Novel & Cerita Heir To Edenbrooke

"Katherine, what is this really about?" Katherine's expression darkened. "The man who saved your life, Eden—the one who brought you back after my stepson ripped your heart out and left you to die—do you know who he really is?" Eden's brow furrowed. "He's a powerful EmberBorn. That's all I need to know."

She cautioned and he nodded before slumping on the bed. The only thing he wished for right now is for his new home to be better than the former, he thought and laid silently on the bed. Just then, the door creaked and opened slowly. Derrick walked in and shut the door gently. He looked at the boy who got up immediately he had seen him. He sat on the bed with fear written all over his face while Derrick chuckled. "Eden smith,heir apparent of Emilio," he smirked as he walked around the room.

Most of the last were nonchalant and inexperienced. "The safety of the people is greatly questioned. The great house cannot protect itself against Intruders, how much more are its people? Lord Heather, I don't know what's going on in your house but you do have to put it in another unless like I said earlier we move the title of the Alpha to another house and they'll rule Manor," elder Eden said. He is one of the oldest elders in the whole of Manor and he was before me and even my father. He is as old as Manor itself so he held so much standing in Manor. He sometimes annoys me a lot because he is one of the reasons I'm always on a tight edge as he likes to keep me on my toes.

Owen, who I had left with them to come and speak with her, shakes his head. I sigh and nod before walking out. He gives me a reassuring nod. “Maybe give a little time. She must be confused right now.” He says when we get to the car. I grumble an incoherent reply. Not in the best of moods. I didn't have much expectations for today, but I at least hoped I would be able to talk to her. We may not have planned this but that child is going to be my heir. She doesn’t know, but it is important to me that she keeps it.

When Henry saw me, he sized me up from head to toe before saying directly, "Ms. Summers, come, take a seat. The Fenton family would like to make a deal with you." Henry placed his teacup down and continued, "In this generation, there is only one heir to the Fenton family, Stephen. His mother was injured during childbirth and couldn't have more children. My wife and I have worried about it for years." I understood immediately. I lifted my gaze to meet his. He nodded. "Name your terms. Our family can afford them." Stephen sat next to him, not saying anything but not objecting to them either. I lowered my head and thought about it for a while.

Her lips curled in distaste as she slipped her hand into the crook of Edmund’s arm. “Edmund, that’s Serena,” she murmured, her voice laced with venom. “Find a way to tank her company.” Edmund, tall and immaculately dressed, was the kind of man who turned heads effortlessly. Though not the official Whitehall heir, he stood close to the throne—should the current heir falter, Edmund would be the first in line to inherit. His eyes narrowed, a flicker of malice flashing within them. The memory of Serena humiliating him in front of that woman was still fresh, the sting of it fueling his irritation.

I plan on bringing the child to the castle frequently, just like how I came to the castle all the time when I was a child. Brandon kisses her cheek. “I’m sorry, honey. I’ve been trying to hold off on this topic for as long as I can. I don’t even want to think about it, but at some point, we would have to do exactly what my parents have done with Dee. For the previous generation, Uncle Charles is the hidden heir.” Katherine’s eyes snap over to my uncle. This shouldn’t be a surprise, based on what she already knows about me, but clearly this isn’t something that she even considered.

No one expected him to return, let alone stand here. Adriana gestured toward him. “Lorenzo has studied abroad, built alliances outside this blood-soaked city, and remained untainted by its betrayals. He will be my Heir Apparent—my chosen successor. Under my guidance, he will learn to rule. Not as a pawn, but as the future this city deserves.” Rocco shot to his feet. “A boy? You expect us to follow a child?” Damian stepped forward, his voice low and lethal. “Question her decision again, and you won’t leave this hall breathing.”

“Mr. Holmes, I’m sorry for not teaching my son well, which led to him being rude to you. I apologize to you on his behalf and hope that you can show some mercy and let my son go. I’ll be sure to teach him a lesson when we return! Also, where’s Mr. Clarke? I want to meet…” How could Bo not panic? As he spoke, the cold sweat at the corner of his forehead dripped. This Mr. Holmes in front of him was the younger brother of Alan Holmes, one of the three lords of Uppercreek! Who would dare to mess with him? That would be messing with Alan Holmes! That would be courting death! Seeing this scene, Henley was dumbfounded. His jaw dropped wide open as he stared at his father in disbelief. He asked, “Da

Translation: "Brother, your life is boring! You only practice how to stab our knights! You don't play with Yana!" "Forgive your brother but I'm doing this protect you. I don't care if I won't be the emperor however, Brother Henry wants to inherit Nethersbane" "Nedosbean? What is that Bwader?" Translation: Nethersbane? What is that Brother?