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“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 need to collect my things. My mother's journals. The few heirlooms that survived the fire. You cannot just erase my life like it’s a ledger entry." He narrows his eyes, a flicker of genuine irritation crossing his handsome, chiseled face. He steps into my space, his sheer proximity forcing me to tilt my head back just to meet his piercing, unreadable gaze. He smells of scorched pine and something metallic, like a coming storm. "There is nothing left, Aichonne. The fire took it all. The wood, the silk, the history. Your sentimentality is a luxury, and in this war, it is a liability we cannot afford."

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

"You can't pronounce it. Heppni is as good as you're going to get." "Fine. Why is Herpes here?" Kiema asked. "Why was she hijacking my body?" Hellion looked up at Kiema. "Because you are her daughter."

It will only make me so small and I can’t live with that. Pain about us is enough to make me suffer. I don’t need his disgusts once he knew who I am. No, I don’t. “ You’re right,” I contain my pain and gulp my sobs. “ The survivor of the fire wasn’t an heir, it wasn’t the son of Alpha Erebus. It was his only daughter, the heiress…it was me.” I sigh, my heart aches from digging up a wound that I tried to bury for a long time.

Father has tried to get him to quit too many times, but since his academic results are great and his combat skills even better, there’s only so much he can do. Tristan rises, slipping the silver lighter from his pocket. Instead of handing it over, he strides toward me. Stopping beside the desk, his eyes narrow as he flips to the front page of the book in my hand. Across the cover, golden letters gleam with the words: The Nature of Fire. He returns to the couch and asks, “Didn’t Lilith say your fire magic was dormant?” “That’s what I thought too,” I murmur. My fingers tighten against the cover, and I try not to think of the many possibilities to explore. Kade abandons his spot and draws close

“Fire every cannon until their barrels melt. Burn the walls. I do not move from my wife’s side — not for the end of the world itself.” Maya screamed again — and the waters broke — not blood, not red — but a flood of sapphire radiance, spilling across the furs like liquid starlight — announcing the arrival of the Third Heir — as the shadow of the Leviathan swallowed the last light of the sun.

Well, he probably didn't care much about an unborn kid a thousand years in the future. Anyway, after the blond-boys hunt ended, one of the last ones with orange eyes started a rebellion using the large poor communities from where he came. He founded a new republic called Castela in the north of the island. And died a few days after the founding of the new kingdom. Then a boy said to be the heir of the hero "Arthur" assumed the throne. The End! Really, only the first paragraph of this book is worth reading. The rest of this book talks only about politics.

“Then who is Abby’s father?” Diana was speechless. Brian turned around and leaned his face in close to Diana’s. Feeling shy and anxious, Diana stumbled, “What are you doing?” “Do not tell me that Abby’s father is that ugly French man. I don’t believe it.” Diana was irritated. She shouted, “Chaney is a good man. Mind your words, please.” “Who is he anyway? Why do you treat him so well?” Brian was irritated by Diana’s defense of this guy.

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