you-‘ 'And listen, I don't need your help! so, just ignore me, I'm just your servant, never be more than that, especially your bitch!' Anna said in a cold tone. And her words were more than enough to make Liam completely silent and stunned by it. She immediately left with emotional steps, leaving Liam behind. And after Anna left, came from behind Liam, the sound of clapping and very loud laughter. ‘HAHAHA’ 'Wow, what an amazing scene! So dramatic! Liam Lawson, the young master and THE HEIR of the Lawson group, was just rejected by a servant, hahaha!'

The financial analyst who just wanted to live a quiet, useless life was dead. The only person left alive was Nathaniel Wentworth, the heir to Wentworth Group and the future leader of a business empire.

And a voice—neither loud nor gentle. “Heir” it said. “No,” I said again, louder. “I won’t.” The presence pressed harder. “You were made for this” it spoke. “I was made to live,” I snarled, anger cutting through the fear. “Not to be used.” The pressure spiked, testing and probing all parts of me Rael pulled me fully against him now, grounding, solid, real. His heartbeat thudded beneath my ear, anchoring me to flesh and breath and gravity.

Hearing this, he opened his eyes slightly and said, “It should be some kind of seal enchantment.” Then, the man in the middle with the flame pattern at the corner of his eye said, “Very well then. Let’s go and meet this Young Patriarch Clarke. Windsor Well, if the Five Elements obtain the secret treasure, all credit will go to you. If you need anything in the future, just come to me.” As he said that, the man took out a token shaped like a flame from his pocket and tossed it to Windsor. He said, “This is a Fire Token of the Fire Element. With this, members of the Fire Element will do one thing for you.”

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

"Thank God you were so pigheaded. Otherwise, I might've actually married you—a fraud. "Now, even if you got down on your knees and begged me to marry you, I wouldn't be interested. The man I'm marrying is Arthur. He's the real heir to the Harrison family. As for you—" She looked me up and down, her eyes filled with contempt. "No matter how capable you think you are, you're still getting thrown out." My mom let out a cold snort. "Look at you now. If you'd just listened to us from the start, you wouldn't have ended up with everyone turning against you."