The Heir Season 1 Novels & Stories

Kael remained stoic, but his grip on his glass tightened until his knuckles turned white. "Over the next six months," Robert announced, his voice ringing with authority. "You three will compete. You will be given projects, responsibilities, and challenges. I will be watching. I will be judging. And at the end of those six months... one of you will be named the Heir." The room erupted into chaos. Cameras flashed. Reporters scrambled. But Riley couldn't hear anything. She looked at Bella, whose face had turned a dangerous shade of red with rage and excitement. Then she looked at Kael.

'But he does know that you've made a will leaving everything to him, all the shares in the bank? David shook his head again. 'Snd after what you've just told me, I am having second thoughts. I need an Heir to carry on after me at the bank and you need a father for your baby. The child will have my blood in his veins afterall, it seems a perfect solution to both our problems, don't you agree? So, Sharon, will you marry me?' She almost thought for a moment that she hadn't heard him correctly and she didn't answer, just looked at him blankly.

One of her hands goes up to lift her sunglasses, “Damian Graham it's unlike you to ignore my calls, is it what that poor orphan has done to you, how can—” I cut her off, dropping the pen onto one of the files before pulling my sleeves into my elbows, I signed deeply “ I’m always busy mum” I responded, my voice sounding low and almost inaudible, she rolls her eyes “ You are wasting time son, all I'm asking is for an heir for us to secure the empire if the womb of that wife of yours, can't carry a son then you have no other option than to impregnate another” she stood up and cleared her voice, and said “ Think about it, I can't watch what I have so worked hard for go down the drain” she turns

He decided that He will go to the accounts department to pay the fees & run back before 2nd class starts. “Hey loser, where are you running away?” A voice came from behind. Michael looked towards that direction. It was Andria Nilson, one of the rich & arrogant girls of the class.She was very beautiful with a good figure & long slender legs. Her face was so cute that one can’t get angry on her even if they want. She was a perfect combination of cuteness & boldness. But as a Rich Dad’s daughter, she had that egoistic nature. “He must be leaving the class. We all know that he can’t afford the fees.” one student said.

Victor sighed, “Aria, you are a Valen, Sebastian’s only heir; it doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not. You have to take your father’s place to save the company. The weight of his words pressed down on my chest. “So what happens when I take over? Surely, that’s not the only thing that’s going to save the company. Fifteen percent is a big loss.” Victor let out a wry smile. “Smart girl. You are truly your father’s daughter.” He smiled proudly. I frowned, waiting for his response.

"Thank God you were so pigheaded. Otherwise, I might've actually married you—a fraud. "Now, even if you got down on your knees and begged me to marry you, I wouldn't be interested. The man I'm marrying is Arthur. He's the real heir to the Harrison family. As for you—" She looked me up and down, her eyes filled with contempt. "No matter how capable you think you are, you're still getting thrown out." My mom let out a cold snort. "Look at you now. If you'd just listened to us from the start, you wouldn't have ended up with everyone turning against you."

Afterwards, he returned to the crowd, looking at me proudly. Father extended his hand to me, and I took it. "It took a long time to introduce her, but now is the perfect time for me to introduce Vanessa Hector as the heiress of the Hector family." After that, all I heard was the clapping of the guests. Some of them started talking to the people near them with happy looks on their faces, but most of them were quite surprised. "I didn't expect this party to be an opportunity to introduce Lord Jordan's heir." One of the conversations I heard from the front of the podium made me smile awkwardly.

"Um, well, later I'll think about the things that will complicate the decisions I've made. Only when I'm at that point will I think about what I should do. Also, as a mother, I have a big right to my daughter if ever he complains and demands custody of our daughter. I will fight for my rights." "But... sister Lia, I surely miss Princess Khianna so badly. She's our only baby at home. Sister Lia, you can go back alone but please leave her here alone. I promise to take good care of her. Just visit her regularly here in Canada." Alpha said and begged because it's true that Khianna is the only one who gives comfort and energy to their house. "That's impossible to happen little sis. Princess can't

She looked like a younger version of Adelaide, but her hair was a shocking, brilliant red—the color of the Vance family’s original fire. "Our aunt," Selene breathed, falling to her knees. "The one who refused the first Audit. They didn't kill her. They archived her." "She’s the Custodian," a voice echoed through the chamber. I spun around. The Shadow Heir wasn't there in the flesh, but his holographic presence was projected onto the frost-covered walls, his violet eyes larger and more terrifying than ever. "You are early, Mother," the Heir said, his voice sounding like the wind through the pines. "The Sovereign is currently being processed at the base of this mountain. He is... remarkably st

Mr Pierre was talking to someone behind the door, his voice loud. Curious, I carefully strolled closer to the door, standing beside it. “You will do exactly as I have ordered you," Mr Pierre said, his tone sharp and firm. It was an order—one that left no room for argument. “I will not," the second voice said, deep and firm. It was unmistakably Conrad's voice. “Tristan is old and wise enough to help himself out. Why should I always clean up his mess or help him?” "You don't have a choice. He is the heir of the Pierre family. You should do your work as the second son. You are born to serve your brother.”