The Emerald Heiress Novels & Stories

Sapphire was just a useless piece of trash who wanted a better life only for herself. He was going to make everything go back to their original place. That was sure. He just needs Emerald to get on her feet soon, so that he would begin his perfect plan. Emerald was the true wife. She was the real daughter-in-law of the Preston family. Sapphire… was just a replacement. “Dear, Sapphire got married to…” “Shut up!” He cut her short immediately. “What are you saying, mum?” Emerald asked. “If you say anything there, I am going to skin you alive.”

On the other: Emerald Hugo, storming into the auction in her emerald silk dress, with the Hope Jewel necklace in one hand and a diamond-crusted clutch in the other. And beneath the photos, the caption: “From abandoned wife to empire queen: Vanessa resurfaces as Emerald Hugo, CEO of Imperial Holdings. Oh, and she has a son. 👀” My heart stopped. My hands went clammy. I clicked the article attached. Five years after a quiet divorce from heir Michael Michaelson, Vanessa Michaelson has reemerged on the global stage under a new identity: Emerald Hugo, the adopted heiress of the Hugo Dynasty and acting CEO of Imperial Holdings—the very company currently outpacing M&M company in luxury investments.

“I didn’t realize it would bring shame. For that, I apologize.” “ I’ve never even spoken to you! I didn’t even know you exist!”Alana’s voice cracked, her knees were giving out. Her strength slowly fading away from the shit that was unfolding. A second man behind him stepped forward and opened a polished wooden box. Inside was a rattle. Silver , Inlaid with what looked like small aquamarines. “A gift,” Thorne said. “My child will have a place of honor in Glimmering Hollow.” Alana’s knees buckled slightly as her body swayed. She caught herself, blinking rapidly. “None of this happened. They’re making it up. I swear to the moon, they’re lying!”

I need to make a plan. What do I do now Emerald? I reach out to her. She whimpers. She’s been pretty sulky ever since I rejected Wesley. She replies by flashing me the image of those kind brown eyes again. Those aren’t Wesley’s eyes? I guess I’ll find out in about a week when Emerald can help me see. Ash’s POV

"Aunt Emerald, this is Nyla. Doesn't she look just like you?" Emerald and Nyla's eyes met, neither speaking for several long moments. After what felt like an eternity, Emerald raised her chin slightly. "Sit down." Her tone was devoid of any warmth. As Nyla looked at the woman in front of her, she found it impossible to reconcile this commanding figure with the gentle, loving mother she remembered from childhood. She sat across from Emerald and spoke directly. "I've heard from Alexander that you want me to go to Meristate." Emerald nodded, her gaze sharp and appraising. "If you come with me, I'll let you inherit the Nixon fortune. You'll have wealth beyond measure and the ability to obtain an

"You looted them, left them with nothing to survive... They were living life worse than beggers." Her chest moved with deep breathing. "I don't remember." She closed her eyes and tilted her head back when his lips rested on her neck. She was locked with his body. "You remember, Emerald because you have looted two tons of gold & diamonds from them. I want to know where is it." He whispered in her ear. Emerald frowned confused she doesn't remember doing that. She has never done that as per her memory. "I don't remember doing that." She screamed when he ripped off the dress from her body and tossed it away.

Yvette jumped up from the bed, shocked and confused. I locked eyes with her, and my tone was serious. “Answer me. Can you do it?” When she reluctantly nodded, I finally let out a sigh of relief. Yvette still looked bewildered. “Queenie, what are you planning?” I recalled the layout of the study and the strange things in the cabinet in my mind. Piece by piece, the final clue to this bizarre adoption puzzle clicked into place. “I know which one of us is the real Grant heiress…”

"What did you say? You dare tell me to get out? All this over thirty dollars? "I knew it—I was right about you. You're nothing but a gold-digger! The moment you realized you couldn't squeeze money out of me, your attitude changed. Is money all you see?" Justin shot me a mocking glance and spoke up at just the right moment. "Simon, how can you treat Clairebear like this? She's the young lady of the Musk family, lowering herself to be with someone like you. You should be grateful and think twice about making her angry. Don't you just want money? Fine. I'll give it to you."

Boris She should’ve been dead. Wrapped in plastic. Shipped back to her father with a note stapled to her chest: This is what happens when you cross me. But Liam wanted to play savior. Break her. Tame her. Now she’s gone—and everything we’ve built is hanging by a thread. I look out over Broader, this dusty little town that made me rich. Not from oil. Not from cattle. From bodies. Women. Children Inventory.

scandal was actually a "Secret Romance." They were rewriting her life again. She felt a familiar tightening in her chest. The "unwell" woman whispered, They are trapping you. They are writing the ending before you’ve even agreed to the beginning. The sliding door opened. Liam and Ethan tumbled in, smelling of wind and ocean. "Look!" Ethan shouted, holding up a piece of green glass. "Emeralds! From the dragon's hoard!" "Beautiful," Aurora said, forcing a smile. "Go wash your hands, baby. We have to leave soon."