Harry Potter Multi Heir Test Fanfiction

My mom treated me like the dirt beneath her shoes but worshiped my cousin like a queen. Since I could walk, I had scrubbed clothes and cooked meals, but I would still be yelled at or smacked if I messed up. On the contrary, my cousin twirled in princess dresses and played the piano. She was cherished by my aunt and uncle like she was the center of their world. Then came the day everything changed. At my cousin's birthday party, my mom got drunk and spilled the secret—she switched me and my cousin at birth. It turned out that I wasn't her daughter; I was my aunt's daughter. I was over the moon. Finally, I thought I'd found my real family, people who might actually care about me. But when I told my aunt, she just smirked. "You think I didn't know? I don't want you. You'll never be my daughter." Her words hit me like a bucket of ice water. I couldn't understand. Why didn't anyone want me? But that day, I made a vow—I'd never beg for anyone's love again. Years later, when I got into Mayward University—the best educational institution in the country—I threw two DNA test reports on the table in front of them. For the first time, they both looked terrified.

Scarlet loved and honored this man in their 10 years of marriage, she had turned down her family fortune just to be with him. He had nothing when she met him and her family never accepted him, so she rejected her own family for his sake. She stayed with him through thick and thin and finally built an empire with him, but on the day that was supposed to be their 10th wedding anniversary she found out that her husband was holding a wedding ceremony with another woman, and not only that, he already had two kids with this woman When she confronted him, her husband wasn't remorseful about it, instead, he threw the divorce papers on her face. Scarlet didn’t hesitate to sign those damn papers, but the next day she wasn't the CEO's wife again, she was the CEO herself and was here to make her ex-husband suffer. Me Harvey, you ex-wife is the new CEO of our rival company “ his men told him. “Please forgive me ex-wife “ he begged on his knees. The woman looked at him and smirked. “ You would work for me, “ she told him as she brushed his hands off

Elena Marquez has always lived a quiet life, caring for her little brother and helping her mother keep their small family shop alive. But peace has a price, and her late father’s debts have begun to circle back like vultures. When the DeLuca family — the most feared mafia clan in the city — comes to collect, Elena is forced into their world. There, she meets Adrian DeLuca, the infamous heir to the DeLuca empire. Cold, calculating, and dangerous, Adrian is everything she should fear — but something in his eyes unsettles her. What neither of them know is that Adrian’s father — the powerful Don Vittorio DeLuca — is the man responsible for her father’s death. As Elena is drawn deeper into the DeLuca world, tension turns to reluctant trust, and trust slowly burns into something far more dangerous — love. But when the truth comes to light, Elena must decide if she can ever forgive the blood that runs through Adrian’s veins… and Adrian must choose whether to remain his father’s heir, or burn everything down to protect the woman he loves. A story of love, vengeance, and power, Mafia’s Heir is a slow-burn, heart-wrenching romance that will keep you hooked until the very last page.

(Alternate Title: The Glorious LifeMain Characters: Philip Clarke, Wynn Johnston) “Oh no! If I don’t work harder, I’d have to return to the family house and inherit that monstrous family fortune.” As the heir to an elite wealthy family, Philip Clarke was troubled by this…

After getting drunk, Nash persistently called out the name of the one he longed for but could never have. The next day, awakening with no recollection, he demanded, "Find the woman from last night!""..."Ultimately, Nina became completely disheartened. Soon, Nash received a divorce agreement citing, "The wife desires children, while the husband's infertility has led to the breakdown of the relationship!"As he read it, his entire face darkened. One evening, as Nina returned home from work, she found herself cornered on the stairs: "How can you divorce without my consent?”Nina retorted, "If you're incapable, why shouldn't I find someone who is?"Later that night, Nash wanted to prove his capability to Nina. However, Nina pulled out a pregnancy test report from her bag, further infuriating Nash: "Whose child is it?"He scoured everywhere for the father of the child, swearing to exact revenge! Little did he know, it would lead back to him...

Lillian Stewart is a twenty-four years old who has always wanted a simple life. After being dumped by her boyfriend of two years and a baby on the way, her life makes a drastic turn. Vincenzo Romano was her boyfriend who never showed her his dark side, but what she didn't know was their relationship was based on lies and secrets. Was the love he had for her a lie too? What happens when he makes an appearance in her life again and she finds out a life changing secret, will she be able to raise her child in a life of chaos? A life she had never wanted. Will vincenzo give her a choice? A mysterious man pledged to make her his at all costs, promising to eliminate anyone that stands in his way. In the midst of war and chaos, will they ignore the sparks and attraction they feel towards each other?

Being rejected and humiliated after a year-long relationship with the Alpha of Blackwood pack. Lilliana was being banned from the pack she had served as a maid for years to an unknown pack, leaving her child which she had for the Alpha alone. She found her second chance mate, who is an Alpha in the Darkmoon pack. She was surprised when she saw the father of her child, who rejected her for another woman pleading her to come back, to everyone's surprise the Alpha Lucas and the Alpha of Darkmoon are brothers Will Liliana leave her second chance mate for the father of her child? How does two brothers became Alphas in different pack

Following the death and the destruction of Olympus,the ghost of Sparta returns to tatarus awaiting to destroy prophesied child of the messenger god:who might return Olympus to its fomer glory.....

Myra didn't know her life was going to change forever after getting married to the famous billionaire Damian Graham. Ruthless and drop-dead gorgeous, Damian makes her life a living hell. Meaner than the devil himself, he treated Myra like a commoner when he thought she couldn't fulfill his aim of getting married to her. “He ignored me, He broke my heart. All he wanted was an heir and I was a means to that end. He was my husband… A husband that didn't love me,” With the arrival of a son, he seems to be a changed person and soon he finds himself falling for her. But will Myra ever forgive? Will she ever forget how unfaithful he has been to her??

A month before the SATs, I, Jenny Reid, could see my score. Literally. It was just floating right above my head. But there was a catch. Every time I cracked open a prep book, my score would drop by ten points. But if I skipped a day of school? It jumped right back up by ten. So, I played the system. For a whole month, I barely lifted a finger. And on the day of the test, the number glowing over my head was a solid 1560. When the scores finally dropped online… I'd scored a 500. And the 1560? That was my little sister Patricia's score. My parents lost it. As punishment, they got me a grueling night-shift job at a local electronics factory. That first night, a bunch of guys I'd never seen before cornered me in the parking lot and beat me half to death. Fading in and out of consciousness, I heard my sister's voice right by my ear. "You just had to one-up me, didn't you? Thought you were so smart… but you never figured out I was the one controlling that number over your head." The truth hit me like a physical blow. The score had been her trick all along. I opened my eyes—and I was back. One month before the SATs. The number above my head read exactly 1300. "Hey," my sister said, all fake sweetness. "Want to study together tonight? We can go over the practice tests." I looked at the stack of papers in my own hands. Without a word, I pulled out my lighter and set them on fire right there in the driveway. "Exams are coming," I said, watching the flames. "I'm not studying." My score ticked up to 1310. My sister's face was this perfect mask of disappointment, but the second I turned away, I caught the sly smile she couldn't quite hide. She had no idea… the real performance, the one I'd been rehearsing just for her, was finally about to begin.