Sinful War With Rebel Heir Novels & Stories

“Kara? Kara? Why is he the one talking on your behalf? Did you loose your tongue from taking the pill to prevent you from getting pregnant?” “Dad. You knew?” My heart broke all over again. Before my rebirth, the only wrong he was guilty of was turniya blind eye whenever I was treated harshly and treating Serena and I very differently. “So what if I knew? Your mother was only trying to help. Don't hold it against her and come home. Stop this childish nonsense at once.” “If a girl gets married, she stays with her husband. My case isn't going be any different.” “Married? Who married you off? I'm still alive and I haven't given my blessings yet.”

"Arthur, on my mark. Kael, whatever you do, don't let go of the connection." The shadows in the hallway began to move, detaching themselves from the walls. The uprising wasn't a war—it was a reclamation. And as the first blast doors groaned open to reveal the encroaching darkness of the Directorate’s elite, Kael closed his eyes and whispered a command that would rewrite the history of the valley forever. "Now," Lucien commanded, and the hallway exploded into a riot of light and motion.

Marcus handed the parchment over, his expression grave as he pointed out a single terrifying line scrawled across the margin: "The heir must remain contested until the First Doctrine is secured." Tanya looked down at the parchment, her silver wrist markings flickering with a sudden, faint pulse of divine light as she realized the true battle was far from over. "The war is over," she said quietly, her voice tinged with dark realization as she looked up into Kael's golden eyes.

“There’s a brawl going on with Solomon’s men outside, and when they find out he’s dead and his power is up for grabs, all hell is going to break loose.” Rebel didn’t hesitate. He strode out into the melee, firing shots into the casino’s ceiling. The gunfire quieted the brawling wolves immediately. “Solomon’s dead.” Rebel looked out over the crowd of rebel wolves. “You answer to me now, and you’ll obey my rules.” Without warning, he turned and shot one of Solomon’s men in the leg, the one who’d tried to aid Solomon in hurting Sophia. The wolf crumpled to the ground, howling in pain as he clutched his leg. “What the fuck did you shoot him for?” one of the other wolves growled. Rebel snarled. “

Zebian noticed and didn’t like it a bit. “This is still wrong, you played with her,” She rebuked, still wasn’t letting this go, still too stubborn to listen. He inhaled deeply and fluttered his lashes before looking down, his smile never waiving down. “Nothing is wrong in love and war, my beautiful. Everything was fair. Though, it was her father who wanted to bind her with me so one day she could produce my heir and gain my trust along with a successor to rule. They wished to attack my reign by betraying me but alas, they were not aware of my foresight, it was late until they realised that I seemed to be sharper than they had anticipated,” He revealed, calculative but firm. He would have nev

He turned back, looking at her, as if he was crazy, completely out of his mind "You all must be convinced of that. For her sake, I am ready to lead a war that should have started out since her death. In the past, the only thing that prevented me from that was the barrier that Celine put up as a punishment and a curse on her people." He approached her, and turned his face to her face to say “I reopened the Evil Gate, speaking to the Black Shadows just for her sake , Helen, and for her revenge, I am willing to go further.” "That bastard Xavier deprived me of the woman I love. The day Astraea died, I felt that my heart would be torn apart. It would come out of its place." He closed his eyes, an

Until one day, for no apparent reason, Sandra asked Aletta to conceive Fajar's child with the agreement that if their child was born, Aletta would have to go far away and give the child to Fajar and Sandra. Fajar reluctantly married Aletta religiously and married her until Aletta became pregnant. How happy Sandra was when the baby Aletta was pregnant turned out to be a boy. Baby boys are very strong to be heirs, but when Aletta was pregnant, Fajar became very concerned about Aletta and could not bear to separate the mother and child. Sandra hated Aletta because she was considered to have snatched her husband and son. Aletta had also broken her promise; she did not want to let go of Fajar or

She asked. Christopher hesitated before answering, eyes falling downwards and his hand gripping the edge of his desk. "She was meant to be mine, but Lance destroyed all that. He ruins everything." He muttered. "He ruins all chances I had of having a chance to get rid of this damn title of the illegitimate child. He stole the chance of getting the inheritance and now he's taken Roxanne. I feel like fucking killing him, mother." Oh, how she wished she could. Grace though with a slight roll of her eyes, after all, dealing with his mother that same way had been relatively easy. However, it was far too much trouble to deal with him.

"Be ready to invoke the ancient rights the moment those girls are safe." As Healer Thorne worked frantically to manage the premature birth while the war council coordinated a desperate rescue mission, Mira realized that her child had chosen the perfect moment to arrive. The revolution needed a Luna born in the crucible of battle, and that was exactly what they were about to get. The next contraction brought with it not just pain, but power—and the absolute certainty that everything was about to change.

“No, this can't be true.” Evander leaned back, arms folded, his voice steady. “It's true. His family sent word. The rebels are using his memory as a banner.” I buried my face in my hands. "So, she did this? She is responsible for this war?” He shot me a sharp look. "Do you see now why I have doubts about her and Lucien?” “How could she take glory for a war stained with blood she spilled by mistake?” “She even went further,” Evander said coldly. “She manipulated his death for her own gain.”