Novel & Cerita The Warrior Heir Book

“And… a warning. The Heir is real. Alive. And tied to Rowan’s family.” The Warrior’s howl echoed faintly in the distance, sharp, deliberate. A warning that resonated through my chest. Something large was coming. Something that would not wait for us to be ready. I drew a deep breath, feeling the pulse of the forest, the pull of legacy, the Warrior’s guidance threading through my senses. “We prepare,” I murmured. “Not just for Rowan’s past… but for what’s coming next.” The forest held its silence as I stared toward the horizon. Mist curled around the trees, and the faint outline of a figure moved with purpose, just beyond perception. The Heir had made its presence known, and the echoes of our

“This is incredible.” He rushed toward the nearest shelf, running his fingers along the edges of the books. He pulled one out, he blinked, stunned, and reached for another, and another. They were all books about law. His department. His world. Arden turned around abruptly to face Ryder, still holding one of the books. “Is this… is this your library?” Ryder cleared his throat and looked to the side, sliding his hands into his pockets. “It’s yours.” Arden blinked. “Mine? Why?”

The darkness roared upward like a tidal wave, forming into a massive shadow shape. And in that moment… Something inside me spoke clearly. This is only the beginning. I lifted my head, eyes glowing fiercely. My wings spread, the silver light so intense it burned the darkness away. The Creator froze. Even Aetherion looked alarmed. And for the first time… I felt it. The Blood Heir wasn’t a seal anymore. It was a weapon. A force beyond anyone’s control. And Was finally ready to wield it. *************************************************

And the girl who falls in love with the one man wild and possessive enough to fight the future beside her…instead of chaining her to it. HEIR OF BLOOD AND MOON is a steamy, enemies‑to‑lovers, next‑generation wolf/witch romance set in the world of The Blood Moon Cycle, featuring dangerous flirting, protective obsession, sharp‑tongued banter, and parents whose love story is legendary—and mortifying. --- ### Chapter 1 – Morning, Heir of Peace Rin woke to the sound of bodies hitting dirt. Not birdsong, not the hush of the forest—just the steady thud of fists and feet on packed earth, the grunt and crash of wolves trying to beat each other into being better. Blackmoon morning music.

“But don’t run. Because she is coming. And she will not stop until your head is on the altar of the Severed Crown.” Alya turned back to the fire. She clenched her fists. And felt the sword pulse at her back—warm. Ready. “No more running,” she said. “Tell your soldiers. We ride at dawn.” ~~~ Far in the north, the twin heir stood in a temple of blood and frost. The black blade in her hand pulsed once. “She’s gathering an army,” one of her generals said. The twin smiled. “So am I.” She turned to the cages behind her.

Something nags at my mind when I watch her in Beast form and it's been bugging me. Shadow Warriors are an alien race. We came to Earth after destroying our home planet with infighting. Our history texts have been passed down to each Shadow Warrior leader. I gained the books from my uncle. They chronicle the Shadow Warrior downfall on our home planet. My uncle worried about history repeating itself and forced me to read the texts early on. Even in my teens, I found them fascinating. I only skimmed through the texts on female Warriors because they hadn't existed in hundreds of years. Until Marinah. Her mother, Dinah, was a descendant of one of the female Warriors who came to Earth. Her secrets

I was fairly certain if I approached too quickly, she’d gouge my eyes out. She had a reason to hate me, of course. I’d forced her into this marriage. Because I wanted to keep the secret of my bastardy a secret. Because I wanted to remain the Hereditary Prince of Salasia, the heir to the Valady Dynasty. I wasn’t about to let over three hundred years of my family ruling this small principality crumble with me.

Just keep going Liv. *Author's note: This is the third book of my Shadow Warrior's series and it is not meant to be read as a stand alone book. The order of the books are: The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate, The Ancient Vampire and his She-Wolf and then The Warrior's Demon Mate. I have also just uploaded Alpha Ridge which is a stand-alone book and gives insight into some other characters you met in the Shadow Warrior series. Thank you for reading!*

Then the creature below laughed. Not mockingly. Almost sadly. Then: "There it is." The Keeper ignored him. Then continued. "He refused." Another pause. Then: "That was his crime." The battlefield froze. Nobody understood. Then Rowan frowned. Immediately. Then: "Okay." A pause. Then: "That explains absolutely nothing." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable, actually. Then the chained warrior stepped forward. His broken chains dragging behind him. Then: "The First Heir was created for one purpose."

Grandma asked "There's no even need for that. The first and last one are quite easy but the second one is going to be a bit difficult so if you can pass the other two stages and meet the exact requirement, you'll automatically become the heir or heiress. The person with the highest profit wins and it must be two companies" she added "So..... Who are we starting with? Since we have only one male here, starting with him won't be a bad idea. John Campbell, step forward with your ledgers" Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief