The Heir Season 1 Novels & Stories

I looked at Damien Chen properly for the first time since walking into the room and found him already looking at me with an expression that was completely calm and completely unreadable, the same calmness he'd had standing in the rain with an umbrella, like a man who was very rarely surprised by anything. My father cleared his throat. "The agreement," he said, "stipulates that Mr. Chen will marry the eldest Harrington daughter. We had naturally assumed—" "I want to marry you, Celeste." Damien said it without doubt in his eyes, like he had already made up his mind on what he wanted. I stood up abruptly. The chair scraped back behind me and I was on my feet within seconds, my hands finding the

It makes him sourer and unpredictable. However it was known across the prestigiously titled families we were participating in this year's Season. I assume in part to my mothers gossiping chatter and now only two months away. Edmund perhaps feels I am tricking him into the long winter stay, his hopes were to announce his heirs impending arrival.

Heir was currently the leading producer of jewelries. After many years in the business field, Luis Clerk wasn't the type to accept defeat, Clerks used to be in the top until right years ago when Noah took over Heirs and managed to push Clerks to the bottom. Receiving a no from his son after publicly announcing his intentions to make Noah the heir of Clerks forced him to threaten him. He believed he was the right person to manage Clerks but Noah had a different plan which didn't include Clerks! But Luis was willing to do anything to make Noah take responsibility for Clerks because with him, he trusted Clerks would do better.

"My lady? Who was it? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," I muttered, sinking into a chair. "A brother. Elias. Claims he's the hidden heir from the ledger." Her eyes widened, and she crossed herself quickly. "Lord preserve us. If that's true, the will... everything changes." The will. Father's last testament, the one that had named me sole heir provided I upheld the family traditions—marry into an approved alliance by my twenty-fifth birthday, bind the bloodline against the curse. But with a hidden heir surfacing, and Ma Felicia already scheming to insert Serena as the rightful claimant... it was a powder keg. I glanced at my phone—more messages pouring in from the suitors, from Nic

Before Her Heir. Sienna’s breath caught. “Her Heir,” she whispered. Harvey’s face paled. “No. No, Sienna, you don’t understand. It’s not just about the bloodline. It’s what you’re meant to do with it. You’re not just the heir... you are the one who will either break the curse or become its next victim.” Sienna looked at the journal again, her heart racing. The final words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain: Her Heir. Her destiny had just been laid bare before her, and she had no idea how to stop the storm that was about to break.

Hailey, his half-sister chimed in, "and not only that but also an estate in Santorini." For a very long time, the half-siblings have been sworn enemies especially since the throning of He ctor as heir of the company. Although, with a year gap between each one of them, the rightful heir was meant to be Jaden, her brother and a senior to Hector. But for some reason best known to their father, Hector was assigned the position instead. And for as long as the reason remained, Hector would continue to be Heir and CEO of the company. "Are you saying I don't have the right to own homes or a yatch if I wanted to? I am a CEO, Hailey," he sneered stressing on the title, "CEO of this company."

Next slide. Unified Heir Training Program “At age fourteen…” I continued, “…all heirs will spend their summers at the Asher estate.” Murmurs again. “They will learn the business.” “Understand operations.” “Build relationships across branches.” I paused. “No heir will grow up isolated.” That line hit. Hard. “No heir will grow up unaware.” Another. “And no heir will grow up unprepared.” Silence. Because they understood. What I was really saying. No more weak heirs.

Alessa asked as she bit her lip. “Okay. First thing you should know is, Bryan is the head of the family now and he has everything in his name and not yours. Do you want to know the craziest part? Aiden isn't the heir, it's Aria. Aria is the heir to the Hart’s fortune while Aiden is the heir to mine.” Alessa explained and his eyes widened in shock.

The notary's finger hovered above the keyboard for a moment. "Mrs. Fuzio." He adjusted his glasses, not daring to look straight at me. "The heir next in line needs to be present to confirm his intentions." I was confused. Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents passed away ten years ago. We were married for 20 years with no children. "What did you say?" Before the notary could reply, the doors opened. When the boy walked in, I didn't even react. That was, until I saw his face.

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.”