A Heir Or An Heir Novels & Stories

KARIN An heir. Not a child. Not our baby. An heir meant for the great Alpha Rowan Kincaid. Another symbol of power. Another possession meant to strengthen his name and bloodline. "Does he know?" The words barely made it past my lips. My throat felt tight, like even sound was dangerous.

And somewhere beneath the soil, a new seed began to stir, waiting for the rain, waiting for the light, waiting to become something more. The heir had planted her tree. And now the next heir would do the same. THE END

Grandma asked "There's no even need for that. The first and last one are quite easy but the second one is going to be a bit difficult so if you can pass the other two stages and meet the exact requirement, you'll automatically become the heir or heiress. The person with the highest profit wins and it must be two companies" she added "So..... Who are we starting with? Since we have only one male here, starting with him won't be a bad idea. John Campbell, step forward with your ledgers" Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief

I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at. "I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him". "Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard. "You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.

What's wrong with your stupid brain, huh? Anna tried to straighten out the situation even though she couldn't control her emotions. 'Tch, you're still denying it. Why? Do you think I can't do it huh? You know it so well that I'm the heir to the Lawson group. You can get all the wealth that I will have once you become mine. So, you just submit to me and don't need much resistance to become mine.' Anna could only continue to stare and look for where all of Liam's crazy thoughts were coming from. Until... 'So tell me, how much would I have to give you, so I have a fucking night with you tonight?'

Louis said " who is he? just a delivery guy and a loser " John looked at her angrily and said " idiot how many times I have told you not to just a book by its cover? do you know who owns Springfield corp our company's parental company? it's the smiths family and the guy you just insulted is Patrick smith the one and only heir of the smiths family and business empire " when Louis heard this she was completely taken aback. a chill ran down her spine and sweat start to form on her forehead. John warned her not to cross the line in front of Patrick and try to get into his good books.

Upon arriving, Jurgen knelt on one knee and said to Dane, “Greetings, Heir Dane and Heir Palmer.” The so-called heirs were the successor of the ancient Heavenly Court. In the ancient Heavenly Court, there were several heirs including Dane and Palmer. The other two hidden talents had never been introduced to Dane and Palmer. With four of them around, Dane and Palmer were unlikely to inherit the ancient Heavenly Court, which was why they planned to leave. However, Dane was not willing to serve others. After his revival, he began to contact various parties to build his own force, and Jurgen was one of them.

“What the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t shot in my manhood,” he shouted. The man was Brian William, first heir to his family fortune. Although he had been in elite education since a child and had always been taught to conceal his real emotions, Brian couldn’t help cursing as he spoke with this young physician. He put his hand to his forehead and took a deep breath to calm himself down. Brian couldn’t hurt this doctor. After all, he was the last doctor specializing in men’s health that Brian hadn’t visited.

She thought as her heart started racing faster. There was a long pause before she finally opened her mouth to speak. "If your granddaughter is of noble blood, does that mean you are too? I don't think I recall what house you belong to." She knew that there were thirteen main noble houses, some of their names she had them committed to memory because they were friends and acquaintances of the General. "Lord Earn of House Whitby." A chill ran down her spine. Of course, she should have known. The old house, the old man, the staff he carried, the weird way he talked and looked at her.

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.