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THE VENGEFUL HEIR New Enemies
The room was thick with tension as Liam’s gaze swept over the Stevens family. Their expressions ranged from anger to uncertainty, but all eyes were on him, desperate, eager for a solution. He took a slow breath, steadying himself before speaking.“I know you don’t like this,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “I know you don’t trust me. But right now, I need all of you to do exactly that.”Yona scoffed, folding her arms tightly. “Trust you? After everything?”Liam didn’t react to the venom in her voice. He simply nodded. “Yes.” Liam replied sharply, shifting his gaze to her, “Because whether you believe me or not, I’m the only one keeping Mia safe.” His tone was final, leaving no room for argument.Lord David studied him, his sharp gaze searching for something beneath the words. The hesitation in his silence was different this time. This time, it wasn’t out of suspicion, but out of concern.He heaved a deep breath and then turned to Liam, speaking calmly. “Liam. A word.”Liam glanced
THE VENGEFUL HEIR We Have A Problem
Liam watched the men leave, his brows furrowing in anger, and then exhaled sharply as he stepped back inside, locking the door behind him. The silence of the house pressed against him, a stark contrast to the confrontation that had just taken place outside. The Tribunal had drawn their line in the sand. He had refused to back down, and now, he had made enemies of powerful people. There was no turning back.He ran a hand down his face, willing the tension in his body to ease, but it wouldn’t. His mind kept spinning, calculating the next move, searching for the inevitable plan to retaliate. He needed to be ready, but first he needed to know how Jack was doing.He pulled out his phone and dialed her number. He needed to know they were safe. If he was going to fight this war, the people he cared about couldn’t be collateral damage.The phone rang once. Twice and then went flat. Liam sighed and dialed it again, this time, his grip on the phone faltered as a familiar vibration surged throug
THE VENGEFUL HEIR A conversation with the Ogini
Evelyn’s voice crackled through the phone, filled with uncertainty. “Liam…what kind of problem?”But Liam didn’t answer. Instead, he exhaled slowly, his fingers tightening around the Zuri blade. It no longer felt like cold metal in his hand. Instead, it pulsed, almost like it was coming alive, aware, waiting. And in that moment, something inside him knew: the Ogini hadn’t just spoken to him. It had touched him.“I think,” Liam said, his voice quiet but firm, “I think I just had a conversation with the Ogini.”As soon as those words fell, there was a long moment of silence. Then, Evelyn’s voice, careful and measured, sounded on the other end of the phone. “What do you mean… conversation?”Liam opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, a loud explosion sounded through the night, shaking the walls. The force sent a jolt through Liam’s chest, and immediately his instincts screamed danger.Liam spun toward the direction of the blast, heart pounding. The air outside was thick with sm
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Jasper
Liam’s grip on the Zuri blade tightened as he willed himself to breathe and steady the fear curling around his ribs like a vice. But it was there, gnawing at the edges of his mind, whispering truths he didn’t want to face.What if you lose yourself? What if you become the very thing that wrecks this world?He swallowed hard. The thought lingered like a shadow. But deep down, he already knew—he wasn’t afraid of the Tribunal. He wasn’t even afraid of dying. He was afraid of what the blade could turn him into.Liam clenched his jaw, inhaling sharply. His fingers flexed against the hilt, and for a fleeting moment, he swore he felt something stir within the metal, almost like a second heartbeat.“It’s okay, Liam,” he muttered under his breath. “You’ve got this.”But even as the words left his lips, he wasn’t sure he believed them. He lifted his gaze, locking onto Jasper. The Tribunal’s forces remained in formation behind him, weapons raised, tension thick in the air. The night seemed to ho
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Vessel
Liam evaded Jasper’s swift attack, creating some distance between them. He leveled his gaze at Jasper, rolling his shoulders as the throbbing pain in his jaw faded away, replaced by a slow wry smile.“Still want to keep fighting?” he asked, his voice steady despite the storm raging inside him.Jasper smirked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn’t look winded. If anything, he looked like he was enjoying himself.“I’m not the one losing,” Jasper said smoothly, eyes gleaming in the dim light. “I’ve been waiting for this fight for a long time, Liam. And you—” He exhaled, shaking his head slightly. “You’re making a mistake.”Liam’s fingers flexed around the hilt of the Zuri blade. His breath came slow and measured.“No,” he said. “The mistake was thinking you could take this from me.”The words felt final, and in that moment, something inside him shifted. The pull of the Zuri blade was stronger now, no longer a whisper but a steady, insistent force curling around his min
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Choosing Sides
The silence that followed after Liam snapped Jasper’s neck was deafening. The weight of Jasper’s lifeless body in his grip still felt surreal, as if his mind refused to register what had just happened. He had just taken a life and even when he wanted to blame it on the Ogini’s influence, he couldn’t. He was the one that held on to Jasper’s throat. Even now, his fingers, still wrapped around Jasper’s throat, trembled slightly before they finally loosened, letting the body slump lifelessly to the ground.Liam stared down at him, his breath uneven. A dull ringing filled his ears. His chest rose and fell in panicked, broken breaths. What had he done? He had killed before, but it was always in self defense, but now he had just taken someone’s life in cold blood. Was Evelyn right? Was he already losing control of himself and turning into something else?For a moment, he was numb. The world around him blurred at the edges, his mind struggling to process the reality before him. Jasper was dea
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Sides Are Drawn
Liam took a deep breath after he ended the call, his pulse still hammering in his ears. His grip on the Zuri blade had tightened for a moment before he forced himself to loosen it. He needed to focus. The rage was still there, simmering beneath the surface, like it was begging to be let loose, but now it had direction, purpose.He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply through his nose, and then exhaled slowly through his mouth as if trying to balance his mind. The old teachings of his master surfaced in his mind, pulling him back to a time before all of this—before the Ogini, before the betrayals, before the bloodshed.“If you do not control the power, it will control you.” His master once told him.Liam swallowed hard as he recalled those words. At the time, he didn’t see why his master had said those words. But right now, he knew that if he was going to survive this war, if he was going to end the Tribunal once and for all, he couldn’t afford to lose himself to the Ogini’s influence. It
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Morath Relic
Liam strode through the hospital hallways in a hurry, his boots echoing against the cold floor with purpose and dread. The fluorescent lights above flickered slightly, casting shadows that seemed to shift with every step he took. His heart pounded as he made his way to Jack’s room, but it wasn’t just from urgency, it was also from the lingering weight of his last conversation with Jack. He was awake. He was alive. But the fear in his voice had been unmistakable.As soon as he reached the door to Jack’s room, he pushed it open without hesitation, scanning his eyes around, for any signs of danger.Jack was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, his face pale, his hands gripping the sheets like he was trying to hold onto reality itself. His breathing was ragged, uneven. And then, Liam saw his eyes, wide, unfocused, filled with something he rarely saw in Jack. It was clear that having had a brush with dead, Jack was reflecting on certain conditions and moments of his life.Upon seeing t
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Heated Ground
The headlines kept rolling in, louder and messier than ever. “Liam Walker Snubs Young Alliance—Power Move or Pride?” “Vaughn Responds: ’Liam Rejects Help Because He Doesn’t Trust Power Outside His Hands.’”Liam stood in front of the large window in the safe house, his arms crossed at his sides and his jaw tight. The city lights blinked in the distance, indifferent to the storm building around him. He had just released a public statement, sharp and clear: “I will not be accepting any alliance or resources from the Young estate. While I respect Michael Young’s contributions to the city, we are not aligned.”It wasn’t just a statement. It was a clean break. He knew what it would do. He knew the rumors would twist it. But letting the Youngs close, especially now meant adding fire to the whispers between him and Natalie and also with Vaughn’s new aim to discredit him. He could not allow the Young family to get caught in the crossfire. Not with everything already hanging by a thread.Still
All Eyes on Mia
The morning after the fundraiser, was just as interesting as the night before. Immediately after the fundraiser, the media was fired up and sparked with reactions. “Liam Walker: A New Alliance with the Young Dynasty?” One post read.“Power Couple in the Making? Natalie Young and Liam Walker Spotted Together” Another source posted.But the news cycles didn’t just stop there. In some there were pictures of Liam and Natalie standing side by side—just long enough for the wrong story to spread everywhere. No matter how polite and distant Liam had been, the cameras made it look like something more. Like there was an undeniable tension between them.Mia scrolled through the articles on her tablet in silence, her coffee going cold beside her. She tried not to let it get to her. Tried not to let the headlines sink in. But they did. Every photo, every comment section filled with people dissecting her life, her relationship, her worth had hit her in a quiet way.She tossed the tablet onto the c
Natalie Young
The ballroom sparkled with light, laughter, and conversations that seemed carefully staged. Chandeliers hung like floating stars above the city’s elite as servers weaved through the crowd with glasses of wine and trays of appetizers. The fundraiser was buzzing, and the tension from recent headlines hadn’t dimmed the event—it had fueled it. Michael Young had organized this ball as an opportunity to help change the public’s opinion about Liam and by doing, also win his favor.Liam stood near one of the tall windows, hands in his pockets, watching the crowd through guarded eyes. He wasn’t sure why he came. Despite his good relationship with the Young family, attending a ball was the last thing he needed now, but Jack had said it was important to “show face,” however all Liam felt was out of place.He was barely there five minutes when the buzz shifted. Heads turned and conversations slowed, but still they all tried to pretend like he wasn’t the reason for the change in the atmosphere.M
The Unspoken Things
The rain had stopped, but the clouds still hung low, heavy and quiet. Liam sat on the edge of the rooftop, watching the city lights flicker through the mist. Behind him, the door creaked open and soft footsteps followed. Mia sat beside him, pulling her coat tighter around her, her face filled with unsaid questions, and for a moment, neither of them said anything.Then she whispered, “Can I ask you something?”Liam didn’t look at her. He only smiled coyly and said. “You already did.”Mia smiled faintly and shifted towards him. “I mean something real.”Sensing the depth in her tone, Liam nodded slowly. “Go ahead.”Mia shifted, resting her hands in her lap. “Why do you always hold back?”He turned to her, finally meeting her eyes, but confused about the question.“I’m not talking about the war, or the missions,” she added quickly. “Not the Tribunal, not Peter, not Darius. I mean… you. The person behind all of it. I know you’ve been trying. You’ve let me in more these past few weeks than
The Trial
After avoiding the Tribunal call, Vaughn became more desperate when Liam didn’t say anything and decided to take a drastic measure bur forcing Liam out.Although he had successfully avoided them at first, Liam knew the longer kept silence over this issue, the more difficult it would become and so he accepted the invite for the meeting. As he arrived at Taeger, the room was quiet, too quiet for something that carried so much weight. Liam sat alone at the long glass table, his back straight, expression unreadable. The walls were white, clinical, but the air was thick with tension. Around him, the Tribunal members took their seats—six in total. At the head of the room stood Senator Vaughn, hands behind his back, wearing that usual smug look like he already knew the outcome.“Since Mr Moran has decided to join us today, the meeting will now begin,” one of the older members announced. “We are here to review the ownership and handling of Peter Harrow’s estate, specifically research rights,
Family at War
Despite the tensions brewing in the air, the Steven’s mansion was strangely quiet. Mia walked through its marbled halls, every step echoing against the polished floors. She hadn’t been here in weeks—not since the storm with Darius, not since her world had been turned upside down. She wasn’t even sure why she’d come back. Then again, when Lord Steven called, it wasn’t something you ignored.He was waiting for her in his private study, the one with the heavy oak door and the old books stacked like bricks of history.“Mia,” he said warmly, standing as she entered. “I appreciate you coming.”She gave a polite nod and took the seat across from him.There was a long pause before he spoke again. “You’ve made hard choices lately. And while I don’t say it often enough… I see your loyalty. And I admire it.”Mia didn’t answer right away. She just watched him.Lord Steven exhaled and leaned forward. “But I have to ask—what do you really want, Mia? With Liam. With this family.” He paused, letting
Political Fallout
The next day, Liam awoke to find a message from the head of the Tribunal. Filled with curiosity, he decided to check and find out what this was about. The message was clear and direct — Your presence is needed at the Taeger urgently. Liam sat up and glanced around the room. Mia was nowhere close. He stood up and walked down to the meeting room and everyone was there. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should tell them the message he had gotten but before he could even make up his mind, Jack noticed the look on his face and asked. “What’s going on Liam? You look disturbed.” Liam darted his eyes across the room and then heaved reluctantly, “I’ve been summoned by The city and the Tribunal. I think I know what this is about.” The room fell silent for a long while and then Jack nodded and stood up, “Then we all go.” He said and without waiting for Liam’s approval, the group marched out.After a short drive, they arrived at Taeger. The square was packed and cameras flashed. Peopl
Safe for Now
The hum of the car engine faded as Liam and Mia pulled up to the safe house. Liam and Mia had taken a quick detour before returning home against the group’s better judgment. Jack hurriedly opened the door before they could knock, his eyes scanning them both like he wasn’t sure if they were real or ghosts.“You made it,” Jack said, relief soft but clear in his voice.Liam gave a tired nod. His body ached in every place he could feel and some he couldn’t. Mia stayed close, clinging to Liam as if every memory of what had happened was still vivid in her mind, her hand still laced with his. They stepped inside together.The air inside was tense. No one cheered, no one smiled. The weight of this battle was still looming over everyone, and they gave each other space, respect. Maybe even understanding.Evelyn was already waiting in the back room with a first aid kit, and without a word, she gestured for Liam to sit.“I’m fine,” Liam started, but Mia gave him a stern look, and even Evelyn didn
The Final Flame
Liam stood, bloodied and broken, panting heavily after the fight. It seemed Mia had saved him. Her words were just the echo he needed to pull out of the Ogini’s hold. Darius was dead and the Ogini was slowly fading away. Finally everything was over, or at least so he thought. Around them, the walls of the chamber cracked and groaned. The ground trembled beneath their feet as the Ogini’s energy flared out of control.Liam’s eyes widened in shock as he watched Darius rise to his feet across the room. “Impossible!” He muttered to himself.Darius’ body twisted, reshaped by the Ogini into something unrecognizable. A fusion of beast and nightmare. His skin burned like molten stone, his eyes pitch-black voids that leaked dark light. One thing was clear to Liam at this point, whatever that was, it was far from human and had no consciousness of its own. He roared, the sound shaking the very air.“You think love makes you strong?” he bellowed. “It makes you weak!He raised his hands, tearing op
