Heir Of Rage Novels & Stories

Summer squirmed under his touch, the Old man had wrinkly too pale skin. But he could see it. He could see what led him straight to her. Her eyes. Rich pools of molten gold that seemed to swirl beneath their depth. She was thin and scrawny. "Who would have thought..." He murmured as everyone around watched the two of them silently. He gathered himself quickly and turned to his men. "Take her to the carriage. We leave tonight." He ordered and Rhaegal frowned. "It's too late. The roads aren't safe."

Replied Prince again, almost completely recovered, but melancholy. — How terrible! But it's just a rumor, it's not really, is it? Asked Lion, startled. — They say I owe my strength and courage to my eyes, even though I don't think I'm brave, I know I'm stronger than any other child. So, I am only an heir until there is someone to replace me. But I don't have a mother and Dad doesn't want to fall in love again, the nobles are starting to worry that the lineage will end. If that happens, Castela will be without a king for fifteen years! Until new children raised and educated to be heirs grown up. And thereafter, they still need to compete to find out who is the most worthy! … Everything … Beca

Now, his statue stood beside others: the fallen warriors, the alphas before us, and now Rowan’s. This wasn’t just a celebration. It was his anointing. Rowan Caelen Blackthorn. The Golden Heir. My son. The entire pack cheered as he stepped onto the platform. He wore ceremonial armor, polished and regal, and behind him, his golden wolf spirit shimmered briefly just enough for all to see. Gasps echoed. Cheers erupted. The sky thundered, even without clouds. “I’m not crying,” I whispered to Xander, blinking rapidly.

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

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.

But she was nowhere to be found. I paced the halls of the house, my mind racing with anger and frustration. My blood boiled with fury as the rogue's words echoed in my head. The thought of my father being responsible for Hailee's father's death and the theft of the crown enraged me beyond measure. How dare she come after me and my pack, all the while hiding her true identity as a rogue Alpha. My hands trembled with anger and my thoughts raced with a plan for vengeance.

"Rumors have reached us, Alpha Ragnar. They say you now have breeders who possess the power to provide you and your Luna with an heir. A direct line of succession is no longer hindered by your curse." Ragnar's eyes narrowed, the anger he had been suppressing now surfacing. "Don't tell me you look down on me because I don't have an heir. Are you supporting the rebels who doubt my leadership just because of a supposed curse?" His voice was laced with a mix of frustration and simmering anger.

I released Howen, watching his huge body flop to the ground like a caught fish as he sucked the air greedily back into his lungs. “Everyone needs to hear this. Things are changing round here. You all need to know the truth about me. There is a reason I was elected Rogue Leader. You men are all proud Beta’s. Well I’m an Alpha by blood. My full name is Willian Declan Ragnar. I am the heir to this shithole. My family were murdered by Valdis just like yours. Except mine were Alpha and Luna Ragnar.” The atmosphere shifted. Howen sat up staring at me with wide eyes and a busted nose, his throat and shoulders already starting to bruise. Fear swept around as the injured slowly came to their feet. It

I start to say, "But I'm not sure if there's a chance that will be happening. You've done more than enough damage to even still roam the face of the earth." "That's why your father's dead. He didn't deserve to still roam the earth after all that he did. He should have even died a long time ago." The rage that fills my heart from hearing him say that wasn't something I could explain. All that I know is that it took over me and my nails become longer. I swipe at his neck instantly. But while in the middle of that, I hear a loud "No" that almost made me stop.

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!