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Fury of Heir

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Mike’s life goes sideways the day he stumbles into a con shop. One minute, he’s got his savings; the next, they’re gone—stolen by a cold-hearted crook. Piece by piece, everything falls apart. And it gets worse. Turns out, mercenaries and killers have been paid big money to erase him, all so the criminals can keep their empire safe. Things really hit home when Mike learns his estranged dad—a wealthy entrepreneur who ditched him as a kid—isn’t just alive, but now another target. It’s a lot to take in, especially with the old wounds still raw. His mother died years ago, caught in a scandal she never deserved. They accused her of poisoning the orphans she loved, and Mike’s been alone ever since. But he refuses to roll over. Hurt turns into grit, and he throws himself into martial arts training. He knows betrayal and envy lurk everywhere, and he needs every edge he can get. With deadly enemies closing in and his father’s fortune on the line, Mike faces a fight on all fronts—against hired assassins, against his own painful history. It’s not just about survival. Mike has to decide if he can claw his way out of his broken past to reclaim what’s his—or if he’ll go down as just another casualty in a brutal game of greed. Get ready for a wild ride—full of heartbreak, revenge, and one son’s relentless drive to shape his own destiny.
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Heir of the Sundered Crown

Jaehaerys raised his chin, undaunted. This man couldn't harm him, he reminded himself, that's why he brought Prince Viserys to the capital in the first place. "I am the Crown Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. A dragon. You are nothing more than a fool who befriended one," Jaehaerys replied, having prepared that line in advance. It had the desired effect. The Small Council members turned to look at Connington. The man trembled with rage, balling his fists. Strangely, he reminded Jae of Viserys. "And if I don't?" he asked. "If you don't, Lord Baratheon will take this tale back home. Ser Jaime will wonder out loud every chance he gets why our Lord Regent was so unwilling to protect the Crown Prince though he'd been aware of his mistreatment the entire time. Soon enough, the entire realm will know." Jaehaerys tilted his head. "And I wonder how my family in the North will feel about that." "Not to mention the common people, when they hear an up-jumped minor Lord, my bannerman no less, dared to harm a Prince of the Blood. They remember the only reason you're in power is because you took advantage of the chaos at the end of the Rebellion," Lord Stannis seconded Jaehaerys, the large man and the little boy glaring at the Lord Regent in unison. His face grew so red, it matched his hair. Jaehaerys feared his head might explode. In the end, Lord vary broke the silence when he said, "Perhaps the Prince's suggestion is sound. Prince Viserys should be sent to Dragonstone. Out of sight and out of mind, as they say." Finally, Connington gave a nod. So slight, one could doubt he agreed at all. "But Daenerys stays," Jaehaerys pushed on. "I won't have her at Dragonstone where Viserys can torment her." "Fine!" Connington said, "Now, begone." "You don't order the Crown Prince around, fool!" Stannis protested. "That's quite alright, Lord Baratheon," he said, looking up at him with a small smile. "I was leaving anyway." Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter
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