Heir Drama Novels & Stories

She asked with a more polite tone. “It is as what you’ve said.” She transferred her eyes to Carsillion, who moved and slowly opened his eyes, which Ashriel covered with her hands. She is the third grandchild, so why is it that people addressed her as the Heir? What she knew was that Amber WILL be the Heir. “I don’t understand.”

“Your freaking heir is standing behind you. You have been searching all these while when she’s always been with you,” Huh? “What is going on here? What heir?” I turned back, in search of the heir they were talking about but there was no one there. Not even the guard. “All these while; five months that you’ve been with her, even after saving her from the shoreside. I was expecting you to have figured it out for a long time now, as the signs were obvious but yet, you didn’t. That is your heir, Verona. And she’s five months pregnant for a man that wants to kill her.”

At the reunion dinner, my adopted brother, Isaac Johnson, whispers in my ear, "The Johnson family only needs one son. You're just a country bumpkin. We don't need you here." I think he's right. So, I run straight into traffic at the intersection. My family is terrified. They rush over and manage to pull me back from the road. My sister, Rebecca Johnson, turns pale with anger and warns me not to upset Isaac again. I obediently nod. Then, late that night, I turn on the gas and leave a suicide note. "It's my fault for upsetting Isaac. I'll take the whole family to heaven with me. None of us will ever have to suffer again." My family stares at me as if I've gone mad. Later, at a party, Is

“What… made sense?” “You’re loyal by bloodline. Your family owed me.” His eyes didn’t flinch as he said it. “This way, the debt is settled, and I gain what I need.” “What you need,” she echoed quietly. “Which is…?” Damian stepped closer, shadows clinging to him like a second suit. “An heir, Seraphina.” The word hit harder than any slap. He didn’t say wife. He didn’t say partner. Heir. She tried to laugh it off, but it came out thin and broken. “I thought.. I hoped this was… more than that.”

"If Draxler's the father—" Vivienne picked up her bag. "Then there's a biological Churchill heir we didn't know about, attached to a woman who left your wedding under circumstances nobody's been able to fully account for, who has now returned with that child to attend a funeral where the estate is being formally opened." Vivienne picked up her bag. "That is not a neutral situation." Adrian shook his head. "Keyla wouldn't—"

But at the same time, I become wary about the future. My father just said I was the heir to this family. But I do not know anything about the underground world. Also, I’ve almost died twice now. The necklace. I left it back in the other house. If I’m allowed to pack my clothes. I’ll keep that necklace and ask what is it really about. I don’t think it’s just a normal necklace that Hannah wore.

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…

And besides, all he knows is that the Sean he knew was Henry’s son, not Stuart’s. Dean felt overwhelmed, he was surprised, happy and sad at the same time. Surprised to know Sean was actually the heir of the biggest company, a conglomerate to be exact. Happy to finally see him and sad to realize that in those ten years Sean had never once contacted him. He had never changed his number believing that one day Sean would contact him and would give him a chance to explain what really happened that day. But he never did. And that hurts more than anything. Meanwhile, Dylan never took his eyes off of Dean, he saw the pain in his eyes as he stared at Sean from afar. Dylan knows how painful it was for

Compared to having his lover by his side, he would much rather have his company! [Such a pity for Harmonia. She was already dumped by Absalom. After she got together with a new sugar daddy, Hector dumped her too!] [Someone took her in, didn’t they? We just don’t know who bought Marshtown Studio yet. Do you girls have any news?] [Could it be the mysterious heir of the billion-dollar fortune? I heard that the heir has suddenly shown up and claimed it despite having been gone for nine whole years.] [The heir is actually an heiress who owns a Lamborghini! She wore sunglasses, a baseball cap, and a mask. She’s really mysterious!]

One of her hands goes up to lift her sunglasses, “Damian Graham it's unlike you to ignore my calls, is it what that poor orphan has done to you, how can—” I cut her off, dropping the pen onto one of the files before pulling my sleeves into my elbows, I signed deeply “ I’m always busy mum” I responded, my voice sounding low and almost inaudible, she rolls her eyes “ You are wasting time son, all I'm asking is for an heir for us to secure the empire if the womb of that wife of yours, can't carry a son then you have no other option than to impregnate another” she stood up and cleared her voice, and said “ Think about it, I can't watch what I have so worked hard for go down the drain” she turns