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Interesting. (Kael’s POV) Finally. A contradiction. I looked sharply toward the First Heir. “What do you mean?” She looked at me for a long moment. Then finally— “The heirs were never the sickness.” Cold spread through the chamber. The creature went completely still. (Adrian’s POV) Oh no. She’s going to say it. (Aria’s POV) The First Heir looked directly into my eyes. Pain filled her expression. “They made us into prisons.” My breath caught.

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

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

answered Blake, who kept his eyes straight, looking at the wall across where he stood. Then, at least look at her when saying those words. Alise was about to cry, and she didn’t want any of them to see her. Alise didn’t want them to think she was ungrateful and such. But none of them thought of her that way. They knew she was just lost. “Then what am I supposed to do now?” Her voice wavered. “To ensure your protection, we’ll announce that the family’s heir is back. These seven boys have been trained for years and dedicated their lives to you. You’ll be attending Prestigious Academy. There, you will learn various things.”

Blake’s internal security alarm screamed, red and insistent. Julian found the etched message on the pump house window, the raw diamond glittering on the glass. He read the line, his face hardening from shock into pure, devastating comprehension. THE HEIR IS SECURED. He looked at the dusty choker—the expensive velvet, the missing diamond. The pieces clicked into place with brutal clarity: the lie of the illness, the strange digital skills, the sudden rush. Evelyn wasn't his fragile wife; she was the architect of his defeat.

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It was hard for him to digest, his father was under the impression that Craenia had made a political deal with Asmax keeping ulterior motives, and yet he had agreed to it, handing it to him on a silver platter, and sending one of his messengers among the crew with exact orders to deliver the letter only once he knew everyone in the family, as if he wanted him to judge for himself before he knew anything else. "Michelle."suddenly said Cedric, Axe turned to see him with a frown. "What." "Michelle Noir, she was your father's sister and the omega of the former heir,"he blurted out quickly, pursing his lips smacking his fingers."What was her name?." Axe turned fully towards him and walked over. "

BLURB For three years, Seraphina gave everything she had to a man who never saw her clearly. She cooked, she endured, she stayed quiet through every insult his family threw at her, and she secretly kept his failing business alive from the shadows, without him ever knowing it was her. Then his first love walked back through the door, and Seraphina disappeared. She walked out as his invisible wife and came back as Seraphina Vaughn, the hidden heiress of the most powerful family in the country. The woman two dangerous older brothers would tear the world apart for, the woman every powerful man in the city now wants standing beside him. Damian thought she would come back within a week; bu

She waited. She waited until the morning sickness hit three weeks later. She waited until the realization settled in her gut, heavier than the "properly folded" laundry in her arms. A half-blood heir. The Council wouldn't just be angry; they would be lethal. They would take the baby, and they would break Alec to do it. She looked at his note one last time before burning it in the kitchen grate. She knew that if he came home and saw her—if he felt the new, flickering life inside her—he would never let her go. He would fight a war he couldn't win, and he would lose everything.