Voldemort Origins Of Heir Novels & Stories

The last time there had been a vampire war, my father; the heir of the purest strain and most powerful coven that walked the earth, had been the secret weapon and the most dangerous warlock. Now that he was dead, I was the last of my line. I was the heir to the oldest, purest and most powerful coven of all time and though the purity of the line had been broken with me, my vampire traits had reinforced some of my lost witch trait. I was the most powerful witch in the world and i couldn't even be free to be it. Generations of spells, intricate wizardy both dark and good flowed through my veins, passed on to me by my lineage.

Zayden wore his shirt quickly and sat by my side, he spoke in a solemn tone. “You have a strange connection with me, Helena. Blitzer can feel the special effect of your presence around us.” Then he revealed the mystery and told me his story. “After my seventeenth birthday, the Vampire King hired a dark witch and asked her to curse me, the only heir of the Ellsworth family bloodline. He had beef with my dad, so the aim of this magical attack was to hurt me both physically and emotionally. The family heirloom is the silver dagger which was plunged into my heart, it was the main part of my bizarre curse.”

“He's the one behind everything, Theon. The earthquake, the Galdine pack; he did it all, and he's been holding me until the winter solstice. I don't know what he's planning to do to me, but he's been tracking me ever since I was born. In fact, he's been tracking my mom and her mom, and my great grandmother... basically he'd been after me since Lucienne!” “What?” Theon utters, his expression confused. “Lucienne, the first stealer? I thought she was just a legend.” “She was real,” I confess. “She'd actually lived, and I am her direct descendent. I'm her only living descendent and he wants me. He wants my power.” “The accelerated healing?” “It's something more than that. I don't know what exact

“A battle between some vampires and werewolves! Otherwise, I am pretty sure it could tell us a lot about the second successor of The Protectors’ bloodline and their legacy!” Now, it was the time for Clayton’s turn to take a deep breath. ‘It revealed about the Protectors’ legacy?’ “We have a very bare information about the second successor, Professor! How do we trace for him?” Professor Hügel inhaled. “We don’t know yet the second successor. It could be an heiress! I am pretty sure that fact since we didn’t keep any records about the second!” “An heiress?” “I said it was my pre-assumption, Clay! As I saw a picture of a goblet from the photo that you’ve taken.”

On that fateful night, he had discovered the truth about his origin. He learned that he was not the product of a powerful werewolf union, but instead, he was born to an omega who was a rogue. His mother, a woman of strength and resilience, had caught the eye of the king, who had succumbed to the temptation of an illicit affair. The king's true mate, unable to bear him an heir, chose to accept the rogue son into the royal family as a means to secure the throne's succession.

she muttered, her lips curling into a knowing smile. Valeria chuckled, licking her dry lips before continuing. “His birth wasn’t supposed to happen. His father—Damien’s half-brother—was never meant to have an heir. The Hendrix empire was supposed to be passed down differently, but then his mother… she changed everything.” She paused, watching Ivy closely, as if savoring the power of knowing something valuable. “And let’s just say… not everyone was happy about little Harry’s existence.”

The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

“She’s your legacy. A hybrid of strength and compassion. And our son—he’s more than either of us. Which is why the Council took him.” Valus turned sharply. “You’re saying they know?” Carl nodded. “They must have traced the magic. They abducted Caveen, fearing his lineage. He’s a symbol of the future they want to erase.” Valus’s eyes burned like dying stars. “Do you know what will happen if the Council confirms his parentage? If the court learns that the vampire heir is half-Witch had a son with a Lycan?” Carl took a step forward. “Then let them learn. I won’t hide from them. Not anymore.”

The gleam in his eyes shows how determined he is to take my babies or baby to his realm instead of sparing Alexander and mine life but am I ready to give up my children? Hell no! "I am handing over my child to you Viktor."I glare at him. "Oh you will Ellora.I have been waiting for my next heir for centuries but a great saint had given me the punishment of not producing royal demonic child so my bloodline would end and demon can't create more chaoes for humanity but I couldn't accept it so I tried mating with every female demon to impregnate her but the curse was unbreakable so my God advised me to use a human to produce my child.I was against this idea because if it happens then the child I

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.