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2025-09-06 05:39:47Hello dear readers ❤️❤️❤️,
I want to start by saying a very big thank you to every single one of you who has been with me throughout this journey. Finally, we have come to the end of The Boy Who Could Be An Heir, and my heart is full. Without your love, encouragement, and constant support, this story would never have been possible. When I first started this novel, I honestly doubted it. The idea came to me, and I remember asking myself: “What kind of crazy idea is this? Will people even read it? Will they understand what I want to say?” A part of me thought it would fail before it even began. But something in me whispered to try, and I did. And now, standing at the end of this journey, I can say with all my heart: I never regretted it. Not once. This story grew bigger than me. It stopped being just words on a page and became something alive—because of you, my readers. Each comment, each message, each silent reader who turned the pages—you all gave this story its wings. You gave me the courage to continue, even on days I wanted to give up. For that, I will always be grateful. And oh, how I will miss these characters. Lucien, with his softness, patience, and quiet strength, became the emotional heartbeat of this story, it's so much reminded me of my late friend (RIP🕯️🕯️). Zayn, fierce, protective, sometimes hard, but always loving in his own way—he reminded me that even the toughest people carry deep love inside. And little Zaylien… what can I say? He became the legacy, the proof of love, the reminder that the future is always brighter when love leads the way. Writing their story made me laugh, cry, and even reflect on life, love, and family. I hope, in some way, their story touched you the same way it touched me—that you saw the strength in Zayn’s love, the beauty in Lucien’s heart, and the joy and hope in Zaylien, their son. But this is not the end. A NEW NOVEL is already in the works 🎊🎊🎊🎊. It hasn’t been fully approved by my editor yet, but once it’s ready, I’ll share it on my F******k, TikTok, and other platforms. I’ll be counting on your continued support there too, because every story is more beautiful when shared with readers like you. Also, I’d like to remind you about the COMPETITION I mentioned earlier, coming up on the 23rd of September. Your votes will mean the world to me, and I’ll be posting more updates about it on my F******k page and the MJ Stories account. Please don’t forget—I truly need you by my side for this. Thank you once again for being part of this journey with me. Truly, without you, there would be no story. ❤️ With love and gratitude, Beauty M.J DOWN IN THE COMMENT SECTION, I WANT YOU TO COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK OF THE CHARACTERS AND WHO ARE YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS AND WHO YOU HATE MOST. ZAYN LUCIEN VERA ARNOLD CASSIEN SELENE GERARD MIKHAIL DAMIEN MA CLAUDIA EMILY AMY ZAYLIEN 😘😘😘😘😘😘
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THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 9
After Zaylien was done cleaning himself up and ordering for a new uniform, he headed straight to class. The red paint that had ruined his morning was gone, but the memory of it wasn’t. His jaw was tight as he walked down the hallway, ignoring the glances from students who whispered behind their hands. He pushed open the classroom door. The soft murmurs turned into a ripple of whispers. Some students stifled their laughter; others looked away quickly, afraid to meet his gaze. Zaylien didn’t say a word. He walked to his seat and sat down. The twins, Arden and Carden, were already there. They exchanged a look before turning their eyes toward him. “Don’t give me that look, Carden,” Zaylien muttered as he let out a small sigh. “I am not that pitiful.” Carden hesitated, then leaned back in his chair. “I didn’t say anything.” “You didn’t have to,” Zaylien replied flatly. He opened his notebook, but his pen tapped against the desk instead of writing. As if on cue, the teacher ente
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 8
The hallway was loud that morning, filled with the endless chatter of students swapping books and trading rumors. Posters for the annual competition were plastered on the walls, taped to lockers, and even stuck on doors that led to the gym. Two students will represent our school this year at the International Challenge! the bold letters declared. Beneath the slogan, a shiny photo showed last year’s winners holding their golden medals, smiles stretched wide, the whole world watching. Zaylien walked beside the twins, Arden and Carden, their steps in sync as they made their way toward the locker room. Arden’s voice was bubbling with excitement, almost too eager to contain. “Can you imagine it?” Arden said, pushing his hair out of his face as he held onto the strap of his backpack. “Two people from our school, standing on that stage, competing against the best. This is huge.” “More than huge,” Carden added, always the one to hype things up even further. “If you’re chosen, you don’t jus
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 6: I Love You
Zaylien came down from the car, his bag hanging loosely over his shoulder, and walked straight inside the mansion. The familiar scent of freshly cooked food drifted through the hallway, and his stomach rumbled despite the fact that he had eaten earlier at Aunt Selene’s house. He followed the aroma instinctively, his footsteps light as he made his way to the dining room. As he entered, he wasn’t surprised to find his parents already seated. The long dining table was neatly set, as his Papa, Lucien, sat with his straight posture, his expression calm but unreadable. His Dad, Zayn, wore a softer smile. “Good evening, Papa. Good evening, Dad,” Zaylien greeted, leaning down to kiss both of them before pulling out a chair. “How was your first day of school, special?” Zayn asked, his tone gentle, his eyes full of interest. Zaylien shrugged lightly, sliding into his chair. “It went well, I guess.” “You guess?” Zayn raised an eyebrow, his lips curling with amusement. “Well… it was very he
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 6: Where Is My Mother?
Cassien slumped heavily into the leather couch in Zayn’s office, exhaling deeply. He threw his head back against the cushions, let out a long sigh, then turned his eyes toward his Zayn with mock irritation. “Now I regret joining you in this business,” he muttered, his tone dramatic as though he wanted to be pitied. “I can’t even spend quality time with my wife and twins anymore. Do you know how many evenings I’ve missed?.” Across the room, Zayn stood at the wide glass window, his back turned to Cassien. His hands were clasped behind him, his shoulders square, his stance calm but heavy with authority. The city lights stretched before him, but his mind was far beyond the glowing towers. “It’s never too late to turn back,” Zayn replied in a quiet, even voice. Cassien let out a humorless laugh. “Turn back? As if I could do that. You’ve inherited half the wealth of this country, Zayn. You’re sitting at the head of the most powerful syndicate in this nation. And here I am, your loya
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 5
Zaylien’s lips curled in disgust. “And you still haven’t learned manners.” For a moment, their eyes locked, old rivalry sparking between them like fire waiting for air. Derek’s smirk widened. “Manners? Coming from someone who doesn’t even have a proper family?” His voice dripped with mockery. “Tell me, Zaylien, how does it feel? No mother. Just two fathers. You must feel… different.” Zaylien’s jaw tightened. His hand clenched into a fist by his side. He stood slowly, his chair scraping against the floor. “Say that again,” he warned, his voice low and sharp. Derek leaned closer, unafraid. “I said—” But before he could finish, a voice cut through the tension. “What is going on here?” Both boys turned sharply. A teacher stood at the doorway, arms crossed. It wasn’t their own teacher, but one passing by, attracted by the noise. “You two,” the teacher barked. “Why are you still here? Everyone else is at the cafeteria. Do you think the rules don’t apply to you?” Zaylien an
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 4
Zaylien got to the front of his class and paused for a moment. He sighed before reaching for the door handle and pushing it open.The room fell quiet instantly. Conversations froze as heads turned. Dozens of curious eyes locked onto him.The girls, especially, couldn’t hide their stares. Their whispers were quick and sharp across the classroom.“Who is that?”“He looks so… perfect.”“His hair, his uniform… he must be from money.”Zaylien pretended not to notice. His sharp gaze traveled around the classroom until it landed at the far end. There—Arden was seated comfortably, and right in front of him sat Carden.A genuine smile curved Zaylien’s lips. Finally, some familiarity.He walked through the aisle slowly, then pulled out the empty chair beside Arden and sat down.Arden turned, grinning wide. “Late as usual. First day of school and you still couldn’t wake up early?”Zaylien rolled his eyes. “I don’t see how that concerns you.”Carden chuckled from in front of them, not bothering
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