Heir To Fire Novels & Stories

Idrissa smiled and nodded, “I take it you took so long to know if you can see why I summoned you?” “You are a smart man, the reason you have been the python king for over a thousand years. So tell me dear king, what do you want from me?” “I take it you didn’t see a vision then,” he chuckled, however, his face soon turned serious. “Did you hear the news?” “What news?” “That a nightwalker now possesses the eternal fire.” “Oh, that,” Hepzibah shrugged. “You don’t seem surprised.” “Yes I’m not.”

"I've handed everything over, Mr. Alex. Also, a high payment to Mr. Brandon, but unfortunately, that mechanic has been buried for a while." Alef's body grew even more tense. "And one more thing." This time, Sebastian moved. He approached the girl who was under tight security. She looked down, visibly trembling in his hands. Sebastian felt like he wanted to hug her tightly to alleviate the fear she held. "The main heir of Group Azure."

' probably one of her spies. 'Investigate someone for me, I want to know her every move, report back to me very soon' Was what she sent to her spy. Meanwhile in the study room. Behind a handsome mahogany desk, Christian Stark was nonchalantly seated on his leather chair. Steadily tapping his fingers on the desk. Jared stood before him, it looked like they were discussing something. "I can't let what happened to my son happen to my grandson… he is the only heir I have." Christian Stark said, leaning back on his office chair.

The flame was theirs, jointly held, jointly tended. The crown of fire did not rest on his head; it lived in his grasp, pulsed in his heart, and shone from his eyes. He was no longer the heir; he was the flame. And his dynasty would be brilliant, warm, and eternal. —

My father had watched us both grow me, careful, calculating, shaping myself for leadership; him, reckless yet bold, with a fire that seemed to draw people to him like moths to flame. And in the end, that was what mattered. Not wisdom. Not patience. Not blood order. Charisma. I remember the day my father named him heir. The council hall was crowded, the air thick with expectation. I stood there, straight-backed, certain of what was coming. Certain that at last, I would be acknowledged. But when my father spoke, the words carved me open like a blade: “Varian shall be Alpha after me. He carries the fire our people need.”

Aditya replied, asking back. "Don't be delusional; why should I be that polite if you're just a hired leader?" Benny asked again. "Although you call or consider me a hired leader, you need to know that whatever my current status is, I am still your leader. Remember that! I can do whatever I want," Aditya replied in a threatening tone. "What can you do? You're being a leader," Benny asked with a snort. "I can fire you; I can take back the shares that my father gave you; oh yeah, I can also kick you out without further ado," replied Aditya, firmly and still looking so calm.

"It's the maintenance day and the engineer working on it have switched it off so it......." "Fire them!" She said as she began to head to the stairs "What? But Miss Celine you...." "Do you wish to be fired too?" Celine questioned angrily and Stacey Shaked off her head in response. "I was only going to ask if you could use the stairs, your leg......."she stopped abruptly when she saw that she was crossing the line. "What about my leg? Oh! Just like the bloody rest, you think of me as an handicap? Just because am now limping, you think of me as an invalid?" She said gently

“Tell me your name.” He finally looked directly into her eyes. “Adrian Cross.” Elena froze. The name struck something deep inside her memory. Adrian Cross. The mysterious heir of Cross Holdings. A man who had disappeared from the public eye years ago. In her previous life, she had only heard rumors about him. Some said he was ruthless. Others said he was dead. But there was one thing everyone agreed on. Adrian Cross never got involved in other people's affairs. So why was he standing in front of her?

“I can feel it… the life growing… the fire… it’s… it’s part of me now, part of us…” Kaelion’s hands brushed along her sides, thumbs caressing the curve of her hips. “Yes,” he whispered, voice low, intimate. “The heir grows within you. The fire we share has seeded it, nourished it, intertwined it with your essence. Soon, it will be a child of flame and flesh, as powerful, as eternal, as unstoppable as its parents. And just as the fire chooses, it also protects. You and the child are one with it. Nothing can harm you now.”

My hands, hanging at my sides, clenched into tight fists, my nails digging into my palms so hard they nearly drew blood. I wiped the sourness from my mouth and instinctively hid the bag of supplements behind my back. "It's none of your business." "How is it not our business?" Liana stepped closer with a sly smile, deliberately caressing the heavy golden locket—a symbol of the pack mother—hanging around her neck. "Kaelen doesn't want me to feel wronged, so he's decided to hold a Grand Naming Ceremony for our son tomorrow. It's a historic event, I know, and as the former mate, you should come and give the heir your blessing, right?"