The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows Novels & Stories

Perhaps he had sinister secrets of his own that he had been keeping and one of them was this heiress who just arrived at the corporation without anyone knowing where she came from or whether she came from the dead. As she walked away majestically in her high heels that made noises as she passed, announcing her presence before she would enter a room, he paused and tried to dial Jared's line again but yet, was met with no response. Hence, making him have no other choice than to do like he had been commanded. He was just a worker, and as one he was under the leadership and direction of who ever was the Executive officer of the corporation. With how things looked, the returned heiress appears to

“ I'm going to treat you the way your family will treat you okay.” Berry nodded and smiled. Riley pulled out her phone and showed Berry a photo. "I wanted to show you something. This is my friend who passed away.” Berry looked at the photo of a young woman with a bright smile and felt an unexpected pang of emotion. "She looks like she was a wonderful person." "She was. Full of life, always laughing, always believing the best about people. Her death was such a shock." "How did she die?" "I was not in town when she died. I only came back to her death news. She was Phantom Tech Heiress.”

“I also got a clear read on the plate number. They were in a black van.” Cael’s voice on the other end was calm, yet every word vibrated with a barely concealed fury. “Understood,” he replied. “I’m on my way!.” Cael and Anaïs had handled their affairs properly without anyone noticing that they had anything in common. Ruling the apex entertainment company in the industry, Cael had been revered as the powerful king of the entertainment industry who seemed not to be interested in any lady despite their advances. Lilith, the acclaimed queen of the entertainment industry, had been rumored to be one of the many ladies interested in him.

Tiffany vanished from my mind like smoke. That kiss was the claim. I wasn’t just Kat anymore. I was his Phoenix. Risen. Chosen. Untouchable. The kiss was everything. It was fire and thunder and the kind of silence that screams louder than words. I didn’t even hear the music anymore. Just the beat of my heart and the feel of Wolf’s hands anchoring me to something real. Then— “Hell no!” Hovak’s voice cut through the club like a blade. “Tiffany, you better back the hell off. That’s our First Lady you’re disrespecting.”

It may not beat getting humped by a stubborn, conveniently prude heiress, but it would do. Maybe I would find out just what about this heiress, apart from her deceptively innocent allure and inherited assets, drew attention like sharks to blood. And more importantly, the who behind the scenes. Because let’s face it. Anonymously hired muscle men? Faceless attackers? The mastermind didn’t want to be found. But he’d caught my attention. And I don’t abandon trails easily. I see it to the very end. Obsessively. Wholeheartedly. Snapping my fingers, I activated the soundproof systems, and then the speakers, which blared a haunting Italian ballad.

The Greys were her first stepping stone, but her ultimate target was the Hamilton empire. Destroying them would require careful consideration, patience, and a plan so seamless that not even their sharpest minds would see it coming. Her phone buzzed again—a message from Mr. Wallace. “The next shareholders’ meeting is in two weeks. Henry is already spreading whispers about acquiring another tech start-up to bolster their portfolio.” Lily smirked. Henry’s greed would be his undoing. He was always looking for the next shiny object to add to his empire, never realising the cracks forming beneath his feet. She typed a quick reply.

Phantom let go of Dabria's neck and turned his head. He saw the scariest demon standing behind him. A very known face yet too horrific to look at. "Nobody is allowed to hurt my heiress. Nobody!" Adrian growled at Phantom angrily as he squeezed Phantom's heart so slowly. He kept on squeezing the heart until it squashed in Adrian's hand. Adrian pulled his hand out, pulling Phantom's soul out as well. Phantom's body dropped down on the ground. All eyes turned towards Adrian, staring at him with utter surprise on their faces.

I intentionally had Sebastian tell my father to send the money to the hospital account from the company’s account because I am so petty and I wanted this exact reaction from Roder. “Is the Hamit-Beta your-your-” he stammers. I interrupt with a slight smile. “My father.” The receipts slip from Roder’s trembling hands. He stares at me, stunned into silence. “You’re the Hamit-Beta heiress?” Having endured so much recently, I no longer see any reason to keep a low profile. So, I answer with a “Yes.” I watch as his expression goes through shock, disbelief, and finally horror as he realizes how much mess he’s currently in.

"The one I threw down the shaft was a decoy." "I told you, Celeste," Damien said, stepping closer until our chests were almost touching. "I don’t leave loose ends. The Architect is listening, but she only hears what I want her to hear. If you’re going to be a Queen, you need to learn that even your shadows have shadows." The phone screen lit up. It wasn't a text from the Architect. It was a photo of a small, hidden villa in the Caymans. And standing in the garden, looking directly at the camera, was Vivienne.

He said that there is more toil. "What do you need from me?" Saint promised weakly. "We want your power! Your position! And your wealth. And Deus wants to know where the hell is the mafia heiress." Mafia Heiress? Savienna is the real mafia heiress. But I am still claiming it as me because that's what they thought too. "Okay, I got what I wanted. Now I need to erase you to keep your mouth shut." Because of what Saint said, I saw a strange fear that enveloped Gayle's entire being.