The Consortium's Heir Novels & Stories

Lea stepped in to assure Derek, "Whatever your plan is son, we will support you all the way. We promised to make it up to you, not just for the time lost but also for the hardship you had to endure; and we will keep our word." "With that said son..." continued Lea. "...We also want you, when the time is right, to take your place as the heir the Quinton Consortium." Morning bombshell. Derek's eyes widened up. "Wow that's a big responsibility. Thank goodness you said 'when the time is right' mum." "I got a lot to learn. First question, what is the Quinton Consortium and it's worth?" *Author's note: Stay tuned. The $$ is coming in the next chapter*

I asked while trying the clothes on. “Yes, he does. I’m actually surprised you didn’t know. Mr. Connor is the only heir the Ace’s family had, his mum was initially the heir, but she entrusted it all to her son. Connor’s dad tried to persuade her to change it as she was the only one with that much power and knowing who and how Steve is, he would try to take control of everything giving Connor’s mum no powers. She refused and signed the whole thing to Mr. Connor asking that he takes over when he attains the age of 18, he hated her till her death and treated her all kind of ways before finally abandoning them.” Lisa explained to me. “Oh. Wow.” I said, puzzled.

It wasn’t a compliment. It was an evaluation. “Why am I here?” Aurelia asked. Rowan gestured toward the sitting area. “Sit.” She didn’t move. “I’d rather stand.” Rowan studied her for a moment. Then nodded slightly. “Very well. Let’s speak plainly.” His gaze moved briefly to Lucian. “The child is Cassian’s son. Which makes him the sole biological heir to the Virell family.” Aurelia’s hand tightened around Lucian’s shoulder.

She Is Ready To Use Him On the other side, when Suzan was about to leave the club, she turned her head and took a look, and was surprised to find Ice Wolf sitting in the C seat. Red International was a well-known multinational consortium. It not only had amazing industries abroad, but also had a decisive social status at home. Once, her late Luna told her that the Blood Red Pack had two heirs. Alpha Red was the eldest heir and was now the Alpha of the pack and also the CEO of a domestic group company.

she asks suspiciously as she places her ass on my desk. "Not in this life, for sure," I joke. I look up at her. "I have no interest in drama in my life. I'm single and happy and will stay that way for the next few years. No plans for change," I assure her. "Help me with this. I'm supposed to be at his office in a few minutes but his name totally escaped me. Can you update me, please?" Her eyes sparkle again. "Ralph del Conselho, eldest heir to the Conselho clan. His family origins are in Canada, but no one knows more about that. They are rich as hell with several branches of the company worldwide," she lists. "This guy doesn't have to work. He just keeps himself busy with us. Not that I'm c

Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “What truth?” As if answering him… Eleanor spoke again. “There are not one…” She paused. “…but two rightful heirs.” Silence. Everyone stared. Victor closed his eyes. He already knew. Eleanor took a deep breath. “If one heir claims the Consortium alone…” “…the succession is invalid.” Aurora’s heart nearly stopped. “What does that mean?” Victor answered quietly. “It means you cannot inherit by yourself.” The realization spread across the room. Slowly.

"The Southern Alphas do not recognize this 'Consort.' They see a girl who has been manipulated by a rogue. My Alphas demand that the Queen set aside this rebel and accept a proper suitor from the Great Southern Houses to ensure a 'pure' bloodline." Félix let out a short, sharp laugh—a sound that was pure, dangerous rebellion. "Pure? You mean a puppet. You want a King you can control so you can treat the North like your personal hunting ground." He stepped toward Julian, his emerald aura flaring until it was a blinding shield. "I am the First Consort. I am the Mate of the White Queen. And I am the father of the heirs of this mountain. If your Alphas want to 'set me aside,' tell them to come a

"From the very beginning, the heir was the one in Stella's belly!" "This was just an unacknowledged bastard, a creature no one wanted. Why should he have been born?" "So he could live his life branded as a 'mutt'?" I was a walking corpse, shuffling toward the future Don, leaving a trail of scarlet on the floor. Each step left a bloody footprint, a gruesome trail of what we had lost. I stopped right in front of him and asked, my voice devoid of emotion. "Tell me, who was ever looking forward to the birth of the true Gallo heir?"

“You think you’re the only one who has to deal with this? This isn’t some dream come true. It’s a nightmare.” I stepped forward, leaning in close, lowering my voice even further, knowing I was pushing her to the edge. “You’re not going to trap me with a kid. I won’t let you. If you want this to end, you’ll take them.” Her breathing hitched, but she didn’t back down. “No,” she whispered, voice cracking with defiance. “I won’t do it. I want this baby, Nicole. I want us to be a family.” I sneered at her words. Family? This wasn’t a family. This was a prison.

The butler looked at him. "Mr. President, the consortium leaders and old families headed by the Scotts, the Torreses, the Ramirezes, and the Mitchells have just sent word. They say they have an extremely important matter to discuss with you via video conference." "So suddenly?" Benjamin was stunned. He turned to Reginald. "You're the most powerful consortium leader in the entire PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE. They made a move like this without informing you first?" Back when they had wanted to deal with Heloise, the consortium leaders had unanimously gone to the Presidential Office demanding answers.