Heiress Raid Novels & Stories

The convoy slowed, preparing to unload. Nora crouched atop a nearby wall, scanning the scene. Six guards, all enhanced, carrying the crate. And behind them… someone else, a shadow, taller than a man, moving with unnatural grace, the Heir, or the closest thing to them she might recognize. Her stomach tightened. “That’s them.” Kellen’s voice was low. “And if we fail?” She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Failure wasn’t an option tonight. Not with the pendant here, not with the Heir’s intentions looming over every street of the city.

“Who was the one who brought you back? And who was the one who taught you that you should fight me for the company as soon as you returned?” Lilian immediately panicked. “Don’t try to drive a wedge between us. I came back because I am our parents’ biological daughter. I wasn’t fighting for anything. It was already mine. If I had grown up in our family, I wouldn’t be any worse than you. What makes you so special? With the conditions I grew up in, if you had been in my place, you wouldn’t have lasted a week.” I laughed. “Even now, you still will not tell the truth?” I turned to Jack. “Even you don’t know how she ended up back by your side, do you?”

"But now there are two heiresses—Ms. Crone and Ms. Larson. Who will wear the Aetheris Crown?" The black-clad bodyguard presented the crown before Horace and Brittany. Jessica's eyes shone brightly. Since she was the Larson family's heiress, she was confident that the crown belonged to her. Wendy couldn't possibly compete with her!

He purse his lips and pointed his gaze at me, "We'll need to have the royal ball, which is next--" "The royal ball?" "Yep, the royal ball. All of the royal maidens around the world will be invited. Heiress to throne, princesses and such; every single women with a rank that is still single will be here at the ninth day of March in accordance to your thirty-third birthday." He smiled as he pat his other hand with his left one. "But if I didn't find someone--" I purse my lips and began biting the insides of my cheeks. "Simple. You'll be stripped out of your title, then your possession, and this family and last...you'll be killed, secretly." He look down on his hands as I back off, turning aroun

His voice was steady, deliberate, every word carrying weight. "You’d better listen carefully. Stellar was never some country girl. She is the one and only heiress of the Rivers family—the rightful one who was stolen from us as a child!" There was dead silence. For a moment, it felt as though the entire hall had frozen. Every person present stood in stunned disbelief. "The Rivers family…? From Southport?" someone whispered. "The billionaire Rivers family?" Another guest gasped. "She… she’s the heiress?" Across the room, William and Margaret looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

she said shyly as the Alden heir’s name rolled off her mouth. “Yes, you should do that, dear. It will be great to show her the socialite ways, and it will do us some good too,” my mother said, who had been quiet for a while. As if the Alden heiress wouldn't know who to be friends with. They are ignoring the fact she is rumoured to be the underworld heiress. I have heard about her. She is ruthless when doing business. I think she is called Sable. It means sharp, black, merciless. A person like that would never be fooled.

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

Isabella cursed inwardly. So this was one of the so-called elite. She recognized him now—Williams Edinburgh. Chairman of Crown Real Estate. Rank: tenth on the rich list. Reputation: disgusting. As expected. He reached for her again. This time, with more force. He was already dragging her toward the couch when— A hand landed on her shoulder. Cold. Steady. Familiar. Before she could react, she was pulled back— —and the next second, she was pressed into a firm embrace.

"Come on. With your size, you're going to be a bodyguard?" I teased her with a sly look. One laugh and a few words later, we arrived at the event. As soon as Brianna walked in, she quickly pulled me aside and whispered, "See that one over there? She's the heiress of Hackett Group, a multinational pharmaceutical company. If you can win her over, we'll secure the project for sure." Just then, an old acquaintance caught her eye. She immediately turned to greet them with a bright smile and muttered under her breath, "Go grab a bite. I'll come find you once I've handled this."

"You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore." A silence so poignant settled into the room that it became impossible to breathe, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace already...... Have no army to back him up and rarely any source of income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " before the idiota's head gets disjunctioned from the rest of his body and starts to reel on the floor. The minister spoke again to distract. "I know a way to overcome these....problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's....Their coal mines, the business of daimonds....it is in