The Heiress Novel Novels & Stories

"I suspect that you're just baiting us. Why can't you talk about this? Is it about Giselle or the heiress?" "I'm guessing that Giselle is the real long-lost heiress. I'm basing this off the years I've spent reading novels." "You and I have the same interests! That's always how it goes in novels." "If Giselle really is the heiress of an elite family, then she's the ultimate winner in life! I can't even begin to describe how jealous I am!" "Exactly! A prestigious family background, outstanding looks, a successful career, and a lover from another elite family? Those are the usual setups for main characters in novels! I didn't think that they existed in the real world either! Wow, I'm dying from

And now… The richest and most powerful heiress in the world… Had become the most hunted woman alive.

"Family scandal, probably. Secret affairs, illegitimate children, cover-ups. Rich families are experts at hiding inconvenient truths." The twins had abandoned their ship-watching to listen to our conversation. "What's an heiress?" Ethan asked. "It's like a princess," Alexander said confidently. "Not exactly," I corrected gently. "An heiress is a woman who inherits a lot of money or property from her family." "Like if you died and left us all your money?" Alexander asked with typical four-year-old directness. "Hopefully that won't happen for a very long time," Thomas said quickly. "But yes, that's the general idea," I confirmed.

To add, Alise doesn’t know her way around this mansion. Alise decided to act mature and just deal with it. She had to remember they saved her from danger. If Joshua didn’t save her, Alise would have been dead. But because of that, she didn’t understand why they didn’t save her grandmother. After all, she still is part of the Ambroise Family. Alise crawled out of the blanket and stepped out of the room. Randy flashed her a smile, knowing it was a pain to listen to others. On the other hand, Alise was distracted by her surroundings. The interior is stunning. It is not what she expected.

From a distance, she looked like exactly what she was supposed to be: a poised billionaire heiress, draped in silk, her dark hair swept into an elegant twist. Up close, the illusion fractured. Her shoulders were tight. Her smile—when she offered it—was carefully rationed. And every few minutes, her gaze flicked instinctively toward the raised dais at the center of the room, where her stepmother presided like a queen over court. Margaux Laurent was radiant tonight. She always was. She wore crimson, the color of conquest, her blonde hair arranged perfectly, her laughter ringing loud enough to command attention. Executives clustered around her, men twice her age nodding eagerly as she gestured

It should be funny if it wasn’t so damn messed up. When I finally reach the mansion, breathing in the rich scent of the jasmine bushes my father was so fond of, I notice that there is still some light in his window. My heart skips a beat at the irrational thought that he’s home, but then I am reminded that no, he’s gone and it’s his biological daughter who’s occupying his room, the masters bedroom, because she’ll be the master of this place very soon. I have to squint, but I notice her on the balcony, the soft wind blowing her long blonde hair, and she’s staring at the clear night sky. She’s wearing some soft night gown, her perfectly defined silhouette a dark shadow against the bright light

Just by discussing amongst themselves, my fate was already sealed. No one bothered to care about any input that I had. I was a girl by myself, after all, and there was no way I could go against the nine of them. So they naturally took my coins by force. Anna pouted and sweet-talked her mother into contributing another five gold coins, allowing her to purchase the Sea Maiden's Dress. "Wow, this dress is so comfortable! It's so cool and form-fitting that it feels like it's part of my own skin!" Anna exclaimed happily.

Author's Note Welcome to my first ever book the "Sebastian's Possesion |•| PM'Series 1" or also known as "My Heiress Secretary" before. Let me start by saying, thank you for taking the time to give Audrey's and Sebastian's story a read. I hope you enjoy it.

"And why not? Works with everyone else." Her eyes went up to his and he knew she meant him. Emily didn't try to engage other men's attention. If anything, she shied away from it. No one her father brought before her tried to make her laugh or wanted much to do with her foul mouth. Being around men other than Aaron was a chore. The curse of being born heiress to the Maine empire. His attention she wanted though. So much so that when she didn't get it, she simply went looking for him and took it.

There were also three nymphs present there, two of them were on a mission to rescue their heiress, while the heiress had no intention of being rescued. Needless to say, the office of the president was witnessing something entirely new this evening. The heiress was contemplating what answer to give to her pair. He had just asked her a very natural question, he wanted to know her name. The problem that she faced was that they were not in a private room all by themselves, many eyes and many ears were observing them, wanting to analyze their every single breath. So how was the heiress supposed to answer him truthfully? knowing that if he repeated her name once he heard her saying it, she would w