The Consortium's Heir Novels & Stories

Jodie Stafford, the wealthiest heiress in Jensford, suffers a horrific car crash that leaves her paralyzed from the waist down, jeopardizing her claim to Stafford Corp. When the news reaches home, my adopted brother, Liam Gordon, drops to his knees in the living room and begs me to take his place in the arranged marriage. Holding my glass of water, I sneer as I take a step back. "Back then, you looked down on me—the real heir you brought back from the countryside—saying I was too uncultured to be presentable, so you forced the marriage alliance with the Stafford family on Liam instead. "Now that Ms. Stafford is paralyzed and a liability, you want me to take his place? Not a chance in hel

He could tip his Boss, Andres, off his real identity but his wife won't be pleased with the bastards faith The Kuznetsov's were clever, too damn f*cking clever and cunning for their own good. He narrowed his eyes at the chatterbox of a dick, filling Svetlana's ear. Seeing them together, he was reminded of Ivana. He had a rough understanding that they were all first cousins, Tyler, Leo, Ivana and Lana. Their one uncle, Igor who was Leo's father, was supposed to be the heir to the Kuznetsov's syndicate but was killed by Lana. These remaining were forced to fight for the heir position and except Leo. He was very much interested in the position, fame and power.

Somehow, she had always known he would return. Colton’s fury was immediate, his hand tightening on the hilt of the knife he’d left from dinner. But Julian raised his palm, his voice low, urgent. “They made a failsafe heir,” he said, the words carrying the weight of a curse. “One who answers to no master.” Savannah’s breath stilled. The fire crackled, but her mind heard only the hollow sound of a child crying somewhere far away. Julian stepped forward, his gaze sharp, cutting through the air between them. “You think Weston’s death ended it? No. He bred insurance. Something born not of flesh alone, not of machine alone. A Crimson Tier heir. And now it wakes.”

His assurance came candidly. I raised my head to look at my mother's gentle face. "Dad, I want to take over the consortium. Can you make me the chairman?" This was my resolve after thinking for hours. To live, I had to stay close to Leander. To stay close to Leander, I needed a reason, and being the head of the consortium gave me enough reason to make that happen. His business partner... though distanced, was still a step forward. I wouldn't give up.

He led me to the reporters and announced, "Everyone, this is my beloved daughter, the future heir of the Virel Consortium." Ronan froze, staring at me in disbelief. "You… you’re really the only daughter of the Virel Consortium?" Cameras flashed wildly. "So this is the Virel heiress. She’s absolutely stunning." "Miss Virel, look this way! Let me get your best angle!" My father stared straight at Ronan. "I hereby announce that all cooperation with the Kade Group is terminated effective immediately." The reporters instantly swarmed him with questions. "Mr. Kade, you said this was a major partnership. Why has the Virel Consortium suddenly withdrawn?"

“A male heir. Someone he can mold. Someone he can control. That someone... is you.” A deep, dangerous growl tore from my chest. “Why the hell would I ever want anything to do with his empire?” Her eyebrows lifted. Her amusement now had an icy edge. “You still don’t get it, do you? The agreement your father made with Chun Kit wasn’t just legal it was sealed in blood. He didn’t just offer a business deal. He offered everything. Soon, the Lockhart Consortium won’t belong to you. Or him. It’ll be Chun Kit’s. You should be grateful he’s even letting you keep the title of CEO. Of course, that only happens if you marry me.”

Grandma said and I heaved a sigh of relief She's going to start with John and Hazel so Mitchell and I will know our fate by then but I have a feeling that Mitchell is going to become the heiress. How great will it be for a heir and heiress to be together? We will conquer the world together and make so many histories. TBC........ ©️ Tricia

Emeraude tried to soothe. "Explain this to me now?" Bree requested, now with a more controlled voice. "Well, I don't know where to start. I'm already two months along, and the father is Cassian St. Clair," Emeraude revealed, fidgeting with the ends of her hair and hearing the silence on the other end of the line. "Bree?" "I'm in shock right now," confessed Bree, her voice low. "You lucky girl! You're carrying an heir to a damn fortune," she added, making Emeraude laugh.

When Archie heard his grandmother's words, he quickly pulled himself together and tried to digest what she was talking about. He lit a cigarette, and by the time he finished, he was completely calm. Seeing that her grandson's mood had finally stabilized, Mrs. Nadine continued. "My position is very clear, you should marry her and not let her keep it a secret. After giving birth to this child, she left her mother and took care of her child! The Belgian company will sign a ten-year contract with the Manley consortium. I will never allow anyone to do anything to destroy that contract! The Manley consortium must have an heir! Archie, you should know how many people, including your uncle, are eyei

"But if you believe it's not safe to tell me, then... it's fine. I won't push. You're a loyal friend. He deserves that." For a long moment, Emmett said nothing. Then: "Anna. You carry the Alpha Supreme. The Crescent Heir. The one ruler of all under the moon." He swallowed hard. "But did you know... Jebediah was born Alpha Supreme?" "I've heard that before." Anna said slowly. "Maureen told me. She said something severed the connection—the divine one." "Maureen said that." Emmett repeated, and something in his tone made the hair on Anna's arms stand up. "Maureen will say whatever keeps her son safe."