Heiress Artinya Novels & Stories

After leaving my husband, who did not love me, I restored my status as an heir to a super-rich family. With newfound clarity and determination, I reclaimed my birthright and embraced the responsibility that came with it. No longer bound by the constraints of a loveless marriage, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, guided by the unwavering support of my family. As I stepped into my role as heiress, I vowed to honor the legacy of generations past while forging my own path towards a future defined by resilience, strength, and unabashed authenticity.

Big time. He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "You're an heiress to one of the most powerful companies in Canada," he said, his tone shaking with frustration. "Do you even realize who you are? This life you’re living, it isn’t worth it. You don’t have to put up with him. You don’t owe him anything."

“I’ve been the heir to the Harlow family since I was a child. Everyone flatters me, curries favor with me. They respect and admire me only because of my status as the Harlow family heir. “Even you, Mia. If I weren’t the Harlow heir, would you still have feelings for me?” His words left me speechless at that time. If he weren’t the Harlow heir, there wouldn’t have been an engagement between us. We wouldn’t have grown up together. How could there even be a question of love?

"Mom, Dad, I want to buy the Sea Maiden's Dress. This banquet dress is too heavy and hot…" The outfit she was talking about cost ten gold coins, which was the maximum amount everyone had at the moment. Thus, no one was willing to spend any money to buy something so useless. Then, my father ordered, "Take out your money and buy her that dress, Sylvia!" "Why should I? I was the one who helped you eat…" My mother cut me off coldly. "What do you mean, helped us? You're the one who called them monsters, so you deserved it."

She turned her head with a chin flick and flirtatious smirk. “That’s right. My family did arrange a fiance for me. But what about it? “I have money and power. Not only can I have a fiance, but I can also keep a few male escorts like an ancient empress, can’t I?” The surrounding employees burst into laughter. “Ms. Hall is absolutely right!” “Exactly! For a woman as outstanding as Ms. Hall, having a few men is perfectly normal!” I watched the troupe of clowns coldly. “You actually take that ‘heiress’ title so seriously?

"I haven't, why not tell me about it…" Imelda hissed out so loud glaring at the woman she ever regrets having a a mother. "The Zoren's family are inviting everyone to the welcome back ceremony of their Heiress…" she announced. Candi got on her feet forcefully, her eyes widened in great shock. "That must not be true, it can't happen… who the heck is the fucking heiress?" She screamed. Imelda let out a mocking smile. "Screaming won't solve the matter. The worst part of it, is that the Heiress is my maid…"

“A billionaire's daughter?” “Almost there, try again.” This time, I get it right. “An heiress.” “Yes! That's right, flower girl. You're an heiress, which means you've thirty percent of the power that sugar daddy has, and do you know what that means!?” I shake my head tentatively, and Maisie divulges. “It means you control the mafia as much as he does. It means you can host a party. When I say a party, I mean a very hot, very sexy, very orgasmic party, and induct yourself as their heiress. It means you can…flirt around with the guys, do some exotic dance, and guess who'll be running to you in the next minute?”

"This is a pendant that has been passed down your family for generations." Trix reached out and in her hand she held a gold necklace with the symbol of the emperor's family. It was surrounded by diamonds and the pendant itself was one half of her hand. She stared in awe. She could not believe her eyes. "Am... I...." Trix managed to say. "It is not as the rumors say. You are not the late emperor's daughter but rather his cousin's. Our present emperor, Patricus' daughter." Artemisia explained. Trix coulnd not take her eyes off of the necklace that burned in her palms. Emotions started to rush at her.

Clare Haistings gives me a hug, her sweet perfume filling up my nostrils. It makes me want to vomit. “Hey twin.are you enjoying the party?”she asks but doesn’t let me answer. “Everyone is enjoying themselves and the presents look really good, our guests really outdid themselves”she gushes. Her sparkly dress shimmers every time she moves. And the ruby red necklace she is doning looks amazing on top of her cleavage. She looks perfect.