Female Heiress Novels & Stories

, stella said so sweet without any shuttering of words coming from her mouth,where as here I am feeling a new emotion, I know it is definitely not nervous but it's definetly about the things happening next. "She is the one who is new to celebrity world,but definetly not look like the newcomer in this world,she is the one who is the heiress but never behaves or shows her status around,she is new to business world but also the one who reached the top in everything she stepped and started moving towards the steps of success same as her ancestors, she is the one good from heart and won the hearts of many people around her,lets introduce the Heiress of Warner Empire, grand daughter of the ruler o

She was back as the Billionaire Hale heiress, the ice queen, Elara Hale. Nobody outside her family and friends knew her real name. All they knew was that the ice queen Hale heiress goes by E.H, a name that everyone spoke from fear and respect. Her name was carved with reverence yet fear both in the hearts of every executive from Canary Wharf to Wall Street of London.

Victoria. "We need to talk. Now." "Not now." "Yes now." She dragged me into an empty hallway. "Do you understand what just happened? Do you know who your wife really is?" "Was. She’s not my wife anymore." "She's Elena Sterling! The Sterling heiress! Her family is worth billions, Damien. BILLIONS. And you treated her like a servant." Each word was a knife. "I. Didn’t. Know.” My tone was clipped. "That's not an excuse!" Victoria was almost hysterical. "This is bad, this is really really bad."

“Liam’s not alone. He’s got help—more than we expected. And Boris is still locked in the Shield. I can’t split my men and keep the perimeter tight.” Grim didn’t hesitate. “I can have twenty here by sundown. Vultures who know how to move quiet and hit hard.” “Good,” I said. “I’ll clear space in the warehouse. They’ll bunk there.” Sarah stepped closer, arms crossed, her voice low. “There’s more.” I raised a brow. “One of the girls we pulled out—she’s Reaper royalty. Club princess. She already called her dad. He’s on his way.” That landed heavy.

Known for a multitude of infamous deeds, we held dominion over numerous smaller groups as well as having a strong hold over their activities. My parents, being staunch believers of tradition, upheld the age-long belief that only male children could ascend as the Heir apparent, sentencing me to a life concealed from the spotlight. Being raised in a Mafia household, as a female wasn’t easy, it was even worse knowing you had only one reason for being alive, one function. It was my assigned duty to protect my brother with my life.

I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea. I slipped on my slippers and stood up, feeling a bit dizzy. My head throbbed, but I managed to move forward. I gripped my hairpin tightly, using it as a makeshift defense. As I stepped out of the room, I took in the grandeur of the mansion. It was huge, even bigger than mine, and beautifully decorated. The walls were painted white, and the hallway was adorned with various art pieces. The opulence suggested that my kidnapper was wealthy, which made me wonder what their motives were because it was clear that they don't need money from me.

I wish he was here to see how far I have gone, I wish he could see that I fulfilled his dying wish. But Mason was right, I make a very good Heiress, and my father will always remain a proud dad because today marks a year since I became CEO of white nova robotics. Nova was my second name, and my dad had made sure to name his achievement after him like he knew one day it would be mine. I looked down at my hands, the diamond ring on my finger sparkled under the light of the stars and moon. It felt heavy because it cost a fortune and Mason had given it to me.

She turned her head with a chin flick and flirtatious smirk. “That’s right. My family did arrange a fiance for me. But what about it? “I have money and power. Not only can I have a fiance, but I can also keep a few male escorts like an ancient empress, can’t I?” The surrounding employees burst into laughter. “Ms. Hall is absolutely right!” “Exactly! For a woman as outstanding as Ms. Hall, having a few men is perfectly normal!” I watched the troupe of clowns coldly. “You actually take that ‘heiress’ title so seriously?

Luckily, she wasn’t there to be involved in any matter, thanks to Antony’s interruption, of course. Crystal could clearly recognize the maidens left in this round. Lylia Evergreen, heiress of a famous magazine printing company. Nothing too special but, at least her character seemed clean from what Crystal has observed. Denise Imperial, heiress of a vast chain of restaurants in the country. Same with Lylia, her character holds no mischief. Mylene Haravina, daughter of a famous fashion designer that is widely known across countries. This one was shy based from Crystal’s observation.

Plans on how to get acquitted with the person into winning favouritism would be the next thing on their minds. Through the spotlight in the gathering of hundreds of elites, a lady emerged and sauntered through the crowd in elegance with her every step exuding confidence and allure. A hush fell over the room as a spotlight illuminated the figure gracefully making her way toward the centre stage, Heads turned collectively to catch the shock that first occurred to them. 'The heir was a female?!' They all wondered. "I hereby announce Zoe Oliver, the only surviving granddaughter of Sinclair Francis, as the new heiress to the corporation."