Heir/Heirness Novels & Stories

What's wrong with your stupid brain, huh? Anna tried to straighten out the situation even though she couldn't control her emotions. 'Tch, you're still denying it. Why? Do you think I can't do it huh? You know it so well that I'm the heir to the Lawson group. You can get all the wealth that I will have once you become mine. So, you just submit to me and don't need much resistance to become mine.' Anna could only continue to stare and look for where all of Liam's crazy thoughts were coming from. Until... 'So tell me, how much would I have to give you, so I have a fucking night with you tonight?'

“The Virell name does not attract small enemies.” Seraphina swallowed. “I didn’t ask for this.” “No one ever does.” Helena folded her hands. “But now that you’re here, survival depends on understanding your position.” “And what position is that?” Seraphina asked quietly. Helena’s gaze sharpened. “You are no longer invisible.” The words sank deep. “You are carrying the heir to an empire built over generations. That child represents continuity, power, and influence.” “I just want a healthy baby,” Seraphina whispered.

My breathe hitches and I forget how to breathe. I can already see the headlines forming 'heiress dies a shocking death from forgetting to breathe in the presence of a hot heir'......... yeah, that doesn't sound so good. He reaches his hand forward and brings his fingers to the front of my neck to grasp the other end of the necklace. The trail of his finger on my skin sets my body on fire and my breathing starts to become erratic. I think I hear him do a deep intake of breath but that could just be my imagination. This is pure torture.

Even though she still had relatives, considering the history through her mother's notes, Fathia didn't expect anything from them. What she had heard when Sebastian and Ronald talked one night was true. Alvin, her paternal side's relative, only saw Group Azure as a great inheritance full of wealth. How to get it without having to deal with the sole heir of the owner, Fathia, seemed to be their mindset.

'But he does know that you've made a will leaving everything to him, all the shares in the bank? David shook his head again. 'Snd after what you've just told me, I am having second thoughts. I need an Heir to carry on after me at the bank and you need a father for your baby. The child will have my blood in his veins afterall, it seems a perfect solution to both our problems, don't you agree? So, Sharon, will you marry me?' She almost thought for a moment that she hadn't heard him correctly and she didn't answer, just looked at him blankly.

How did this guy come to have such an overwhelming aura? Levi gulped nervously as cold sweat seeped from his forehead. He said, “So what if I am? You’re so arrogant and domineering. The branch family won’t sit back and do nothing! Don’t forget, even if you inherit the Clarke family, the branch family has the right to teach you the family rules! The law enforcement hall is being managed by the branch family just so we can punish domineering and arrogant juniors like you!” Levi was right. After the main Clarke family selected the heir, the heir had to go through a one-month assessment with the family rules as the standard. The assessment was given by the chieftain and the law enforcement hall!

Mei said, “Seraphina gets to decide when to drop her into the game. My money says she picks a moment that hurts you and benefits her. Imagine her walking in with a blurry photo and crocodile tears about a *poor, endangered child the Blessed Luna is hiding.*” Lyra could imagine it. Too clearly. “She keeps using that word,” Lyra said. “Heir. Like Aiden’s seed is a crown in a petri dish.” “Heir scares them more than ‘pup,’” Mei said. “It gets the traditionalists frothing. They’ll couch it in language about “protection” and “stability,” but what they’ll be thinking is, "Who controls that bloodline?*” “And the answer is me,” Lyra said.

Heir. Fear moved through me then in a different shape than before. Not abstract. Not philosophical. Immediate. If Tobias Viremont still lived, then I was not some nameless stranger who might pass through the Outlands unnoticed. I was his offspring. His heir. The child my mother took from him and carried back across the barrier. A stolen claim. A missing bloodline. Something more dangerous than I had ever imagined myself becoming.

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

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.”