Rogue Heiress Novels & Stories

The news anchor’s voice rang out: "Suzanne Smith, a renowned actress and heiress to the Smith Empire in Canada, has resurfaced after years of seclusion from the business world. She has announced the launch of the groundbreaking self-driving car project, Medal Cars, which has already gained approval from the most powerful businessmen worldwide. This marks a new era in AI-driven transportation." Their hands dropped from each other’s hair as they stared in stunned silence. Beatrice’s mouth fell open. "Suzanne… was an heiress to a powerful family?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

Her limp matched the throb in my knee because I had taken the impact through the bond without realizing. In the hallway, she stopped. “You checked me to prove a point. Happy now?” “You scored on me yesterday,” I said. “Had to even it.” Her laugh was sharp. “This isn’t a dick measuring contest, Zane.” “No. It’s survival. Rogue blood is coming and you need to be unbreakable.” She went still. “What do you know about rogues?” “More than you.” I stepped closer. “My mother’s one. Or was. Pack whispers say that she’s back.”

Her eyes locked onto mine, her smile wide, malevolent. I could barely speak. “Amelia… why…” She didn’t answer. Only the flash of her dagger, the glint of its silver edge, and the realization that she had orchestrated this ambush, watching from the shadows, her intentions murderous and precise. The pain in my body, the fear in my heart, all of it converged into a single, undeniable truth: I was not just fighting rogues. I was a pawn in a larger game. Lesiana’s voice cut through my panic. “Silver, get up!”

She deserves what's coming for her, for denying Jasmine justice. The Rogue Prince climbs down the dais and grabs my hands, pulling me closer to him. “I know you are the Bastard daughter of the richest man in the pack,” he whispers to me, leaning in, his breath brushing my ear. My heart begins to beat faster. “Don’t you dare presume that you can manipulate the situation,” he growls. “Now I want the truth!…. Is that really Alfred's brother?” My heart drops as I nod. He then moves aside and snarls, “Get the Alpha's Heir!! We would use him to send a message!”

Our spies didn’t mention she would arrive with someone. "Are you going to kill the rogue boss's daughter to keep her from becoming Alpha?" Natalia asks seriously. I glance at Nara Adalwolf one more time before turning to my friend. "Not now. It would be too quick, too suspicious, and we’d lose half our support," I tell her. I am the rightful heir of the rogues. I was there while Josia mistreated and ruthlessly killed them. I helped them, and they chose me, well, half of them did. Now that I’m on the verge of getting what I want, this little princess thinks she can walk in and take it? Fuck no.

She was overwhelmed by the culture of a powerful firm. Dominic did not argue emotionally. He played three recordings. In the first, Clara said, "People like her, hiding behind family background, should have been cleared out a long time ago." In the second, she demanded that I hand over the client list and membership card. Her tone was not confused or frightened. It was hungry. In the third, she spoke to the gossip account before her live stream. "The headline needs to be brutal. Say mafia heiress retaliates against whistleblower. Once the traffic goes up, she will be scared."

Rose’s heart was broken, and she didn't give a fuck what she looked like now. The circle murmured. “That was the first time I have even seen a rogue,” she sobbed. “We have never had them here in Stonehaven, but the one that got away, I saw Brittany talking with him; she gave him money. “She has lost her mind,” said Brittany. “I would never…” Rose looked straight at her cousin and knew Brittany had arranged every piece. The rogues. The notes. The convenient story. She had wanted the future alpha and the girl who stood in her way both gone. Only one had died.

I can't believe I said that. This stupid rogue. I kneel while holding her limp body. Even while unconscious, she still wraps her hands tightly around El. Her scent... it isn’t like other rogues. There’s something cleaner beneath the blood. Wilder, older. Klaus hums in the back of my mind, low and intrigued. “She acted like one of us.” “She’s not one of us. She’s a rogue.” “Still saved the child and stood up to you.”

" I cut him off with a cough. Their attention was turned to me, " who is this?" Blondie asked " she's the rogue we just caught dumbass" sadist answered irritatedly. Blondie's eyes widened " the rogue is a 'she'?"" Yes fool! I told you through the mind link" sadist said fustratedly.