Naruto Banished Heritage Revealed Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

Why does she have to face so much humiliation because of me? They all glare at us with intense hatred and anger as if we've done something unforgivable. “Since we rejected this cursed bond and it refused to break, you and your mother will pay for it!” Alpha Thorne growls. Ali and the elders exchange uneasy glances. “I, Alpha Thorne of the ShadowClaw Pack, banish you, Hyera and Ani Avil, from this pack!” He puts his hand on his chest—severing the ties. Our bond with the pack quickly breaks, leaving an aching pain in my chest.

“It’s all here. The Grayhide name was forged from a union between Alpha Ceryn and a witch of the Varyn line. The council erased it to protect the purity laws. They’ve been killing their own blood for centuries.” I run my fingers over the brittle page. The sigil inked in the margin is the same crescent-flame mark that appeared beneath my skin the night I escaped. “Then this isn’t just a curse,” I breathe. “It’s heritage.” Lucian studies me as if seeing me for the first time. “You realize what that means?” I nod. “That the law they kill for was built on a lie.” A bird shrieks outside, startled from a nearby tree. Both of us tense. We’ve learned to listen to the forest; its fear always arrives

I asked. "What do you mean?" "There are other secrets," I said. "I can feel them. This isn't the only thing you're keeping from me." Kieran's emotions spiked with panic again. "Laila—" "What else?" I demanded. "There are things about your heritage, about your abilities, that are complicated," he said reluctantly. "What about my heritage?" "Your parents weren't who you think they were," Kieran said. "Your bloodline is much more significant than anyone told you."

“Nora… your mother wasn’t just of royal blood. She was Silver Ash.” The world tilted. “What?” “She was their Luna. The rightful Luna of Silver Ash. She left them when she realized what they were becoming. She ran. She carried you away. And she died because she chose freedom over the throne.” I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. Roman’s hand tightened on my arm, grounding me, but it felt like the ground itself had been ripped out from under me. Silver Ash. My blood. My heritage. The monsters I had spent my life avoiding weren’t just my enemies.

The gene that could awaken once was. The Lords of the mountains were not born gods any more than the Sages. They had a beginning just as much as an end, but were too far parted from the rest to be considered men. The Four from the stories of our creation were not gods until they created the Guardians. Yonkai Tsune Wotians And Hunters. Blood lines. Legacies that had never mixed until me. My mother is a Tsune. My father a Hunter, his mother a Wotian. Creating me. A freak, who became the butt of a twisted joke. It was one thing to read their minds. Gain insight and information I never should have had in the first place.

His eyes were dead dark things that didn't terrify me as much as irritated me. I could see myself how he saw me because of my name and who I was. The history we shared before either of us was even born. And in that instant, I hated him with the same intensity he hated me too. I don't know the details behind his family's banishment. That is reserved for my father's inner court. An inner court he didn't deem me fit to belong to, just yet, till I had proven myself, graduating top of my year from Crescent Moon Academy.

“The clans saw her line as an infection. They feared what she passed down. Wolves who didn’t just shift—they adapted. Wolves who heard voices in the old stone. Who could resist control. Who could fight alpha commands. Who could burn the instincts from their blood if they had to.” I sat back, trying to make sense of what I already knew was true. “So you’re saying... I’m descended from her.” “I’m saying,” Chito replied, “that you’re the last one.” The weight of those words landed like a stone in my gut. I had spent so long trying to understand my place in the bloodlines, Oryx, Hollow Fang, rogue, nothing. Now, I realized I was never part of any of them. I was the seed they had buried and tried

His voice was a combination of astonishment, and I could see him visualizing the secret facts that may be buried in these ancient pages. I sat next to him, watching the dawn paint the sky with colors of pink and gold. “I’ve always felt like I was meant for something greater,” I said. “But I never understood why. Reading this, I’m beginning to realize that there’s a heritage in my blood a destiny that goes back generations.” Marcus nodded slowly, his attention fixated on the journal. “Your ancestor was a unifier, a bridge between divided packs. Perhaps you have inherited more than simply a name. Maybe you possess within you the potential to alter our world.”

She possessed abilities beyond comprehension, capable of bending reality and shaping the very fabric of existence. As Sable and Jericho delved deeper into the pages of the book, they discovered the true purpose behind their journey. It was not simply to uncover Sable's heritage, but to embrace her destiny and fulfill the prophecy that had been foretold since ancient times. The prophecy spoke of a cataclysmic event that would shake the foundations of both realms, threatening the delicate balance that held them together. Only someone with Sable's unique lineage had the power to avert this disaster and restore harmony.