The Hidden Heiress Novels & Stories

As I stepped out of the limousine,Richard guided me into the house. It was so beautiful. I never imagined myself being the daughter of a billionaire. If my parents had not “disposed” me away; I would have lived the best life I would have lived. I would not have even gotten the job of being Leonard’s Secretary or even getting married to the bastard. After this thought, I was having I had to let go of them and concentrate on what I came there to do. I came to confront the woman who had claimed to be my mother. Richard opened the door to a very large room. As he opened the door,I saw a lady in her middle age sitting in a wheelchair facing the window which could not make me look at her face.

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

“Come on, this is Evander we’re talking about. The guy’s a business genius—he’s not gonna back the losing side. Chloe stares at him like a lovesick puppy, but he’s got his eyes on ‘nobody’ Esther? Yeah, she’s not a nobody. He must know she’s the real deal.” In just a few short minutes, various media platforms sent the news skyrocketing as if on a rocket to the clouds. And just like that, the truth was out. #ForsakenDaughterTurnsOutToBeHeiressOfWorld Mogul Victor Davenier #FakeHeiressRealBossLady ***

With blood. Lydia stared at him. “What is this really? Some kind of sick club? A test? A punishment?” He hesitated—then led her to the vault again. This time, he opened a hidden panel behind the photo box. Inside was a screen. It came to life with a single touch, revealing a name she’d never seen before. The Society of the Crimson Veil. And beneath it: Ten Women. Ten Trials. One Heir. “You’re the heir?” she asked.

He is adept at identifying the weaknesses of others. Without any commotion, I inquired why you hadn't stopped him earlier. We were unsure of the location where they would strike. Locke spoke up now. "We are doing the same thing this time.". He's after my father's inheritance. The person who is unable to reveal their identity is Aria. I blinked. “Mine?”. Liana's eyes flickered with a hint of clarity. "You're the trust guardian of his estate." What followed? I sat back in complete disbelief, not knowing what to do.

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

But Tae couldn’t be fooled, not by her. “I am betrothed to Miss Kang… and we both know… that isn’t you.” Just then, the system chimed above them and, before every player: [Clue Unlocked: The Heiress Was Not Chosen by Blood.] Aria froze. Laura’s eyes widened within her room. And Willa… she ate more pastry. The system was too late. She had gotten the clue. And Door Five was certainly not about serving the heiress but discovering the true heir. And within this beautiful world, some people will kill to keep the secret buried.

Delicate, polished, enviably untouchable. “Do you remember what I told you?” I asked, stepping into the room, my arms folded across my chest. “You are Grace; from this moment forward, Leila Marrow does not exist to you. And I…” I took a deep breath and continued. “I am your stepmother.” Leila turned her gaze to me, her lips curved into that obedient smile she had mastered. “Of course, Mother. I understand everything you told me last night.” “Very well, then.” I gave her a slight nod. “When it’s time, I’ll send someone to fetch you. Stay in this room until then. No unexpected movements.''

I thought about scrambling away in his confusion but I was far too curious of my supposed future to run. “After the war,” he started. “A prophecy arose. It told of the heir to Queen Victoria Luna’s throne. She was to be the dawn of an new era of wolf. Wolves that were unrestrained and had full control over themselves. The prophecy also spoke of her mate. He was a strong, High Alpha with the ability to siphon the heir’s power for himself.” He grinned down at me and I felt my heart stutter. It was entirely unfriendly. “There are only five High Alpha packs. Thus, only five High Alpha heirs for the princess to chose from,” he paused and his grin grew wider. “I am one of them.”