The Heir And Spare Novels & Stories

But at the same time, I become wary about the future. My father just said I was the heir to this family. But I do not know anything about the underground world. Also, I’ve almost died twice now. The necklace. I left it back in the other house. If I’m allowed to pack my clothes. I’ll keep that necklace and ask what is it really about. I don’t think it’s just a normal necklace that Hannah wore.

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.

She stood up and the three supported her on the sofa. Lia lifted the hem of her dress. She was wearing cycling shorts so she lifted her dress up to her stomach. "Honeyss, meet My Ex-Husband's Heir." Lia introduced her unborn baby to her best friends. "Oh, so cute..." the three said at the same time when they saw Lia's bulging stomach. Together, they caressed her belly very sweetly. And then they introduce each other to Lia's baby. *** Lia's taste immediately got worse when she saw Ethan in the parking area of the Malditah Building.

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.

5 billion dollar contract he has his eyes set on. Raising his glass, Mr. Hallow laughed, gazing at his son, and said, "Of course! The Hallow and the Riders are going to become a household name not only locally, but internationally. Now that your daughter is joining our family, we will make sure to take good care of her."

“The Virell name does not attract small enemies.” Seraphina swallowed. “I didn’t ask for this.” “No one ever does.” Helena folded her hands. “But now that you’re here, survival depends on understanding your position.” “And what position is that?” Seraphina asked quietly. Helena’s gaze sharpened. “You are no longer invisible.” The words sank deep. “You are carrying the heir to an empire built over generations. That child represents continuity, power, and influence.” “I just want a healthy baby,” Seraphina whispered.

"But you're a bit late. I’ve already sold the LeClair-Thorne Empire to the Grand Auditor... and the first thing I’m liquidating is the Parents." She leveled the rifle at Julian’s head. "Simulation or not," the White-Haired Hope sneered, looking at her rose-quartz sister. "There’s only room for one Heir in this Ledger. And I don't share my Interest."

With all his assets frozen and buried under a mountain of crushing debt, he was driven to insanity. Without me even having to lift a finger, my bodyguards immediately stepped forward to pin Edward flat against the ground. He struggled violently and glared at me with a twisted, monstrous expression. "What gives you the right to act so high and mighty? I was the one raised as the heir to the Duncan family, while you're just some unwanted nobody that your own parents didn't even want! What right do you have to steal Clara, and why do you get to stand here?" Staring down at him, I suddenly found the spectacle pointless. "You're pathetic, Edward."

"That's enough. The support agreement is already signed. Just carry the child and give birth." Mandy stared at her, stunned. Nora had always hated her, and now she was accepting this? "And after that?" "If you don't want the child, give him to us," Nora said evenly. "I've thought it through. The Strouds need an heir." She glanced at Quinton. "The situation might be awkward, but we'll say he's our grandson. No one will know." Quinton nodded quickly. "Right, a grandson. Same thing." Mandy thought it over, her mood lifting again. As long as the child wouldn't tie her down later, she could still get paid.

He wasn't paying attention but he knew that the ladies from the noble family were being called out. He had seen a few of them before he left for his trip, he believed Caspian the Crown Prince would have a lovely time with them but unfortunately Caspian cared little about looks, especially when it came to women. In fact, the Prince didn't care for women as much as a young hot blooded male should. "And finally, Lady Larissa of House Whitby." House Whitby?!!! Rowan thought as he turned sharply towards the stairs. Silver Falcon has a daughter?