Heir For A Day Novels & Stories

"You have a husband who refuses to let you carry anything alone. I've already hired a capable personal assistant who's been fully briefed on everything you'll need tomorrow. All you have to do is walk in." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "What would I do without you?" He thought about it for a long moment. "Nothing," he said. "Absolutely nothing." "You're so proud of yourself." "Extremely." He scooped me up, bridal style, already moving toward the bedroom. "Now let me show you an upgraded version of Patricia and Marcus's advice.” *** By morning, every major outlet in the country had a headline. LENNOX HEIRESS RISES FROM THE DEAD, RECLAIMS BILLION DOLLAR EMPIRE

“Holy shit, Lyriana. You’re pregnant with the heir to both thrones. This is more than a scandal. This is a looming war waiting to happen.” I held intensely unto the edges of the windowsill. “I am aware.” “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “I am confused,” I said with a heavy hear. “Well… you better figure it out before someone else does.” She said as I hung up the call. My breath caught in my throat as I reread the letter. Alaric. Here. In the same palace. This was the same man that ruined the world I had. He owns the child I am carrying. He is the heir to Ardonia’s kingdom. Our rival kingdom

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.

"It's fine." "I want it to be perfect." Zion turned away from the mirror and grabbed his suit jacket from the back of the chair. "This is a big deal, brother. Don't you think so?" Zane didn't look up from his phone. "It's a party. We've been to parties before." "This isn't just a party and you know it." Zion's voice carried an edge that made Zane finally look up. "Dad is announcing us as heirs tonight. Heirs, Zane. To the entire Ellison empire. Do you understand what that means?"

I said with a sigh. He kissed my cheek and replied, "That's fine. We can have as many kids as you like. We'll teach them all the proper protocols for loving and protecting their mommy." I broke into a laugh, and the earlier gloom dissipated completely. He hugged my waist and whispered, "Got some good news for you." "What is it?" "Dad said there's a banquet next week where he'll officially announce me as the heir to Hurrix Corporation." I stared in surprise, mouth agape.

Those were the first words he spoke that day. The people around him immediately moved. They got the helicopter ready, contacted a medical team, and cleared out the area quickly. As I opened my mouth to say something, Hoills seemed to have figured out what was on my mind. He whispered, “You’re my sister, and your pup is going to be my heir. You deserve my complete attention.” I widened my eyes, and my heart skipped a beat. After I called him that day, he had sent me a message. [If you want, your pup will be my sole heir.]

ALEXEI’S POV Today was the day that father announced me as his successor. The heir apparent of Ash moon pack. In my past life, I had be overjoyed by father’s announcement. Naive and ignorant about the enemies I had made as a result. Freida had squealed in false cheer, hugging me tightly. Luna Mya had smiled at me, giving me a soft pat on the back. How had I not been able to see their loathing, shimmering right beneath the surface of their fake smiles?

“You’re not ready for this.” She folded her arms. “Try me.” Something in his expression shifted—less ice, more storm. “You think this firm is just a law office?” he said. “We sit on ancient courts. We settle blood feuds older than your textbooks. I don’t run a business, Zara. I run a kingdom.” She stared at him. Her mouth parted slightly, but no words came. “The Heir Trial,” he continued, voice low. “It’s not ceremonial. It’s a fight for leadership. For the right to shape the future of the Five Clans.”

All for a wish. The heir walked passed her without exchanging one word with her. Shea stopped in her tracks and followed Daylen with her eyes. She found it hard to understand why he didn't even bother to greet her. As an elder person and the reigning moon goddess; it was only right that the heir should show her respect. A chill ran down her body when the boy turned around and met her eyes. Something in his deep blue eyes was sending her warnings. Shea blinked and turned away from the moon god.