The Heirs Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Why are you planning to take up a business course? You like cooking more, right?" That's when she hears him sigh, putting down the book and darted his eyes at her. The look on his face is kinda dull, it's like he is asking her why ask something that has a simple answer? "No matter what I do or where I go, I'm still the Maledict heir. There's just no escaping that part, Hayley. You are an heiress too, aren't you?"

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION The characters, settings, and ideas in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance is only a coincidence. THE HEIRESS: (Book 1: HER SECRET MISSION) ©plume alter (Ricki Ryce) Published on Goodnovel (2020). THE ORDEAL ∞≠∞ Tiffany was determined to join the brotherhood.

Frowning, I took a look and flipped it. Witches entroute, history and cure. It was written on the first page of the book There on the fifth page was the cure. “The cursed mates thou by the witches Thee mates mating will be the cure” it read. My frown deepened as I carried on the next part. “The next thou heir will take away the curse However there life will be in danger Protect the heir” My eyes widened. Whose heir? Will it be mine? Or that man whom I saw in the future?

The monstrous cruelty of it stole my breath. "He’s suffocating us," I breathed, the horror dawning fully. "He freezes everything, paralyzes the company, makes it impossible for you to function… and in three days, when the Heir Clause activates, there’s nothing left to inherit but ashes and debt. He walks in as the ‘savior’." The sheer, diabolical elegance of Alister’s plan was horrifying.

Celine closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of her home—the gentle noise of her family and the calm feeling of love that had lasted through everything and was still strong. For the first time, she didn't worry about what tomorrow would bring. Because today was enough. And in the quiet moments between laughter and happiness, they found what they had always wanted—not perfection, but lasting love. THE END....... *************************** BOOK TWO: "THE REID TRIOLOGY" Follows Caesar's story "CAGED BY THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR" but it is only on NOVELLAIR ( please check it out if you are into dark romance) THANKS FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT

Thanks everyone for reading my book… The book will be coming to an end soon but I hope everyone has enjoyed reading the book so far… The next book will be call Revenge of the Billionaire Heiress… Please d******d the new book… The book will be about Jae getting her revenge on those that have wronged her… This has been a long journey but I am glad you guys have made it to the end… This was my first book and I thank you all for making it a success…

The room stayed quiet while the High Priestess wiped years of dust away from the carved underside, revealing more of the inscription beneath. “Read it,” I said. She studied the ancient script for a long moment before finally speaking. “When two heirs awaken, the forgotten oath shall rise.” The words changed the air in that room completely. My first reaction wasn’t excitement. It was concern. I thought immediately of my children. ----- “Why does it call them heirs?” I asked. “No succession has been decided.”

“If this Inheritance Clause traces to both families, Blackwood through Victor’s funding and Hartman through Margaret’s mergers…then everything we built sits on their unfinished war.” “Which means the Alliance was doomed from its foundation,” I said quietly. Evelyn - Executive Floor By afternoon, the sky over London carried the flat tone of gathering rain again…the colour of consequence. Luca handed me the printed summary Damien compiled, each page heavier than paper should feel. His wound still forced him to favour one side, yet he stood as firm as ever. “I hope you’re sitting down before reading that,” he said. “I learned to read bad news standing,” I replied. “It keeps me from collapsing.”

“Only the child of the royal family of the sunken kingdom could be the next heir, but they are dead. Even their people are nowhere to be found.” “Then, what would happen to the book?” “The book only lists what happened, and only shows what will happen to the heir.” It was an assurance that the book won’t be used badly, but also it’s still dangerous, for it will write down everything that is happening around the world. Every existence. “After they died, history was forcefully changed. The deaths of people who had suffered were changed, and I could only sit by and wait for the heir to appear and take the book back from the traitor.”

“He used to talk about you like you were magic. Said he was waiting to find you. That he'd seen your face in dreams. He worked with Selena. They planned to get you out together. He said… You were everything.” My throat closed.= I flipped the book open. Page after page, filled with my face—sketches, charcoal outlines, water-stained smears. My hair, my mouth, my eyes. One word kept repeating under every drawing in a childlike scrawl: The Heir. Heir of what? I turned more pages, the English shaky and broken. Ancient symbols and names I didn’t recognize. A bloodline. A clan. Kitusiko. Another page. A rough sketch of a birthmark.