First Heir Novels & Stories

"From the very beginning, the heir was the one in Stella's belly!" "This was just an unacknowledged bastard, a creature no one wanted. Why should he have been born?" "So he could live his life branded as a 'mutt'?" I was a walking corpse, shuffling toward the future Don, leaving a trail of scarlet on the floor. Each step left a bloody footprint, a gruesome trail of what we had lost. I stopped right in front of him and asked, my voice devoid of emotion. "Tell me, who was ever looking forward to the birth of the true Gallo heir?"

Dad and Elias were so damn busy acting like I was some reckless screwup that they couldn't see what was right in front of them. Those council members. I could have told them not to even bother calling the council. I might drink too much. I might not show up to every damn meeting. But I'm still an Alpha. And more importantly, I'm the firstborn. People forget that. Elias and I might be twins, but I came first. I am the original Alpha. The first heartbeat. The first breath. The first son. And despite everything that's happened, despite the rejection and the mistakes I've made afterward, that hasn't changed.

--- She thought often about what it meant to be an heir. Not just of land—though the documents were finally settled, the valley legally hers, passed down from Tata Pedro to his grandchildren and their children after them. But of something deeper. A way of seeing the world. A stubborn, unshakeable belief that the land could heal if people gave it a chance. Tata Pedro had not left her money or property or stocks. He had left her a mission. And she had carried it forward, not because she was special, but because she had refused to let it go.

He had landed himself in trouble! This was a disaster! Rachel’s next sentence made Chester even more flustered. “Philip Clarke is the heir to the main Clarke family. The one you kidnapped is the youngest princess of the main Clarke family.” Thump! In a flash, Chester staggered and almost lost his balance. How could this be…

Hailey, his half-sister chimed in, "and not only that but also an estate in Santorini." For a very long time, the half-siblings have been sworn enemies especially since the throning of He ctor as heir of the company. Although, with a year gap between each one of them, the rightful heir was meant to be Jaden, her brother and a senior to Hector. But for some reason best known to their father, Hector was assigned the position instead. And for as long as the reason remained, Hector would continue to be Heir and CEO of the company. "Are you saying I don't have the right to own homes or a yatch if I wanted to? I am a CEO, Hailey," he sneered stressing on the title, "CEO of this company."

“Because it was waiting.” Margaret’s voice cracked. “Waiting for what?” “For alignment,” the man answered. Maxwell’s eyes sharpened. “Alignment of what?” The man’s gaze shifted to Aria. “Primary inheritance.” Silence. Samuel whispered, “She’s primary?” “Yes.” Jonathan inhaled slowly. “Because she is first-generation successor of merged assets.” The man nodded. “Correct.” Margaret shook her head violently. “Maxwell is firstborn.” “No,” the man said calmly.

He nodded, “Connie will be in shortly with discharge instructions. I want to see you back here in a week.” After receiving discharge instructions from Connie, we bundled up our babies and walked to the packhouse. As soon as we walked in, we were bombarded by people. Aunt Piper, Uncle Ace, Honi, Nyx, Andrew and Jacob came running up to us, trying, and failing, to be quiet. Aunt Piper and Honi each take a baby and Andrew, Jacob and Uncle Ace go to admire them Andrew asked, “So which one is our alpha heir?” I replied, “That would be the bigger one. His name is Kenneth.” The smaller one is the beta heir for Cold Springs Pack.”

Hayden leaned back on the sofa and tipped his face up towards the ceiling. “Listen well, Malissa. Why do you think Harvey was chosen as the boss’s heir?” Hayden asked with his eyes still closed. “Umm…” I made a thoughtful sound. “Because he was simply born first. He’s my father’s first child,” Hayden replied to his own question calmly. “I see. So, he wasn’t really chosen…?” I asked in a small voice. --To be continued…

“I declare this today and all of you here are my eyewitnesses, my eldest daughter, Audrey RedField will become my heir, everything I have will be given to her. Everything, including control of this household. I will repeat myself again, Audrey RedField is my heir!” “Nooo!”

"He wasn’t the true heir to the throne. You see, Elena, your father wasn’t the only one who could have led the families. He had a brother." The blood drained from Elena’s face. Her father had never spoken of a brother. In fact, her father’s past had always been shrouded in mystery, and the family had never questioned it. But now, the pieces began to fall into place. "You?" she breathed, the realization hitting her like a freight train. The man nodded slowly, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes. I am Giovanni Bellini, your uncle. The true heir to the Bellini empire."