Secret Heiress Novels & Stories

Beside her. My heart dropped violently, as if the floor had given way beneath me. It was her. It was Rue. The Omega we had laughed at. The woman we had dismissed, belittled, humiliated. The one my mother had insisted was insignificant and replaceable. Beneath us. The heiress of Blood Claw and daughter of Alpha Cyrus. The woman walking through the world with Percy at her side. A hot, choking sensation surged up my throat. No. No, no, no…

Priscilla’s POV At the secret facility of the shadow pack. I was on my bed, phone in hand, legs crossed, thumb scrolling like it was the only thing keeping me sane. My eyes were burning from staring too long, but I didn’t stop. I was searching for something. Any dirty scandal about Selena. But of course, there was nothing. What the hell was I expecting? She’s the perfect heiress, after all. The world sees her as untouchable. The walking, breathing version of money, power, and pedigree. Even if that ice queen murdered a baby on live TV, her father would bury it so deep even the goddess wouldn’t find it.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

I intentionally had Sebastian tell my father to send the money to the hospital account from the company’s account because I am so petty and I wanted this exact reaction from Roder. “Is the Hamit-Beta your-your-” he stammers. I interrupt with a slight smile. “My father.” The receipts slip from Roder’s trembling hands. He stares at me, stunned into silence. “You’re the Hamit-Beta heiress?” Having endured so much recently, I no longer see any reason to keep a low profile. So, I answer with a “Yes.” I watch as his expression goes through shock, disbelief, and finally horror as he realizes how much mess he’s currently in.

“Jesus, Belle. You okay? I saw them outside.” Annabelle’s pulse pounded in her ears. “They knew my name, Sofia. My real name.” Sofia came around the counter fast, grabbing her shoulders. “Hey, breathe. What the hell is going on?” Annabelle reached into her bag and pulled out a folded newspaper someone had shoved into her hands earlier. Her picture was on the front page: THE HIDDEN HEIRESS OF BLACKTHORNE EMPIRE. The subheading read: From Barista to Billion-Dollar Bloodline.

She was back as the Billionaire Hale heiress, the ice queen, Elara Hale. Nobody outside her family and friends knew her real name. All they knew was that the ice queen Hale heiress goes by E.H, a name that everyone spoke from fear and respect. Her name was carved with reverence yet fear both in the hearts of every executive from Canary Wharf to Wall Street of London.

I look at her as she smiles, then she stands up. She begins her speech. “As you all know, the Hera Consortium activities were supposed to stop after the death of the former president and his missing daughter. The former president made it clear that his daughter would be his successor after he left. Because of the missing daughter, we couldn’t continue business, so it was put to a halt. Now, his daughter has arrived, the new Hera president, and the Hera Queen, Katherine!” She motions to me, and they all chant again, “Welcome back, Your Highness!”

She could only nod. "Upon his death, Mr Stewart told me to wait a year before contacting you. Tomorrow would have made it a year but your stepsister moved faster than I thought. Before you asked how I knew, Mr Stewart also ordered me to keep an eye on you, he wasn't sure of your safety." Kate was having a hard time taking it all in. But Edward continued talking. "Miss Paulson, you are the sole heir to Mr Stewart's inheritance. I'm talking properties, real estate, millions and millions of dollars--"

It was shocking. Someone hurriedly asked, "May I ask what the reason is for disowning them?" Everyone wanted to know the reason. If Leah revealed it, it would surely make headlines. However, Leah had no intention of answering. Instead, she held Jade's hand tightly and announced to the media, "Jade is my only granddaughter." This move dropped everyone's jaws. An adopted child had become the Severin heiress. The reporters were all buzzing with discussions, speculating about the reasons behind it. Leah had made up her mind not to speak, though, leaving them puzzled.

"The Golds are maids? Does that even make any sense to you?" "You should know, young mistress, that I have been searching for you for years. So I have proof. Enough of it. They thought they'd taken everything you and your parents owned. But what they stole was only just a percentage of your real wealth. I've been searching for you to reclaim your throne as the last heiress of the Delacroix."