The Royal Heir Book 2 Novels & Stories

The only thing they said is that it can, unfortunately, be countered if the King drinks from his Queen as she basically has the antidote in her blood because she was given the original version both as an injection and as a consumable over a period of time. I managed to break into Theodore's office but left no evidence of my entry. I steal a look and take a snapshot of all patrols, including the secret and hidden patrol information, so the rogue leader knows where they are and will be and can direct his rogues accordingly. Once the picnic starts, I walk my assigned route with my partner, keeping a discreet eye on the Royal family as they play. Just as I notice that the only one not here yet i

“Only the child of the royal family of the sunken kingdom could be the next heir, but they are dead. Even their people are nowhere to be found.” “Then, what would happen to the book?” “The book only lists what happened, and only shows what will happen to the heir.” It was an assurance that the book won’t be used badly, but also it’s still dangerous, for it will write down everything that is happening around the world. Every existence. “After they died, history was forcefully changed. The deaths of people who had suffered were changed, and I could only sit by and wait for the heir to appear and take the book back from the traitor.”

She said as she stretched out her hand to receive his. She scanned the room briefly and found no signs of Hydra or Lord Earn. Have they abandoned her? She asked herself with panic building in her chest. Last she remembered, Lord Earn was on his way to the dais to talk to the King. The music began suddenly, Prince Caspian grabbed Larissa's hand firmly as they began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling their feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was perfect, but even so more when their eyes met.

she said, finally pulling away from him. Despite the persistent knocking and being the one to set her getting up into motion, he found himself unable to do anything but watch as she dragged her panties up her long legs. "Two months from now, Prince Aaron Condor will become the Archduke of Imperium. The first king of assassins since the shadow king, Killian Hunter. You have my word," she said, nothing but confidence in her voice this time as she pulled her dress up with her back facing him.

"I lied, yes. I lied because of the reason that I wanted to get away from you as soon as possible. I'm quite embarrassed on how I acted around you a few years ago. I'm very persistent on making you my girl, but it turns out that you were my long lost sister. I thought then, from the moment I stepped down from the plane my karma started. When I arrived on my apartment a mysterious man called out to me, telling me that I'm the lost heir of the throne--" "The lost heir? You....A royalty? Whoa, that's news to me. So, does it mean that I am some kind of a princess too?" I strut back to my bed and plop on it. Someone should wonk this lad on the head right now. "And, what happen next?" Oh...this bo

"I can't be this person. I am unable to inherit darkness. Still holding the book tightly, I collapsed to my knees. I felt as though I was being choked by the weight of the truth. I had trouble breathing, and my heart was beating. How is this possible? How could such evil power be linked to my lineage? In my head, the words on the pages danced, echoing and repeating. I was the Shadow Heir. I was more than just a First Kingdom descendant. I was the heir to the exiled one, the one doomed to conceal themselves in the shadows. According to the book, the kingdom would rise again when the powers of the shadow returned, but this time, the person who had fallen into darkness would rule it.

“So, you read the books. The history of the royals?” “It wasn’t just history,” I replied, my tone sharp. “It was a twisted tale of manipulation and betrayal, century after century. And I want to know where I fit into all of this. Are you trying to protect me from the royals? Because if you think you can hide my existence from them for long, you’re delusional. So tell me, what do you really want?” He studied me for a moment, his eyes betraying nothing. Then, slowly, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “There is one crucial detail those books didn’t mention,” he said after a long pause.

“If there’s anything else, just let me know.” I turned to him with a grateful smile. “Thank you, Richard. Really.” He nodded, lingering for a moment before stepping back toward the door. “Get some rest, Alisha. You’ve had a long day.” As he left the room, I waited until I heard his footsteps fade down the hallway before letting my façade drop. A sly smile crept onto my lips as I looked around the room. So, this is what it feels like to live like royalty, I thought. Nadia thinks she’s running the show, but she doesn’t know who she’s dealing with.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding as he began to speak. "I hope you all have enjoyed this gathering," Hao Xiang begins, his eyes sweeping across the room. "Today is indeed a special day, as it marks the beginning of a new chapter for our family. My lovely grandchild Sarah, and my heiress is here." Cynthia clearly shows irritation with the word “heiress,” so she leans over to whisper to her daughter Arlene. Their hushed voices were barely audible, but Sarah could sense a mixture of excitement and curiosity in their demeanor.

He had told me that the King's heir had taken over the royal duties and would relieve the incubi and succubi from their sex and slave duties. His excitement had almost convinced me, and it had almost made me feel bad for getting those magic-blocking cuffs to Horace, one of Silas' most trusted men, so he could take over the job of breaking the heir. I had only expected him to torture her, maybe cut off one of her hands so she wouldn't be able to wield magic, not rape the bitch. I was secretly glad she had managed to break free of the cuffs and kill his brothers. I would happily kill Horace myself if he wouldn't be missed, but the heir is nothing short of a savage predator, so he'll fall victi