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"The heiress does not have an accord with fire, so who are you exactly." The medium ignited dangerously, causing Anna to hide behind Meliae, But the much more experienced nymph bravely stood her ground. She did not know if he was bluffing or not about having an accord with the heiress, but one thing she was sure of, one thing that cannot change no matter what. Amalthea surely knew her followers were here for her, but that was not the end of it, she surely knew that Meliae was here, her friend, the heiress was cool and amazing, and she would never let anything harm her followers. In her heiress she trusted. "Alright, I will give you the benefit of the doubt. Let us say you do have an accord w

I embraced this ultimate power and saw what my Mom meant. Hexia growls as she emerges from the hole she made. "My sweet, kill her!" The Hydra heard a roar, and he watched his master get hurt. I watched the three-head-long neck glow bright orange-yellow, knowing what was coming. Hexia's pet summons fire was coming out of their mouth. He blasts the flame toward me. I outstretched my hand and blocked the fire. I inhaled the burning flames through my writing and closed it. "Impossible!"

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well. I'm excited to announce that book two of, 'Revenge of the Heir' is on its way! Arthur's story is far from over, and things are about to get even more intense. I'll start uploading soon. Hope you guys are as excited as I am!

"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."

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

“I'm so glad we left Nightshade Pack,” a woman said, her voice low and even as she examined a perfume bottle. “I know, me too…We should never have surrendered to Silver Moon Pack in the first place. Alpha James thought he was doing us a favor, but he totally ruined us, the pack is dying under Silver Moon.” The other woman replied, testing a shade of eyeshadow. They continued browsing, their conversation hushed but intense amidst the rows of cosmetics and skincare products. “I heard he was murdered by rebels and that the heir, Athena was murdered by rogues.”

A girl I barely remembered from a yoga class once commented on one of my ancient I*******m posts with: “Wait. Is your son THE Wolfe heir?” I stood in Lucien’s penthouse kitchen in one of his oversized T-shirts, barefoot and completely overwhelmed. Leo, on the other hand, sat at the island with a banana pancake and a crown made of napkins he’d proudly taped together. Completely unbothered. “Mommy,” he said between bites, “what does ‘heir’ mean?” I blinked. “Where did you hear that?” “On TV.” He shrugged. “Some lady with a lot of makeup said I’m the Wolfe heir. Do I have to wear a crown now? Is it heavy?”

To my surprise, he tossed it into the big green fire, watching it melt and disappear. I gasped silently. Whoever they had to be summoning was super powerful. At the height of the flames erupting into a tornado of fire, a veiled woman walked out, tall, with a disturbing air to her, glowy eyes, and a shrill voice. A healer. Not just an ordinary healer but a century healer. “I summoned her for you,” Alpha Gabriel voiced out. “She'll tend to you tonight. I have noticed you haven't shifted since our training,” he commanded.

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!

Damian read the annotation beneath: “Victor approached me today. He believes he can trade information about Reed. Dangerous. His hunger outpaces his intellect. Charlotte will turn on him first. I cannot trust him. I cannot trust his future heirs.” The words hit me like a blow. Adrian muttered, stunned, “Future heirs? She predicted Emma.” Damian nodded. “She predicted everything.” I swallowed. “Is there more?” He scrolled. Part 3 - Redacted File: “Project Finch.” The tablet beeped. ACCESS DENIED - LEVEL A3 REQUIRES: PRIMARY KEY + BLOOD ID Elias froze. “Mother’s highest clearance.” Damian looked at me. “We need your father’s key. Or yours.”