Heir Of Fire Epub Novels & Stories

Killian looked at her and whispered, “Selene, I will never let you go. I will never let any harm come to you, even if it means giving up my life!” … Deep in the woods, in an abandoned territory, a rogue priestess reported back, “The flameborn has awakened, and she bears the heir of light!” Clack!

“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.”

“She carries the blood. I can see it.” Elder Marius stepped forward, eyes wide. “The bond to moonfire—it’s real.” Light glimmered beneath my skin now. Not blinding, but steady. Like something eternal had cracked open. Ember lay still beneath me. Her chest heaved. Her mouth opened—and then closed. She knew. I stood slowly, blade still in hand. “I don’t fight for power,” I said. “I fight because I am power. I am the heir. The flame. The prophecy.”

The girl stood beside the hunter like a statue, silver rings circling her irises, her once-bright voice stolen, her soul somewhere else. Seraphine stepped forward, hand trembling, lips dry. “Kaela…?” The girl didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Only whispered, in a voice not her own: “Heir of flame. Daughter of Elira. You were warned.” The hunter stood behind her, arms crossed, emotionless. “We wanted to show you what happens when you love something more than your cause.” Seraphine’s flame flared — but dimly. Not because it was weak. Because she was shaking too hard to focus.

“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

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

A mark similar to the fire chimera’s also appeared between his eyebrows. Seeing this, the Imperial Preceptor kept shaking his head and said with a smile, “So, your mother had given you the imprint of the Royal Chimera family of the other shore long ago. However, this imprint was deeply concealed in your body and required the fire energy stone as a trigger to release it.” Hearing this, Philip was shocked. He looked at the stone in his hand and said to the Imperial Preceptor, “Uncle, are you saying that I already had the mark of the Royal Chimera family in my body?”

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.

"That's enough!" Derek suddenly yelled, glaring at me with pure contempt. "Let me tell you the truth—I'm the heir of the Astor family. When my parents get here tomorrow, forget a few dozen—I could give you hundreds! Thousands! You're nothing but a pathetic loser. Who are you to humiliate me?" With that, he shoved past me and ran out. Estelle's face darkened as she snapped at me, "Happy now? You really did hit your head. Now nobody's happy. Just pack your things and come with me!"

"How can there be order without chaos. Nothing in the universe remains unchecked. When the origin divine artefact, the 'Book of Order', brought about order, her polar opposite did not sit still. The 'Chaotic Flames' which had the same history and was in itself, a powerful origin artefact more than capable of contending with the 'Book of Order', lived up to its name- and brought chaos. The history is a long one. I cannot say it all. All that is important is that the 'Chaotic Flames' won that long war. And true to his name, he singed the 'Book of Order', yet he couldn't destroy her. But its victory wasn't without cost. It was weakened as well. The weakened 'Book of Order' didn't let up though,