Heiress Clan Boss Novels & Stories

The Elder Clan wolves recoiled, their stoic forms momentarily shaken by the direct communication from the Earth elementals they supposedly revered. Their faces registered profound shock they had been so focused on creating the Ice shield that they had willfully ignored the destruction they were causing to the Earth. Elder Lyra dropped the Obsidian stone. It hit the frozen ground and cracked, the message delivered. She stared at me, the confusion and elemental horror palpable in her thoughts. Who is this Heir? What power does she command? I delivered Ronan’s final command, the only words I was allowed to speak. "The Earth weeps. The Heir of the Continental Alpha seeks an audience with the Eld

“Boss, she is already at Grabouw, how is she there in under ten minutes?” “Because,” Dimitri panted, clutching his chest, “because is the first born of the Whitaker clan. She is incredibly powerful, she should not be underestimated,” he spoke as he finally found strength to get up. “We have this boss,” Taron pointed at the phone, “let us go and get her,” and Taron sent a signal to his wolves, asking them to head towards Grabouw!

“Another heir.” “It would seem so, Your Majesty,” he says softly. “Do you have any good news?!” I ask. He smiles slightly. “Yes, Your Majesty.” “Tell me before I tear you apart,” I strongly suggest. “The Luna Queen has returned to Longclaw. That is the condition that’s allowed the Longclaw troops to step in to help Shadowglade. Alpha King Howard Bleiz does not trust Shadowglade. She cannot return to Shadowmanor Castle, ever. After this heir, there will be no others,” he grins.

If her words were true… "Oh? Unshakable loyalty?" he asked. She seized the opening. "Yes! You could even choose your heir from among our descendants. Our descendants are strong and gifted!" Tharion nodded. Everyone thought he had agreed. Lyra exhaled in relief, and the Vixen Clan elders' minds whirred. What they had feared as disaster could instead become the greatest turning point in their clan's history. Perhaps the next Beast King would be one of their own. However, his following words crushed them.

It was fun to them, but to me, it wasn't. “Alpha Roger Aslan was the one who fought hard all through these years until he found the Heiress. And so, I won't go back on my words and would fix their wedding soon after the Heiress settles and gets used to the Clan.” my father added, followed by applause from the crowd while he sat back to his throne.

The more she replayed it, the more her anger rose What does that b*tch has that she doesn't have?? She suddenly hit her fist loudly on the table when she couldn't longer take it. "F**k!!" She screamed. "You just gave me ear infection with your voice" Saint said and Cheetah shot him a glare but he smirked in return. "Now that Boss, sorry Aurelio has quitted who do you think will be the next heir to the clan" Cleopatra asked. Cheetah furrowed her brows. Now that she thinks of it, the clan is going to be needing a replacement and after Aurelio, she is the closest to Godfather meaning she's going to be the one chosen.

“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.”

“He is the Sucre Coal, a leader to the Core clan.” “And…” the blue-eyed young man holds the brown-eyed young man, rubbing his throat beside him. And pats him on his shoulder, looking into his eyes. “This is Sucre Doom, a leader of the ground clan.” He walks up to me, helping me off my knees.“And Finally...You...you are the missing one. A leader of the Snow clan, the person who is missing among those five royal chairs, is none other than you. Sucre Might. “You are the only living heir to the Sucre might. You are most welcome on board. Finally, we are complete, and you are here. It has been a long time coming.”

Children of the Moon Clan are extremely rare. Children born from the Dawn, Sun, and the Sunset Clan are not. It was difficult for the Moon Clan’s females to get pregnant and that is why they aged slower then the other Clans. Fifty years in the Dawn, Sun, and Sunset clan was only twenty in the Moon Clan. But a night between the Moon Clan Princess and the Dawn Clan’s King Janus one night at a party made Princess Luna a target. Having no other choice, Princess Luna gave birth to their child and sent her through a portal into the Human Realm. When she dropped her little baby girl off at the human hospital in Montana, she named her Nyx Aurora.

Kael remained stoic, but his grip on his glass tightened until his knuckles turned white. "Over the next six months," Robert announced, his voice ringing with authority. "You three will compete. You will be given projects, responsibilities, and challenges. I will be watching. I will be judging. And at the end of those six months... one of you will be named the Heir." The room erupted into chaos. Cameras flashed. Reporters scrambled. But Riley couldn't hear anything. She looked at Bella, whose face had turned a dangerous shade of red with rage and excitement. Then she looked at Kael.