The Royal Heir Book 2 Novels & Stories

I really hope you'll love the second book as well! Moreover, some chapters in the sequel also contain non-English dialogues with translations. Below is a sneak peek! Enjoy! •••••••••••• BOOK II PREVIEW •••••••••••• I only meant to give him a quick goodbye kiss. For old times' sake. I didn't want to say goodbye to him yet, but I had to leave Italy now and go back to my busy med student life in New York.

He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes. I move closer to him, glaring at him. "I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious. "And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again. I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder.

He nodded, taking the keys of his car from his pocket. "Is he more powerful than you or all the alphas?" My feet halted. My brothers have installed me with enough information to understand this world. "He's the heir of the Dark Realm. He's a Royal." "But weren't they out of power some centuries ago?" He smiled, looking impressed with my knowledge. "They are the purest blood. They are powerful and from the royal family. It is obvious they have to come after the King and Queen's death."

He cleared his throat and handed me over a book. I took it from him. It was big, seemed ancient, and covered with old golden lines in the shape of a spider. I held it and looked up at him. He frowned and faced me once more. “I want you to read that book, all of it, after I’m gone.’ I swallowed, looked at the book, and nodded. “You are the princess of the Mackenzie Clan, the realms. You must always know the rules and know your place. You will get married and be my heir.’

I lied because I dont want him to know what i want to do in the future. "I know you're looking for a scholarship to go to GASS or London Business School." My eyes widened and I was mad knowing that he's spying on me now. My hand reached to the door but he stopped me. 'Let me help you." He said and I turned to him. "I dont need your help, you disowned my father so it means you disowned me too. I know that I have Estelle as my last name but it doesn't mean that im your granddaughter." I said coldly and he sighed.

I ask not able to think coherently. "No Son. She is the mate of the royal heir," says elder Raoul and I unknowingly take a step back. "What? That's impossible. I am an orphan," I say dumbly. "No son. You are the royal heir, the one who will ascend the throne and rule over the werewolf community in this country," says elder Raoul making me look at him in the eye. The emotions wafting from the elder are of happiness and relief? This doesn't sit well with me. Did the elder already know about it?

’ So maybe Skylar was always meant to be one and with Julian as her mate and Prince Nathaniel nearby, she would be the most protected treasure of the Royal family… Well, at least until Prince Nathaniel found his Princess… And then they both would be protected equally. I close the book and whisper, “My Bloodline's Book of Power, My Bloodline's book of spells. I return you to which you came.” The book then disappears from off my lap and I look over at Victoria before moving the blanket from my legs, getting to my feet and making my way over toward the bathroom. Unfortunately, I only take three steps before I nearly collapse as a sharp pain shoots through my whole body. Victoria seemed to move

she said. "Yup," I replied. "She's an heiress. And it turned out that she looks exactly like me." "Omigosh, really?" she exclaimed with wide eyes. "Yeah…" I said. "One thing led to another, and now I have to be Isabella Domitia while she runs off to happily ever after with her boyfriend." 'Actually, I doubt it's going to be happily ever after,' I thought, thinking of how untrustworthy Elijah was. "But that's where it gets crazy," I added.

He put down the account book and said seriously, "About the matter of an heir–" 'An heir? What does that have to do with me?' Jane thought. She maintained a respectful demeanor, listening attentively. "Please speak," she said. "If there is someone promising among the royal family–" 'He wants to adopt an heir from someone in the royal family?' Jane looked him up and down. Now that she thought about it, he treated the harem as if it didn't exist and had even used Helena as a shield before. Something was off. But that time when Rachel drugged him, he hadn't seemed incapable. Or perhaps, only under the influence of medicine could he–

I finished calmly. The elders exchanged looks. Some nodded. Some whispered. Some smiled like hyenas who had just found gold. Elder Gabriel cleared his throat. “This is… good news,” he said carefully. “Very good news.” I nodded politely. “But,” he continued, “this does not free you from the confession of killing Prince Klaus.” I tilted my head slightly. “Yes,” I said. “You’re right.” The room went quiet again. “I am pregnant,” I continued evenly. “Pregnant with the king’s heir. Royal blood.”