Heir For A Day Novels & Stories

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.”

"But baby, you never really told me why they are after you. I've let it go for many days but I want to know now." He knew this was going to happen. He inhaled deeply, exhaling the next second and he looks at her. "I'm the heir of the Corporal Group. Whenever someone succeeds in the title, some other family loves hunting the successor, sometimes just one of the family will attend. They hunt before, during, and in the next twenty-four hours. It's vital that they do it after the announced date of accession because if they do it before, it's just not a thing. "Since I am the heir, I am that fresh meat in a market full of rotten ones," he explained.

Gracie was the treasured heiress of the Fosters, and Lionel was the precious darling everyone in the family protected. They probably would never recognize that the leading cardiologist sitting before them in glasses was the real heir they had once shut out. "I know you're the top cardiologist in the city. Getting an appointment with you isn't easy. But don't worry. Money isn't a problem. As long as you can save my brother, you can name your price." Gracie held a black card between two fingers and placed it on my desk. I lowered my eyes to it, then looked back at her.

The mistress “Why is it that every time you have to call me when I am on vacation?” Bryan grumbled. “Why is it that every time I call you you are not working?” Vincent asked back, his month slightly upward. “Alright…what can I do for you, The Heir?” Bryan teased, “I’ve told you all popular women perfume names I know. I won’t know more unless I get a new girlfriend.” “Perhaps you should. By the way, we found the perfume the other day by ourselves before you texted me back.”

I have always been a stickler for the rules. In elementary school, our class holds an election for class president. The teacher ignores the vote and appoints the principal's son instead. I follow the school's rule that whoever receives the majority vote should win, gather all 42 students, and take the election straight to the principal's office to redo the vote. When I grow up and start working, my boss hands me a thousand-dollar expense receipt and orders me to file a ten-thousand-dollar reimbursement claim. I refuse, as it violates company policy. The manager laughs. "Here, whatever the boss says goes. Learn to bend when you can, or the company may decide it needs someone more obedien

Theodor, a 29-year-old man, is the first grandson of Gilbert Jansen Burg, the owner of Burg Corporation, and has been named the company's heir. That doesn't necessarily make Theodor big-headed or dependent on his family. Theodor felt he was carrying a Very Heavy mandate, so he always wanted to feel perfect at every opportunity. Theodor was such a genius that his grandfather felt. He had made no mistake in choosing the heir to his fortune. "My grandson, you're finally home. How was the company today?" "Yes, as usual. Very busy." Theodor said. "Good, good. You're a child genius." Gilbert complimented.

But the King would fold his hands and bow to the law. He would be there too, to witness it all and try and sniff out where the Gem might be. "Now, Summer. Let's start with a few basics. This here is Hydra. She will be your handmaiden. She will be with you at all times during your time in the palace." "So, if you're thinking of a way to escape or run away from our agreement, it's best that you put away such thoughts." "Hydra wouldn't hesitate in silencing you if you compromise our plans."