The Heir Of House Black Ao3 Novels & Stories

I continued, voice steady despite the knot tightening in my chest, “what would’ve happened?” He didn’t answer immediately. “That’s not something the council knows either,” he said finally. “But if I had to guess…” His voice lowered. “You wouldn’t be standing here.” A chill crawled up my spine. “Possession?” I asked. “Ascension,” he corrected. “Which is just possession with prettier language.” I swallowed. “Then she’ll try again.” “Yes.” “When?” Rael’s gaze flicked upward, toward the pale sky. “Soon.” The pendant pulsed faintly in agreement.

Elias took my mouth, and Caspian teased my breasts and clit until another orgasm ripped through me. They rotated, each claiming me thoroughly, their combined essence marking me as theirs. The night blurred into ecstasy and whispered revelations—the Blackthorn brothers were bound to an ancient veil between worlds, their longevity and power sustained by a mate who could channel the energies. I was that vessel, my latent gifts awakening under their touch.

In walks my very witchy cousin, Raven Ashwood, looking fierce. The room fell silent. Raven had always had that effect on people. Long black hair hung nearly to her waist, streaked with silver despite her young age. Dark tattoos wound around her arms and disappeared beneath the sleeves of her leather jacket. Around her neck hung enough charms, crystals, and enchanted trinkets to make any superstitious wolf nervous. And wolves were very superstitious when it came to witches.

"I, Alpha Maxine Blackclaw of Blackclaw Pack hereby denounce you, Avery Blackclaw, now to be know as Avery Omega as my daughter" I gasp and fall back from the tearing pain I can feel in her chest from this declaration, my tears flow freely down my face as I look towards my mother, my sister and brother desperately, but the people I see in front t of me are like strangers. I see no hint of remorse or pity in them, my fate is sealed. My mother steps forward to standing with my father. "I Luna Mara Blackclaw of Blackclaw Pack hereby denounce you Avery Omega as my daughter".

But the heir’s stare was steady, unyielding. “My mother was of the Shadowblood line,” he said at last. “I inherited… this.” He gestured vaguely to the darkness curling at his boots. “I didn’t know what it meant until the Creed found me.” “And now?” she asked. “Now I know they’ll never stop coming.” A knock at the door broke the moment. One of the scouts stepped in, snow melting from his cloak. “My lady. You need to hear this.” The heir straightened. “Speak.”

Elara tucked herself between history and mythology, seeking silence, seeking air. The silence broke. “Well, well. The fallen heiress, still pretending to read.” Derek Blackthorne leaned against the shelf as his reflection carved into a sharp edge in the shadow with green eyes glittering like a predator and shining curly black hair. Elara shut her book without looking at him. “Leave me.” “Why? I'm not the answer to your prayer?” He sank into the chair opposite her sprawling as if he owned it. “I can help you get back your lost crown Vale.”

"What is that smell? Have you really not changed your clothes since my birthday party? I suppose dried wine counts as perfume for someone of your... background." She looked Ava up and down, her gaze lingering on the damp hem of the coat with the disdain one reserves for a soiled rag in a discount bin. "But actually, it’s fitting. Isn't the illegitimate daughter supposed to be the best at pleasing men? It’s in the blood, isn’t it? You’ve been training for this since birth." Henry joined in, a low, lecherous chuckle rumbling in his chest. His eyes were glued to the sliver of pale skin exposed at the neckline of Ava’s coat, his gaze heavy with a disgusting, incestuous hunger.

Before I believed him. The phone rang again. I rejected it. Again. And again. And again. Finally, I powered the device off completely. Silence returned. This time, it felt permanent. I sat on my couch and stared out the window. The rain continued falling outside. Hours passed. The city grew darker. My thoughts grew heavier. By midnight, one truth became impossible to ignore. Everything had changed. I was pregnant. I was alone. And Ethan Blackwood was no longer part of my future.

my mother announced. “His name is Blake Black, from the family of Black, the former Crown Prince of the Vampires. He is half Vampire and half Siren and tonight after the mating ritual that we will perform for him and Luna, he will become part Lycan also. The leaders of the supernatural world have already started construction on their palace,” she continues.

However the fear settled deep By the time I returned the cub home to her worried parents, the sky had darkened completely. ‘The heir must not live.’ I clenched my fists as I walked back to my quarters. I ignored everyone, avoiding conversations completely, all I thought about was the creature and it’s last words, who was this heir and what did it have to do with Blackthorn? Why were we suffering so much for a course we didn’t even know existed? Dorian was our only Alpha, so what heir were we supposed to kill?