Heir Of Fire Series Novels & Stories

I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at. "I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him". "Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard. "You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.

Before Her Heir. Sienna’s breath caught. “Her Heir,” she whispered. Harvey’s face paled. “No. No, Sienna, you don’t understand. It’s not just about the bloodline. It’s what you’re meant to do with it. You’re not just the heir... you are the one who will either break the curse or become its next victim.” Sienna looked at the journal again, her heart racing. The final words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain: Her Heir. Her destiny had just been laid bare before her, and she had no idea how to stop the storm that was about to break.

'Anna, you-‘ 'And listen, I don't need your help! so, just ignore me, I'm just your servant, never be more than that, especially your bitch!' Anna said in a cold tone. And her words were more than enough to make Liam completely silent and stunned by it. She immediately left with emotional steps, leaving Liam behind. And after Anna left, came from behind Liam, the sound of clapping and very loud laughter. ‘HAHAHA’ 'Wow, what an amazing scene! So dramatic! Liam Lawson, the young master and THE HEIR of the Lawson group, was just rejected by a servant, hahaha!'

"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,

Their eyes were the same—golden, ancient, and as if bowing to blood older than their own. They bowed their heads and howled loudly. The long howl broke and echoed, making my heart tremble to the bone. Father stood tall with pride. And I could see that Alpha George was staring at me without looking away for even a second. The elder continued. "The heir of Carpathian will light the Fire of Lineage." I blinked rapidly, not understanding. "What fire?" Alpha George approached, his voice low and warm. "A fire that only burns if your blood is pure. If you are not the heir, then the fire will consume you."

"And a crown, made of fire, hanging over it. Like it was waiting for someone." Dorian went very still. "What?" Sera pressed. "You know what that means. I can see it on your face." "I don't," he said, too quickly, and then, quieter, more honest, "I don't know exactly what it means. But I know the histories describe something like it. A vision only the Founder's true heir was ever supposed to be able to call." "The Founder's heir." The words felt strange in Sera's mouth, too large for her, too heavy. "That's not, I'm not, I'm just a village girl who got lucky with a firebreak—"

It's the reason the curse of one-hundred-thousand years will bring me pain until those years have passed. I am the last direct descendant of Drakon, the dragon who caused the curse. My father was his brother. I alone should pay for Drakon's sins, but the Goddess is vengeful. I've watched all the dragons die but the four of us. Then watched my three remaining brother dragons suffer with the pain of losing their brides again and again. It's fitting that I loved Meagan so deeply, and I will love my next bride in the same way. Fire rises in my throat and I let it slice over the water that has accepted my bride as gift. Now the long years of loneliness begin again. And I will survive because drag

Hearing this, he opened his eyes slightly and said, “It should be some kind of seal enchantment.” Then, the man in the middle with the flame pattern at the corner of his eye said, “Very well then. Let’s go and meet this Young Patriarch Clarke. Windsor Well, if the Five Elements obtain the secret treasure, all credit will go to you. If you need anything in the future, just come to me.” As he said that, the man took out a token shaped like a flame from his pocket and tossed it to Windsor. He said, “This is a Fire Token of the Fire Element. With this, members of the Fire Element will do one thing for you.”

Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law. •••••••••••• Author's Notes: Hi, dear readers! ❤ Thank you for sticking with us and for reading this draft of my crime/mafia/romance story. "THE ALPHA'S DHAMPIRICA" is the title of the sequel, now published on this same profile. It was written as a vampire/mafia/romance novel again, like the original version of this book. If my schedule permits, I would rewrite a non-paranormal version of this first installment soon. I really hope you'll love the second book as well!