Heiress Raid Novels & Stories

c were here already as efforts were made to retrieve the body. Few hours later after continuous search of Nathan's car hoping to find his body,his body was found at the shores of the ocean at the beach. Nathan was dead. His death threw his family into a state of distress, especially his father who had no other heir except his daughter. Dr. Vanguard had looked up to his son as the only hope of a suitable heir. He had envisioned a bright future for his corporation as long as it falls into the hands of his son—Nathan Vanguard.

As the show’s popularity skyrocketed, online discourse erupted, and social media was flooded with trending hashtags: #CanAnOrdinaryGirlBeWithAWealthyHeir #DoRichHeirsHaveAConscience #ShouldVictorHarlowMarryYvonneSullivan For days, these hashtags dominated the trending charts across all major social media platforms. At nearly the same time, a bizarre incident occurred on the beach where Victor and Yvonne were vacationing. A stunning aurora unexpectedly lit up the clear blue sky, seeming to align perfectly with Yvonne’s presence. The spectacle was caught on camera by tourists and went viral almost instantly.

I held back my tears and shouted defiantly, "Skyrise Group belongs to Grandma. I'm the real heiress of the company!" Bang! Before I could catch my breath, Bobby smashed my head against the glass wall again. He continued shouting furiously. "Cindy, quit dreaming. I already gave Skyrise Group to Tina as her wedding gift last year. Whoever marries her will inherit the company!" His words sent a wave of shock through the entire crowd. Everyone's eyes lit up as they stared at Tina. At that moment, a commanding voice came from behind me. "Bobby, I dare you to say that again. Who did you just claim is the heiress of Skyrise Group?"

His smile sharpened, all dark amusement. Before Heather could stammer a reply, Azrael’s hand tightened on mine. "Now, if you don’t mind," he murmured, gaze flicking back to her with a glint of challenge, "I’ll be borrowing Miss Valerie. She and I have unfinished business." I was too stunned to think. Let alone speak and protest. So when Azrael dragged me out of there, I went with him. And I could not believe I actually felt thankful for his interference even though I know exactly why he was there in the first place.

The morning light usually brought clarity, but today it brought a storm. Rage was standing by the nursery window, his silhouette dark against the rising sun, when the first alert hit every screen in the penthouse. Sabizina was still huddled in the rocking chair, wrapped in his scent, when the holographic display in the center of the room flickered to life. It was a news broadcast. The headline in jagged, red letters read: THE STOLEN HEIRESS: IS RAGE VANE A SAVIOR OR A KIDNAPPER?

Then she looked at Kael. Kael was looking at her. For the first time all night, his expression wasn't bored or mocking. It was predatory. He raised his glass slightly in a mock toast, his eyes narrowing. The game has begun, his look said. Two hours later, the gala had turned into a frenzy of speculation. Riley had escaped to the rooftop garden, desperate for fresh air. The cool night wind bit at her skin, but it was better than the suffocating atmosphere inside. "Heir," a voice came from behind her. "Who would have thought the old man had it in him?"

The questions gnawed at me, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand—stopping Emily and Jessica. My daughter’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Turn left here, Auntie Sarah!” she directed, her small finger pointing at the map. Sarah followed her instructions without hesitation, the car weaving through the less crowded back roads. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the last touches of mascara. I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the car mirror. Gone was the scared, broken girl from six years ago. I had transformed myself—physically, mentally, and professionally. I was no longer the weak victim. I was Susan Davidson, the rightful heir to the Davidson Corporation.

Susan's heart started racing, she needed to get out of here. "Do you think that you can hit me anyhow" Susan said pointing her finger at Ryella "I am the heir of our family". "The heir of our family? You?" She didn't bother to hide the mock in her voice. "Are you sure you're part of the Kress family?" She stared her down from head to toe. "Don't forget that everyone knows that you're just an outsider and your father is just the live in son in law. I am the true heir of the Kress family and enterprises if that's what you are after.... you're making a big mistake and if you dare to cross me...I'll dispose of you as soon as you can count one to three".

The rebel leader from the Shadow? Sora stepped out from behind the woman, her scarred face tight with exhaustion. "I didn't think he’d bring the Billion-Dollar Heiress with him, Kael." "She’s not an heiress anymore," Dante said, his voice hard. He stepped in front of me, his posture defensive. "She’s the Anchor. And the Council just burned the harbor to find her."

"Princess? My god, Princess Kiara! Is that really you? The old master has been looking for you everywhere!" "I'm done hiding, Uncle Vikram," Kiara said, looking back at the huge Singhania mansion one last time. "Send the cars. Tell my grandfather... the Heiress of the Rathore Empire is coming home."