The Heir Book Novels & Stories

He frowned, “watch your tone.” “I asked you a question, Lucas. Don't mess with me.” I replied, with anger burning within me. “Why shouldn't I mess with you? Who are you? You're nothing but a pathetic heiress with nothing in her bank account. No money, no assets. Nothing.” “My child is in Kate. You can't do this to me!” I wailed, “God, you're quite slow.” I blinked.

Its crystal eyes flashed white, and a voice like grinding rocks filled her head: “Heir.” The word hit her like a shock. Liora screamed, falling to her knees. The journal burned her hands. The firelight twisted around her and the statues’ voices kept saying in her head, over and over, until it hurt: “Heir. Heir. Heir.” “Stop it!” Ash yelled, hitting a statue with his poker. It sparked, but the statue didn’t move, like he hit a mountain. Kael’s knife scratched a statue, but the blade broke. The statue didn’t even notice.

ZANA’S POV I sat with that for a moment. Then I closed the book and handed it back to Rhea. I reached down, pulled my sock back up, put my boot on, and laced it. I did all of this slowly and without looking up, because I needed something to do with my hands while I thought of what she just said. Last surviving heir. Last surviving heir?! What was this? A movie? A YA fantasy? "There's an explanation for this," I said. "One that doesn't involve any of that." I nodded at the book. "There's a logical explanation that I just don't have yet."

He had landed himself in trouble! This was a disaster! Rachel’s next sentence made Chester even more flustered. “Philip Clarke is the heir to the main Clarke family. The one you kidnapped is the youngest princess of the main Clarke family.” Thump! In a flash, Chester staggered and almost lost his balance. How could this be…

The cool satisfaction of a man who believes everything is proceeding exactly as planned. I raised my glass in return, my smile flawless. I hope you can still smile like this, Dominic. Three days from now. When your heir is gone— and you finally understand what it cost you to underestimate me.

“The Frostman family stands for honor and loyalty. Your ancestors fought for this country….and you spend your days causing trouble? How will you face them?” She stuffed another chestnut into her mouth, covering her ears dramatically. “You’re still unmarried at your age. Three forms of unfilial behavior …the worst is having no heirs. How will you face your ancestors?” He nearly choked from anger. “That’s not the same thing!” She stepped closer, whip in hand, tapping it lightly against him before lifting his chin. Her smile turned sly….mischievous, dangerous. “Doctor Quinn… How about this? I’ll marry you. Once I do, I’ll listen to everything you say. You want me to be obedient? Done. That way…

Athena slightly bowed. A smug smile appeared on Diana’s face as she continued, “Good. But I must confess, in all my many years, I have never seen or heard of a wolfless, Alpha heir.” She mockingly laughed. “Well, all that has changed, Athena. As member of our family, I wanted to make it clear: your priority is to produce an heir. The sooner, the better. It's crucial for the pack's future and our legacy. Do you both understand?” She exchanged glances with both of them.

Is it really him? When I lifted my gaze to him, I was not mistaken. He's here. He's right in front of me. It seems that he didn't expect to see me now because surprise was also evident on his face. I should leave him alone. He's the heir of the Messina Corporation, after all. I should avoid him because his family is the reason why Carleigh is no longer with us. He moved first between the two of us. He was about to grab me when I found the courage to step back.

Bryan blurted out, “Why do you think I could even remember how she smelled? We didn’t have any closer interactions than shaking hands and social small talk,” “I’m sorry if you feel offended. Alright, difficult to describe over the phone. Let’s meet after you come back. Have a good vacation!” Bryan sighed after he hung up the call. Both as the heirs of a family business, Vincent had a tougher life to get what he deserved as the heir than him, of course with a higher wealth level too. As the sole heir of S&T group, he had a happy family and did not take much to get control of the law firm business. Vincent, on the other hand, was the “forgotten son” for years wandering in the UK, with a depres

"She said… she said the ritual starts at midnight. That they'd crown the Heir of Ash." Cassian's motion halts. "I know that name," he whispers. "It was carved in my cell. Repeatedly." "The Heir is your kid," Pandora informs him. "Born of stolen DNA and alchemy. Ophelia wants a weapon, Raine. One that bears both your bloodlines and none of your will." I turn to Malik. "Where would she take the child?" He hesitates. "Only one place has that kind of security and secrecy."