Lancaster Prep Family Tree Novels & Stories

The child whose disappearance destroyed their mother before eventually killing her. Alexander’s voice dropped dangerously low. “Who is she?” “We’re still confirming her identity. But there’s more.” A pause. “She just left the Lancaster estate.” Alexander’s eyes darkened immediately. “Lancaster?” “Yes. Damian Lancaster’s wife.” Wife? Alexander turned slowly toward the wall-sized monitor displaying global stock markets. His mind worked rapidly. The Lancaster family is powerful but nowhere near the level of the Whitmore Empire. How could his missing sister possibly end up there? And why now?

Lancaster said to his wife that when he is done speaking, he is almost out of breath. It felt like he was taken aback when he realized that I was standing here the whole time and that I heard everything that he said about his son but it's too late and he can't take any of those back now that all he can do is play it cool. "Welcome to the family, Rory," Mr. Lancaster said before he turned his back on me leaving me and his wife on the spot where everyone in the family used to stand.

"Mrs. Lancaster, if you have something to say, feel free to say it." "You're Nat's friend, so I won't make things difficult for you. However…" Grace looked her up and down. "If you're Dominic's lover, then I must remind you that we value proper matches. And frankly, your profession doesn't meet the standards I expect from a future daughter-in-law." The Lancaster family came from generations of scholars and nobles. Even in decline, they would never accept someone from the entertainment industry who made a living in the spotlight. Grace didn't say it outright, only out of consideration for Anathea. "I'm sure you're a smart woman, Ms. Cole. You must know when to step back."

I looked at them and slowly said, "Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, I believe you remember what my real last name is now, don't you?" Oscar's hand trembled as he pointed at me, stammering, "Timothy Lancaster..." My full name was Timothy Lancaster, and I was the true heir to the Lancaster family in Berglaton. My father, James Lancaster, had no children for many years. Eventually, he adopted a son and named him Langston Lancaster. But Langston never amounted to much. Twenty years later, my father finally had a son. I was born late in his life, and he pinned all his hopes on me.

*** ~~Soren~~ *** A month later…. The Lancaster clan is buzzing with people from higher-ups, reporters, different media teams. It's the official reveal of the next Lancaster heir, the firstborn child. An occasion that holds every thirty years. Which means that an heir is mandated to have a successor before he or she turns thirty. Or at least someone pregnant by him. News has even spread that Dahlia Rhodes pulled out of Bsg and went back to Deloitte. We got a backlash for it of course but I managed to pull through.

“I had my son marry Zane Lancaster’s niece.” Davian narrowed his eyes. “Zane Lancaster has a niece?” Melissa nodded slowly. “Yes, he does. And, believe it or not, he and Celeste also had a daughter—Irene Lancaster. But no one knows that. Not even the fact that she died five years ago is public knowledge. The family keeps their affairs tightly under wraps.” Davian fell silent, absorbing the information. Melissa watched him closely, noting the way his expression shifted—brows slightly drawn, gaze distant.

His mother is a writer and was working on a sitcom back then. That's how he and Marcus met, they both went to a private high school where the majority of kids were from families whose parents were in the entertainment industry in one way or another. It's no small wonder that Marcus ended up being an entertainment lawyer though, with his looks and charisma, it's surprising he didn’t end up on the big screen. Both of Marcus's parents the famous Lancasters are still alive and live in Bel-Air, being Hollywood royalty, they are both retired but attend all the important galas and awards shows.

The pages were filled with his familiar handwriting — precise and strong, just like the man she remembered. The entries dated back to when Lancaster Corporation was still in its infancy. There were notes on business strategies, personal reflections, and scattered thoughts. But one name kept appearing, over and over. The Aldric family. Aurora’s breath caught. The Aldrics had been powerful once — one of the wealthiest and most influential families in their world. But they had fallen long ago, their legacy all but erased. Still, the name carried weight… and it was Lucian’s true name. Her stomach twisted painfully.

This morning, I was sitting in the living room with my coffee, scrolling through my phone while waiting for Elijah to finish getting ready for school, when the news alert popped up: **BREAKING: Matriarch of Lancaster Family Hospitalized in Critical Condition** My heart stopped. I clicked on the article, my hands trembling. "Mae Lancaster, 78, grandmother to billionaire brothers Sebastian and Nicholas Lancaster, was rushed to Manhattan Presbyterian Hospital last night in critical condition. Sources say the beloved family matriarch's condition is grave. The Lancaster family has requested privacy during this difficult time." Grandma Mae. The one person in the entire Lancaster family who had eve

And she saw that the Lane group now said they’d be buying the Lancaster family business and joining it to her family’s business. ⸻