Novel & Cerita Heir Of Fire Free Online

She spent five years loving a man who never loved her back. He brought his first love into their home, claimed he was only helping her, and slowly turned cold. One night the house burned. The first love had her tied down and whispered that her husband would save her first. He did. She died in the flames. She wakes on the morning of their fifth anniversary, the same day he once left her for the other woman’s birthday. This time she remembers everything.

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.

She might not have been right in my eyes, but it didn't warrant an argument in the middle of a human settlement. "Let's not hash this out here where anyone can walk close enough to us to understand that this conversation shouldn't take place between two human girls," I instructed and walked towards where I spotted a boutique. Cyra walked with her arm tangled within mine but didn't comment. She was the Heir for the Ignis. The fire dragons. A few years younger than I am, with a tall slender frame and untameable red hair. By all accounts, she was stunning, but a very wild spirit to tame. Except when it came to her views on humans and dragons. Those were very rigid lines in her book and lines sh

"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."

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

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.”

But it wasn’t the bonfire that caught my eyes, but the wood poles that were placed around it with each of my loved ones strapped to a pole, unconscious. My heart sank in my chest, as it reminded me of how witches were burned at the stake, making me fear this was what the heir had in store for my family. Carla gasped at the sight in front of her eyes, as it was clear that she too was thinking the same as me. “I see you succeeded in bringing the girl to me.” I heard the heir’s voice say, before I seen him appear from the depths of the fire. “As you wished, my Prince.” Carla said stepping away from me, as I stared at her in disbelief that she would double cross us, but it was clear that she had

"The First Flame is more than just a bad luck charm. It is a power—a power that can either save him or destroy you. You have to make the decision. I let out a cry as the agony in my chest got worse. "What do you mean?" With tears streaming down my cheeks, I said. "How can I save him if he’s so far gone?" For a minute, the Harbinger's face softened, but his eyes stayed icy. "The secret to igniting the fire within him is you. You must accept your heritage first, though. You have to embrace yourself, the person you were destined to be.

“You were meant to burn the old world down!” “I did burn it,” Evelyn hissed, pushing forward. “But I built something better from the ashes.” “You call this better?” The Heir’s laughter was wild, echoing through the valley. “Chains wrapped in silk are still chains, sister.” “I’m not your sister,” Evelyn spat. “Oh, you are,” the Heir said softly, pressing her blade to Evelyn’s throat. “We share the same scars.” Evelyn’s magic flared. The air around them shattered like glass. In an instant, the Heir was thrown backward, slamming into the mud.

But it would also draw eyes from shadows we had not yet seen, from enemies we could not yet name. And I, Arianna Draxen, Luna, Fire-Blooded, mother, and heir of the first wolves, would meet it head-on. Because those who underestimated the Fire-Blooded would burn.