The Royal Heir Book 2 Novels & Stories

“Son, you’re being paranoid. We warned you about that boy, yes. But kidnapping? We are the royal family, not common criminals.” Daniel laughed, bitter and sharp. “Common criminals don’t have the resources you do. The threats you made before the engagement. The way you’ve been watching my every move. Tell me where he is. Now.” Queen Eleanor rose gracefully from her chair, her diamond necklace catching the light. She approached him with that same measured calm she used when negotiating treaties. “Daniel, we truly don’t know anything about the boy’s disappearance. Perhaps the pressure finally got to him. Or maybe he realized he was in over his head.”

By His Majesty's original inclination, the son of his first wife—the Second Prince—should have been the one named heir. While we were talking in her chambers, I brought it up as if in passing. "Mother happened to mention something amusing recently. Apparently, there was a strange old book tucked into the blankets I was wrapped in when I was brought to Griffith Manor as a baby. "That book's sat untouched in my room all these years. I only thought to look through it recently, out of curiosity. "And wouldn't you know it—it lines up almost exactly with everything Consort Ivy has been predicting." I said it with a smile and slid across the "ancient prophecy book" I'd stayed up several nights forg

Royal glanced at me in astonishment. "But why don't I find any similarities between you and your parents?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows. "What do you mean?" she questioned. I stepped towards the entrance and facing the members in the hall, I announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me present you the heir of the Royal family. The one to whom the power of attorney truly belongs, Miss Ella Royal." I pulled the door wide open. Everyone got up from their chair in shock. Their eyes bulged, hearing my announcement.

" Your distant relative, Mikhail Yang. He is currently the heir, the crown prince, thus having the authority to take care of everything regarding all the issues that goes around outside and within the palace. " Anger rose within me, all i can think about is how i can rip that Mikhail's head off from his body. After minutes of thinking i stood up. "Take me there. " I demanded. " sir? " Chase asked, puzzled. "I said, take me there! To that fucking palace or whatever you call it! I need to teach that Mikhail a lesson! If they wanted a real heir then fine, i will show them what a real heir is! They should not have messed with me. " I said. Chase looks scared and can't even have an eye contact wi

I look from the beta to my father almost at the same time as I awaited the information from him after he arrived from the human world to go on the same mission that had me away for some time. "The boy that works with him... Manuel, his name... He ambushed us with the bane. I don't know where he laid his hands on something like that but I am sure he stole it from the pack. Something tells me he and Jax have been planning for something like this all along," Beta Zeke states. "That would explain why Jax was able to be in possession of something like that as well," I chip that in, earning states from both my father and the Beta.

The pieces of the puzzle were aligning, and it was up to me to decipher their meaning and uncover the hidden truths that lay beneath the surface. The information that had come to light left me in a state of bewilderment. A male with striking green eyes and midnight-dark hair, bearing the same birthmark as mine on his shoulder. The very same mark that had been deemed the mark of the alpha king over generations. It was a symbol of power and lineage, a mark that held immense significance within the royal bloodline. And yet, the irony was palpable — that I, the oft-dismissed prince of the palace, was the one who had inherited this sacred mark.

"Nick said as he tried to hide the paper behind him "what are you hiding Nick!"She said as she began to move towards him "Nothing" "Nick! Am tired as it is,don't stress me more by keeping that thing hidden, if it is another bad news, just give it to me, I can handle it "She said Nick brought out the invite and walked towards her. She read it and stared at him "you don't have to go you know! The party is not worth it"Nick rasped out "I have to go! I will surely be there to see my father crown stolen, if I can, I will laugh along with them,get close to them and then....I will strike, you wait and see Nick, they will regret messing with me"she said fiercely.

And this time, she spoke a little awkwardly. "Yes, ma'am," Adit replied. "Get used to calling me Mom," Madam Sandra instructed, a little embarrassed. "Yes, mom," Aditya replied without thinking. For him, Mrs. Sandra is a woman he respects a lot, just like his mother, so whatever she tells him to do willingly. Moreover, he had received permission from his own biological mother, and although forced, the life as an heir that he never wanted he had to live today.

“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.”

“The rumours have been going round that Rogers heir would not be able to rule over us,” “He tried to force the elders to tell him why and they all said,” “He's not true blood. His heir isn't an original bloodline of our pack. A royal bloodline,” I gasped with my hands over my mouth. “Yes. And we know about the drought curse if a royal less blood sits on the throne,” Stacy replied. “It's happening already. Rogers isn't from Royal bloodline nor is Stella. They are both bringing us to the darkest times,” “It's more complicated than I thought,” I said to myself.