Sinful War With Rebel Heir Novels & Stories

He would not let go and kept trying to hold on when suddenly, a tall shadow stepped in front of me. "She has expressed herself loud and clear. Touch her again, I dare you." I did not know when Daniel showed up or how much he had heard, but his expression was calm. Even so, I could tell he was happy. He had a good reason to be. He finally became the heir to the Graham family. He could let out all the anger and unhappiness he had been holding in for years.

“Enough! What in the hells is this bickering about?” Cormac’s breathing was heavy, but he didn’t hesitate. “This war—this entire war—is because of him,” he said, pointing sharply at Thane. “Because he couldn’t give shelter to the lupa he illegitimately impregnated. Because he abandoned her and she landed in human hands. They used the child she bore to build this accursed weapon that would now wipe us all out!” Thane’s heart thudded. “That’s a lie!” he shouted, stepping forward. “I spent months in New York looking for her. I did everything I could. You think I just forgot her?”

“They have established an alternative kingdom there, ruled in the name of their queen.” I smiled sadly. Duty always came before everything else. “Okay,” I said. Then, more softly, “Must you go?” “I must,” he said firmly. “They owe me revenge, Layla. They have the blood of my mother and father on their hands. They murdered them brutally to steal the throne. I must wipe them from the face of the earth.” “I wish you victory,” I said with a smile that did not reach my heart. War terrified me. I did not know what to say or do. All I could do was silently cry and wait, hoping he would return to me safe and whole.

My father was quiet for a long moment, so I turned back to the window, eager to escape his knowing stare. “You know,” he said finally. “There’s something I need to tell you about the war with Ironheart Pack.” Thank the goddess. Something I could actually handle. “What about it?” “Years ago, I killed their Alpha—Brayden—in battle. Honorable combat, witnessed by both packs, but his son Jacob…” My father’s jaw tightened. “Jacob doesn’t care about honor. He wants revenge, and he’s been building alliances for months. This declaration of war isn’t impulsive—it’s calculated.”

Cody lunged forward and snatched the knife out of Mira’s hand. It was nothing more than a toy. He quickly restrained her, then apologized to us. “I’m sorry. My sister’s still young and immature. Please don’t hold this against her. “I beg you not to spread this around. We promise we’ll never bring it up again once we leave. She has a future ahead of her, a life to live. Please don't let this mistake ruin everything for her.”

"What are you doing? These men are rebels! They are the ones who started the war!" Leo laughed. It was a cold, sharp sound. It didn't sound like the brother who used to help me dye silk in our tiny hut. "The war was a lie, Izzy," Leo said. He stepped closer, the purple light of his sword reflecting in his eyes. "The Valerion family stole the throne from the Weavers three hundred years ago. They turned our magic into a crime so they could stay in power. I’m not a rebel. I’m the rightful heir."

"The council tried to take me. He fought them. His brother too. They would have been killed if I hadn't gone with the Varkas. I didn't have another choice." He was silent for a long time. I stood there with my heart beating wildly, waiting for him to tell me it was impossible, that a Blackwell could not be bound to a Reaper, that the child complicated everything the family had just begun to rebuild around me. Part of me expected him to demand I forget Cassian. Another part of me was already preparing to refuse. At last he looked back at me. "You love him." "Yes." "And the child is his." "Yes." He exhaled slowly, the sound rough. "Then this is no longer only a matter of bringing you home. Thi

Though, I told them that me and Sirila will just go to visit our half relatives in the human town, who opposed the principles of the new leader of sphinx. They already cut off their bond from the leader and they were banished from going here. I actually didn't plan on going back here because I planned to ran away far from here, but when I met Cromwel, everything changed, I wanted to do things that would make us all happy. Things that would change the world between my kind and his. It really hurts me to think about him, but this is the only way that I could think of to help them win the war, because I don't really agree with my brother's principles about immortality. I know my brother too wel

I only want my Queen. Do not test the patience of an army that has waited two years for this day. — General Varick "Heir to the Ancient Throne," I whispered, the words feeling heavy and impossible on my tongue. "He’s calling a rebel leader a Sovereign. He’s ready to trigger a total war for her."

"Why now? Why attack my father?" "Because he's the one who destroyed them. The one who killed their leaders." Elder Joseph's expression was grim. "They want revenge. And they want to destabilise the pack." "Do we know where they are?" "Not yet. But we're working on it." He paused. "There's something else." "What?" "During our investigation, we uncovered information about one of the rebel leaders from the original faction. "What kind of information?" "He had a daughter. Born during the war. Hidden away."