The Heiress They Couldn't Break Novels & Stories

"I haven't, why not tell me about it…" Imelda hissed out so loud glaring at the woman she ever regrets having a a mother. "The Zoren's family are inviting everyone to the welcome back ceremony of their Heiress…" she announced. Candi got on her feet forcefully, her eyes widened in great shock. "That must not be true, it can't happen… who the heck is the fucking heiress?" She screamed. Imelda let out a mocking smile. "Screaming won't solve the matter. The worst part of it, is that the Heiress is my maid…"

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

I'm an Alpha, an heiress, and a well-brought-up lady. "A heiress indeed. A heiress without a land or pack. And - if you are well brought up as you claimed, how come you rushed at my manhood the moment you had the chance?" "I don't have a choice. " "Nobody put knives to your throat." "Yes, but things were more complicated than they appeared to you."

He bought her to keep her close, yes. But not close enough to matter. And yet… when he touched her, when he whispered her name in the dark, she could still feel the ghost of the man she once married. Caliste blinked back tears she refused to cry. What would crying change? She pulled the shawl tighter. No one knew she was here. No one knew that the once-envied heiress, the former Mrs. Velmore, now shared a penthouse with the man who broke her heart and bought her soul.

Then, the light dimmed… The keys ejected themselves from the hole… Then they dropped tp the floor— The mountain went still, before things returned to as it was… That was when a loud and thunderous voice spoke— "Three Keys acknowledged." I froze…this was it. It was happening— "Heir absent." The words hit me like a physical blow. "Access denied." "No..." I took a step backward, then another. My heart hammered against my ribs. "No, that can't—" No, no, no. This can’t be happening! It can’t be!! Heir absent?! NO!! The truth hit me like a physical blow then— The keys were never enough. The Sanctuary required the Moon Blood itself…it required its heir and that was Ellia.

It was the first time they had a glimpse of the charming and sweet princess of the Wright empire resembled her brothers' cold fierceness. "We are overly concerned with trivialities. That's bad bad bad" Like a child, Lissie Wright waves her index in the air while facing Shella. Displeased by the spectacle the latter created. Shella stiffens and pales while anxiously gaping at the heiress. Even her staff was dumbfounded. "Have a great day ahead, everyone" after the tense moment. Lissie Wright announces with a smile for everyone. Vague murmurs of greetings resonated from the crowd. Some are still too stunned to respond after their discovery of the heiress's temperament.

"I'll get your usual caramel latte with extra whip, right?" I smiled, she remembered. "Yeah." Natalie hurried off, returning minutes later with my drink and a giant blueberry muffin. "On the house," she said, plopping into the chair across from me. "Now SPILL. How does a billionaire heiress end up working a normal job and hiding her identity?" I took a sip of the latte perfect, as always before sighing. "Long story." "We've got time," Natalie said, propping her chin on her hands.

He was as still as stone and looked unaffected. We were supposed to get engaged next month. The date had been picked, the venue pre-booked, my heart ready. I had allowed myself to dream and to believe in fairy tales. But Jasper was never my prince, he was just a well-disguised fraud in designer suits and the reason he was breaking up was because he found out that I wasn't the heiress he thought I was. Cas, my sister was the real heiress and I didn’t tell him of this because I didn’t want our family issues to be out in the open but it seems someone really wanted his attention so badly and it was definitely Cas. She has always hated me and I am not surprised that she did something like this.

She scoffed, walking close as she came up to stand directly opposite me with her face inches away from mine. “Know your place bitch, don’t fucking make me put you in your place. And just Incase you’ve forgotten where your place, you’re the forgotten daughter. The discarded one, the rejected heiress.” She smirked at the conclusion of her words before she began to back away, and slowly turned her steps around to exit the room. She’s not a priority for me to handle right now. I whirled back around to lower myself beside my bedridden father. I took his hand in mine as I shook it violently. “You better not die on me. You better not! Because I’m back, so you better keep fighting!” Tears threatened

They didn’t answer. Just grabbed my arms and yanked me forward. “Where are you taking me?” Still silence. Then, as we reached the stairs leading to the inner sanctum of the packhouse, I heard it. “—was found under her bed,” someone shouted. “How could she—?!” Elder Mira’s voice cracked like thunder. “This cannot be coincidence. The Moon Goddess’s staff was stolen! The ritual broken! And this morning—conveniently—it is discovered hidden in the prisoner’s quarters?”