The Heir And The Spare Novels & Stories

The sound sliced through the bar so sharply every bottle behind the counter cracked. Damien drove it backward toward the broken window, half-shifted and bleeding, fury carved into every line of his body. The creature’s silver eyes found mine one last time. Its mouth split into a smile. Not defeated. Satisfied. Then it spoke out loud. The words scraped through every person in the room. “The heir bleeds for humans.” Silence fell. Corey stared up at me. Maggie’s hand was still over mine. Damien stopped moving. The creature laughed once.

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

"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.

Heir. Fear moved through me then in a different shape than before. Not abstract. Not philosophical. Immediate. If Tobias Viremont still lived, then I was not some nameless stranger who might pass through the Outlands unnoticed. I was his offspring. His heir. The child my mother took from him and carried back across the barrier. A stolen claim. A missing bloodline. Something more dangerous than I had ever imagined myself becoming.

¶ I read it again. And again. Then I opened the second link. By Pack Insider. ¶ The word around the upper circle is that a certain heir's new "mate" is a former bartender from the lower districts with no status and no business being anywhere near a founding bloodline. "She showed up out of nowhere with a child that happens to look exactly like him‚" says one source close to the situation. "You do the math." The heir's former fiancée‚ a prominent figure in eastern trade‚ is reportedly devastated but maintaining her dignity. Unlike some people.¶

Grandpa laughed, spreading his arm. “Asher dear, come to Grandpa.” Asher giggled, running downstairs and hugging Grandpa. “You look older in the picture, Grandpa. Look at you, so young and handsome.” “Really? You are so sweet, Asher.” “Grandpa, that isn't right. How can you decide who the next heir is when Matilda is pregnant too? Can't you at least wait till she gives birth?” Grandpa raised a brow. “Is that even necessary? Asher is the first son so I see no reason why he shouldn't be the heir.”

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.

Theodor, a 29-year-old man, is the first grandson of Gilbert Jansen Burg, the owner of Burg Corporation, and has been named the company's heir. That doesn't necessarily make Theodor big-headed or dependent on his family. Theodor felt he was carrying a Very Heavy mandate, so he always wanted to feel perfect at every opportunity. Theodor was such a genius that his grandfather felt. He had made no mistake in choosing the heir to his fortune. "My grandson, you're finally home. How was the company today?" "Yes, as usual. Very busy." Theodor said. "Good, good. You're a child genius." Gilbert complimented.

"Oh, for that matter, you don't need to worry, even though my husband's whereabouts are unknown right now, but he has a legal heir to lead and replace his position in times of urgency like this," Mrs. Sandra said confidently. "Wow, really? You mean a child? I just found out that Madame has a child. When did you conceive? Hahaa..." asked the man named Calvin with a mocking laugh. Meanwhile, Mr. Billy and Benny looked at each other and frowned together, because, as far as they knew, Sandra had never had a child, even though she was adopted. Indra also looked a little upset; she didn't know this at all.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.