Heir/Heirness Novels & Stories

As the members read and studied the leaflets, the data about Aditya was written in full. Then the members nodded and conferred with each other, whispering here and there. "Well, ma'am, here it is written that the young master has a ten percent share given by his grandfather, Mr. Ali; in total, he has more than seventy percent when combined with the property of the great master; therefore, by rule, he is the new leader of this company." Mr. Weber explained. Everyone agreed to Mr. Weber's words, although Calvin looked weak when he found out that the leader was still under his age. He couldn't do anything because it was clear that Aditya was the rightful heir to the company.

"Um, well, later I'll think about the things that will complicate the decisions I've made. Only when I'm at that point will I think about what I should do. Also, as a mother, I have a big right to my daughter if ever he complains and demands custody of our daughter. I will fight for my rights." "But... sister Lia, I surely miss Princess Khianna so badly. She's our only baby at home. Sister Lia, you can go back alone but please leave her here alone. I promise to take good care of her. Just visit her regularly here in Canada." Alpha said and begged because it's true that Khianna is the only one who gives comfort and energy to their house. "That's impossible to happen little sis. Princess can't

Celine asked "Well for one I have no use of the money your father left you but I do want some thing, your father founded the company and he is the chairman and when he died, no one could take his place because he left all of his shares to you, you are the one with the majority owner of the company and can also be the chairman but as it is, I doubt if you are interested in it and so I need you to make me the chairman my dearest niece "He said "And the only way to do that is by signing this contract,it says here that you will be appointing me as the next chairman and also as your guardian"He added as he brought out a document

"I'll come back. We'll figure this out. We'll find a way." The Rites of Passage weren't optional—not for a Stonehaven heir. Every alpha-blooded son had to complete the three-month isolation in the northern territories before they could claim their place in the pack hierarchy. It was tradition, ritual, law. Alec had known it was coming since he was old enough to understand what his last name meant. But knowing didn't make it easier. He'd spent weeks trying to find a way around it, some loophole that would let him stay, but his father had made it clear: refuse the Rites, and he'd forfeit his claim to everything—his inheritance, his position, his voice in the Council. He'd become nothing. And i

This is memory shaped by lineage and intent. Another presence stirred behind him. A shadow within a shadow. A second wolf stepped forward, partially obscured, features indistinct but power unmistakable. The Heir. “You should not be here,” I said, backing away. “You are already here,” the Heir replied. His voice was calm, controlled. “You crossed the threshold the moment you recognized the sigil.” Rowan smiled faintly. “She always was perceptive.” The Heir’s gaze never left mine. “You stand at the fault line between inheritance and defiance.”

he asks with a frown that deepens further, and I could swear I could hear the implied words: You don't belong here. I open my mouth to answer, but my gaze shifts past him and is drawn back to Nicole. My heart skips as though he finally noticed me, but instead, I watch as he leans closer to her, lips brushing an ear. She giggles, and he smiles-a smile that makes my skin crawl. A lump of nausea rises in my throat as the reality strikes me-he doesn't see me. Doesn't care at all.

I look at her. "Why?" "Magic." She says it like the answer should be obvious. "Girls tend to inherit the magical bloodline more consistently. Boys can inherit it, but it's much less common." She pauses. "So if your mother was part witch..." I stare at her. "Then having a girl first actually makes sense." I think about it. She's right. My parents had me first. And now I'm having a girl. "It's strange." "What is?" "That I've spent my entire life thinking there was something unusual about me..."

Grandma asked "There's no even need for that. The first and last one are quite easy but the second one is going to be a bit difficult so if you can pass the other two stages and meet the exact requirement, you'll automatically become the heir or heiress. The person with the highest profit wins and it must be two companies" she added "So..... Who are we starting with? Since we have only one male here, starting with him won't be a bad idea. John Campbell, step forward with your ledgers" Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief

"And your marriage contract had one very specific clause." Lucian frowned. "The heir clause?" Gregory Winslow leaned forward. "Yes. It's year three, Lucian. That clause states that before the fourth year, an heir must be produced. No child means the marriage dissolves—and both our families lose everything we've built." Caliste raised an eyebrow. "Lose everything? Isn't that a little dramatic?" Her father glared. "It's not a joke, Caliste. The Velmores and Winslows joined for global control of trade and investment. If this marriage falls apart, dozens of partnerships collapse."

"Adelaide, the Bad Debt... it’s not an event. It’s a choice." "A choice to be imperfect," Adelaide said, finally looking up. She held out the fountain pen to me. "The Heir is an algorithm of absolute logic. He cannot account for an act of pure, irrational destruction. To save the child, you must destroy the Banker." "What do you mean?" "The Heir is tracking your frequency, Seraphina. He’s using your love for the child as the carrier wave for his signal. If you want to break the link, you have to break the love. You have to make the system believe the 'Asset' has no value."