روايات وقصص ضمن Voldemort: Origins Of The Heir

“It dates back to the Great war. The Supreme Vampire Lord, at the time, fell in love with a sorceress, and he mated with her. They had a child, and when he heard they were hunting down hybrids, he hid her and their daughter. “Supposedly, he got married to another female; a vampire this time, and that vampire gave birth to a son. This is where things get icky. The son and the daughter had an affair, and shortly before their father burned them alive for their incest relationship, they produced an heir. “Even though their father was enraged, he couldn’t bring himself to harm the child. As time went on, they found out that she had no magic like her mother. What she had was immunity to all forms

I motion for him to follow me to my room, I don’t want our talking to wake Nicklaus. “Yea my mother is a Viking warrior princess, and my father is of royal bloodline a descendant of the goddess Selene. Uhtred being the first born and my father’s heir got his enormous size and temper and my grandfather’s name on my mother’s side, and me being the first Luna born of Royal and Viking bloodlines I inherited multiple elements. I think that is why I’m so wild natured and struggle to control my powers.” I say shrugging as if it’s no big deal, when in reality it scares me.

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

But what I found waiting for me at the gate wasn't half as bad as I thought. Three men stood at the gate, covered from head to toe in a black material I had never seen before. There was a dull sheen to the armour, almost opalescent. A small dragon was embroidered onto the breast of the armour. Only indication that these men were trained killers and not just any men sent by their king. Word had started spreading amongst the Loyalists a few years ago that the Draco Venandi had risen once more. Father had said he would handle them when the time came. Preparations on behalf of Elliana and her safety had been made anyway. I was a princess, but the only humans who knew were the Loyalists and Hadeo

With a face full of grief, I swung the club in a wide arc and brought it down on Violet's calf with brutal force. "He's a fake heir, and you're the real daughter! You'd betray your own parents for some outsider? You've been possessed by a demon!" I kept swinging, shouting my heartbreak with every strike. "Vi, we share the same blood—hurting you hurts me too! But for this family, for the Sanders name, I'm taking care of this villain today! I have to wake you up! A family that stands together thrives! We have to cut out the cancer!"

The girls' gushings of the prince faded into the distance until only soft music filled the tiny confines of the trailer. Since I arrived at the orphanage when I was six, I’ve had the unfortunate privilege of watching the Selection process more times than I’d like to admit. The prince was the first descendant of the Vampire King. Heir to his throne. Because of that, the royal family had tried countless times to find him a pet he desired, only to draw up short.

"So Vivian Astor set her sights on a new market. Blood. Factories and workhouses sprung up powered by coal and steam. Bloodshed reigned without regulation and she took the same business model to be her own, quite literally emptying her workers into her product. So rose an acceptable way for vampires to feed. A way that hardly differed from buying a chicken for dinner. "We were raised on this as gospel. Bedtime stories of patricide and domination. Followed by the apparent expectation that we would follow in her footsteps. That our hunger would extend as far as hers. The lessons she taught were mostly in that library, sitting beside the fire. When we were still mortal, of course. Is