Novel & Cerita Heir Of Fire Free Audiobook

“And maybe… redemption.” The line went quiet. Somewhere on his end, I could hear rain. Finally, I said, “If you’re serious, you’ll meet me halfway.” “Where?” he asked. “Where the fire started.” Then I hung up. Adrian’s POV The call’s last words looped through him like a brand: Where the fire started. He remembered the Brooklyn skyline, the glow on the river. That’s where she meant to meet…not as the woman he’d accused, but as the one still burning for truth.

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—

I was the only one who could handle her fire. "Nevan," she sobbed, her hands clutching my face. The violet light was still there, but it was soft now, like the dawn. "You're back. You're really back." "I told you," I whispered, pulling her into a crushing embrace. "I'm the only thing that's ever been yours. You can't get rid of me that easily." I felt her heartbeat—steady, powerful, and perfectly synced with the child’s. The Heir was quiet, watching us with a strange, alien curiosity. It had seen the Mother defeat the Grandmother. It had learned a new lesson: that love wasn't a flaw, but a firewall.

“I can feel it… the life growing… the fire… it’s… it’s part of me now, part of us…” Kaelion’s hands brushed along her sides, thumbs caressing the curve of her hips. “Yes,” he whispered, voice low, intimate. “The heir grows within you. The fire we share has seeded it, nourished it, intertwined it with your essence. Soon, it will be a child of flame and flesh, as powerful, as eternal, as unstoppable as its parents. And just as the fire chooses, it also protects. You and the child are one with it. Nothing can harm you now.”

“And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.” What did he just say? I’ll be living in this unknown place starting today? And the heir of the Ambroise family? I disagree. I can’t just leave my comfort zone just like that. You can’t just leave me this responsibility. “I don’t agree with this,” I argued with my father, but he didn’t care. “You have to listen to me this time,” my father calmly told me, which took me back. His eyes were begging as if there wasn’t tomorrow. “It’s for your protection. Please listen to my selfish request.”

The wound spluttered and the pain increase, she was sweating, panting and gasping for air. “I didn’t want to have to do this myself, those stupid elders should have ended your pathetic life, along side with your father.” He corked his head. In the pain, her eyes widened in surprise, she couldn’t believe her eyes. “Oh yes, Athena…” He said with an evil glint in his eyes. “The Nightshade elders...Murdered your father--” “Fuck you!” She screamed and kicked him in the crouch with her good leg, buying her a little bit of time to get away from him.

“Come home.” The word cracked something inside me. Because gods help me… I wanted to. ELRIC'S POV The council continued to scream in the palace far away. However, what they refused to see was revealed to me by the fire that illuminated the distant horizon. The heir of the architect had come out of hiding. She was awake. XENIA'S POV Wild and ruthless, the fire clawed higher. My chest—my chest was worse than my white-hot palms. Ribs straining to contain something that was never intended to be contained, like a cage disintegrating.

The paper caught fire instantly and orange flames consumed ink that had survived for decades. I grabbed his wrist. “What was on it?” His cloudy eyes met mine and for the first time, I saw genuine terror. “If anyone learns what I just remembered…” His voice shook. “…your girl won’t live long enough to see winter.” My grip tightened. “What did you remember?” His answer came so quietly I almost missed it. “There was never only one Ember Heir.” My blood turned cold. “There were three.” The fire finished consuming the page, nothing remained except drifting ash.

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.

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.