Novel & Cerita Heir

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…

she declared, walking out of the room with loud thumps. The room quickly turned silent but chaotic with unspoken words. Andrew shivered in my arms and I couldn't bring myself to make him calm. I was confused and filled with regrets. “What are you going to do, Alpha?” Marcus stepped forward behind me. “You wanted an heir… it seems like you have one,” “The only heir I want is with Anna, my mate,” I fumed. “I understand,” Marcus nodded. “But looks like someone came first. You can't possibly reject your child,” he assumed.

"From the very beginning, the heir was the one in Stella's belly!" "This was just an unacknowledged bastard, a creature no one wanted. Why should he have been born?" "So he could live his life branded as a 'mutt'?" I was a walking corpse, shuffling toward the future Don, leaving a trail of scarlet on the floor. Each step left a bloody footprint, a gruesome trail of what we had lost. I stopped right in front of him and asked, my voice devoid of emotion. "Tell me, who was ever looking forward to the birth of the true Gallo heir?"

he said, voice resonant, “that my daughter, Rue, is the rightful co-heir to the Blood Claw Alpha.” The hall erupted with cheers and howls of approval. The pounding of fists against chests in ancient salute. I stood frozen for a moment, the sound crashing over me in waves. Co-heir of Blood Claw Pack inheritance. The word echoed in my mind. Not an Omega or a discarded mate. Not replacement. Heir. I bowed my head slightly with respect. In that moment, something I hadn’t even realized was broken finally knit itself whole. After the announcement, my mother appeared at my side, her expression glowing wi

The secrets. The things that don't make sense. The strange behavior. The disappearance of my parents. The feeling that something is terribly wrong back home. And now I have Amaani to protect. Maybe Lyall is her father. Maybe one day she'll have the title of heir because of him. Maybe someday I will walk through those doors willingly. But not today. I cannot risk her safety just because I miss the people I left behind. "Alright, little one." I reach down and gently touch her cheek.

He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes. I move closer to him, glaring at him. "I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious. "And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again. I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder.

The Moon’s presence swelled, proud and tender. *Daughter of Mine,* She said, voice thick with something like joy. *Heir.* A lump rose in Luna’s throat. “All this,” she whispered, “and You still call me ‘runt’ inside sometimes.” The Goddess laughed through a caught breath. *Only when you forget to eat,* She said. *Or sleep. Or accept that you cannot carry rivers alone. Heir does not mean invulnerable. It means responsible. Share.* The word landed with more weight than any title.

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

"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

KARIN An heir. Not a child. Not our baby. An heir meant for the great Alpha Rowan Kincaid. Another symbol of power. Another possession meant to strengthen his name and bloodline. "Does he know?" The words barely made it past my lips. My throat felt tight, like even sound was dangerous.