The Lucky Heir Novel Chuck Cannon Novels & Stories

Gabriel replied, taking a bite of his steak. “Uh, the news… Bond pack. I thought you guys are sworn enemies,” Gabriel glanced at me, his eyes flashing in curiosity. “We are enemies,but we haven't made any contact in years now,” “That's bad, Gabriel. You should always be updated on your enemies moves,” Rockwell advised, smacking his lips. “Are you going to spill it out or not?” Gabriel placed both of his hands on the table. “What's up with them?” “They welcomed an heir three days back,” Lena, Rockwell's Luna, said.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

She went back at looking over the books when Jared spoke up again, probably to ease the awkwardness between them, "Did you know that Lucian loved to read the writings of Master Hunn?" Chloe whirled around to look at him again. "Master Hunter Lornn?" Jared nodded. "Yes. Master Hunn wrote about the history around General Dana's time," he explained looking up at the top shelf. He pointed at the large brown book. "Like that one." Chloe looked up and tiptoed to reach the book but she couldn't. She was ready to jump when someone hooked their arm around her waist before pulling her away. Jared's intoxicating scent came rushing through her nose and she inhaled sharply. Her heart beat faster than whe

Arthur snapped out of his shock. The mask of sweetness and obedience he'd worked so hard to maintain cracked wide open. He grabbed Claire's arm, shaking her. "Mom, this isn't real. They're lying to you—say something! Fight back! Cillian must have bribed the lab. He was afraid I'd take his place, so he faked all of this." His voice started to tremble as he spoke. "Why? I should be the Harrison heir. I should be the one...

A second later, several new messages appeared in the Vale family group. Catherine had posted first. Next month, my son Damian and Selene will hold their bond ceremony. My future daughter-in-law is carrying the Vale heir. I’m finally going to have a grandson. I looked at the message and the flood of congratulations underneath it. Then I opened the chat box, selected the fertility report, and hit send.

Eugene’s POV I scroll lazily through my phone as I sip tea in the morning. The morning is quite normal, but then suddenly I see a flashing picture and pause. "Congratulations to Nicole Armstrong on his long-deserved promotion!" The caption is bright and cheerful, almost glowing, but the picture burns. There stands my husband smiling broadly, his champagne-glass raised, surrounded by all his colleagues. At a very lavish venue, surrounded by many unfamiliar faces. And yet, I wasn't there.

A sense of relief washed over her when the guys changed the subject, one of them asked, "Boss, how did you manage to get out of prison? The old man said that no lawyer wanted to take your case. But you were able to get the Walkers to help you. How?" "I guess I am blessed," Ethan said. "I don't know if it was the Walkers, Simones, or Riders, but someone sent an assassin to kill me. He missed the target and tried to kill the only son of Lieutenant Bull, and well, let's say that somewhat saving Avan was my ticket to freedom." "Wow!" The others exclaimed, impressed. Looking at Nina, chuckling faintly at them, Mr. Hester approached her and said, "Come now, dear. I will make you something to eat."

She ordered wine and Chinese takeout, and every point of the way she kept trying to make me laugh, which I did eventually. When she finally went to bed, I sat on her couch and opened I*******m. My finger hovered over the stories. I posted a simple black square with the caption: “New chapter. Sometimes peace is worth more than comfort.” It was subtle enough, no names revealed and no drama. I hit post, exhaled, and refreshed my DMs out of habit. And also immediately a new message popped up from ShadowWatch92. “Happy breakup, Elena. You deserve better.” My blood ran cold.

More gasps from the council emerged and my father had to quiet down the chatter to continue. “Yes, I know, I am surprised as well. She gave birth to a boy in secrecy and turned to one of the covens for help. They took him and hid him away, no one knows where. He is all but a ghost, and we know that the coven that took him will not come forward. It would break their code of secrecy. This boy is the rightful heir to the South and is their Alpha and King. Not Eric. Aria hid him because she knew that it was certain death if Eric found out.”

My hands, hanging at my sides, clenched into tight fists, my nails digging into my palms so hard they nearly drew blood. I wiped the sourness from my mouth and instinctively hid the bag of supplements behind my back. "It's none of your business." "How is it not our business?" Liana stepped closer with a sly smile, deliberately caressing the heavy golden locket—a symbol of the pack mother—hanging around her neck. "Kaelen doesn't want me to feel wronged, so he's decided to hold a Grand Naming Ceremony for our son tomorrow. It's a historic event, I know, and as the former mate, you should come and give the heir your blessing, right?"