Ruthless Heir Novels & Stories

There were three guys standing in the alley and one guy bleeding on his knees in the mud. I recognized the three standing guys instantly even in the terrible lighting. You couldn’t go to Kingsborough University without knowing exactly who they were. The Kensington brothers.. campus royalty and billionaire heirs. They were untouchable and arrogant rich psychos who treated the entire school like their own personal playground. Declan Kensington stepped forward. He wasn’t wearing a coat just a black t-shirt that clung to his muscular chest in the rain and he looked entirely too happy to be standing in a dirty alleyway. He pulled his leg back and delivered a brutal sweeping kick straight to the k

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a

“Ruthless doesn’t even cover it. I mean, come on, I have enough on my plate without neighborhood gossip turning into headline news. And now Mrs. Davenport wants me to guarantee the future of my company through… heirs. Like it’s a damn nursery project.” Richard laughed. “You make it sound like a bad soap opera.” I gave him a sidelong glare. “It is a bad soap opera, Richard." He raised an eyebrow, with a sly grin tugging at his lips. “Well. That’s a twist. So Mrs. Davenport wants heirs, and you’ve technically got one in the oven already.” “Why are you sounding like Mr Kane now?" I gave him a bombastic side eye "Mr. who?" "The guy has a knack for digging up every single skeleton in my life. He’

Ruth dropped to her knees and put on her best pitiful act. "Mom, please, give us your blessings. Micah and I grew up together. Our feelings for each other run deep…" Mom shook all over with rage, too angry to get a single word out. I watched this ridiculous scene and tightened my grip on the baseball bat. I laughed derisively and said, "Micah, you're seriously out of your mind." I swung the baseball bat hard into his shin, my expression instantly turning into one of grief. "She's a fake heiress, but you're a true heir! How can you screw your own parents over for an outsider? You've let this vixen scramble your brain!"

I looked toward the stairs, then turned my gaze toward the master suite at the end of the hall. The "Saint" had his prize. He had the daughter. He had the legacy. But he had left the one thing he supposedly cherished most completely unguarded. He thought he could have his cake and eat it too; he thought Ruth would just sit there in her perfect world, oblivious to the fact that her husband was a monster. "Fine," I whispered to the empty hallway, the words tasting like ash. "If you want the father, Emma, then I'll take the mother. Let's see how much 'integrity' this family has left when I'm through with it."

“Nothing.” Ruth glared at him in dissatisfaction. “Liar! You eavesdropped on my call and didn’t even share information with me. How can you be like this?” Abel held her waist with one hand and played with her hair with the other. “The heir of a hidden family is not as talked about as a wealthy family. It’s not that easy to find anything out.” Ruth tilted her head and thought about it seriously for a while. “That makes sense. I’ll ask Dulcie another day.”

Queen Lati said eyeing Ruthless before her gaze landed on her son. "I understand mother." Blue said quietly. "But you don't have to drag my brother if you want to remind of something." "Point of correction, he is not your brother, I did not give birth to him." "That's enough my love." "Don't tell me that, if you had never cheated on me, he wouldn't have existed in the first place." Ruthless finished his food and stood up from his seat. "Thank you." Ruthless said and walked to the door, pausing when he opened it. "And Lati, I have no interest in your son's throne." He added and left.

"Are you truly so dissatisfied with the lineage I have selected for you?" Madison was completely repulsed by the arrangement, but she lacked the courage to voice her arrogance openly. She needed to maintain her standing as the obedient, perfect daughter to ensure Richard didn't strip her remaining privileges. If Ruth had brought forward an alliance with a renowned military house in the Shifter Citadel, she would have broken into a joyous run. But to accept a fruit-merchant while her rival held a billionaire alpha tycoon was a humiliation her pride couldn't endure. Her face paled, tears spilling over her lashes as she forced her voice to remain steady.

"The two are my sons, Gregory is the one who had always been there for my son when all of us abandoned him, so I will not..." "Fine, what will I benefit from it?" She looks at him. "Yes, I don't do things for free, he is not my son." Ruth's tears drop, this man is calling her son a bastard in front of her, she has no choice, she needs him. "What do you want? Fifty million, a billion, name your price." "You!" Ruth shakes her head in denial, she doesn't understand this man. "Yes, you heard me right, I want you, on my bed like in the good old days."

she was the most beautiful and wonderful woman in the world. “I was too kind and it was enough to take care of you and your mother. I also gave you food and accommodation. And now, two of you have to work to pay off my debt. Understand?!” Ever since the day her father, the Marquess of Rothnor, received authorization from her mother in the most despicable way possible, by forcing her to give up the inheritance, he officially became the heir to all the power and wealth of House Rothnor. He immediately took his mistress and stepdaughter back to the mansion to live like the real owner. Seeing Alice and her mother as parasites, despite his lover insulting his official wife and children, even the