The Secret Heir And His Secret Power Novels & Stories

“...what if I tell you that your child with Sienna is still alive and is with me?” That triggered me. I forced myself to sit on the floor and looked at him angrily while my hands were trembling. “What are you talking about?” He crossed his legs. “I know you will end up like this. You're weak inside, so might as well use that weakness. Get the heirloom, Harry. Get the heirloom and you'll finally see your child with Sienna.” My child! No! I can't lose my child! If I had known that they'd been hiding my child! Oh God! I was so stupid!

"All of it. No more secrets. No more protection. Just the truth." The silence stretched between them, heavy and endless. Damien set down the envelope. He moved to the window, his back to her again, his voice barely a whisper. "My grandfather isn't just the head of the family. He's the head of an empire. An empire built on things that would put him in prison for the rest of his life if anyone found out." He paused. "Sebastian knows. He's been collecting evidence for years, waiting for the right moment to strike."

"I don't have brothers, kid. I have competitors and I have enemies. Which one are you?" "I’m Leo Thorne," the boy said, his voice echoing through the ballroom. "And according to my mother’s marriage certificate and a very specific codicil in our father’s hidden will... I own forty percent of the land this building stands on. And fifty-one percent of the Thorne legacy you thought you buried." The crowd erupted in hushed, frantic whispers. The "Secret Baby" trope had been flipped. It wasn't Julian's child this time—it was his father’s hidden heir.

The moment my mother in-law uttered that word, I coughed so hard and almost choked on the food I was eating. The Heir reveal is like a ritual that every legitimate son of the Seattle's must partake in to be legible for a part in the will of Mr Seattle. This was like a dream come true for Kai since he was the only one without a child amongst his brothers and to add to his joy, he's the first to have a male child.

Dearest Daughter, I hope that you never have to read this letter but unfortunately we have a power that makes some of our kind want to use us and others want to kill us. There is so much I want to tell you about our power and your heritage but I can’t risk moving the documents. The documents are hidden at the place indicated on the map. The volt can only be unlocked using the two keys hidden in our house (one is in your room the other is in the basement) and your blood. Inside you will find everything you need to know to understand yourself and unlock your full potential.

*** Hyacinth *** To my dearest Hyacinth, I know that I failed to take you from your father. But before I even die, I want to secure everything for you. The acres of land and the cabin is under your mother’s name and you are the sole heir. However, I want you to know that you can’t sell the house. The house was a treasure to me and to our family. If ever you want to rebuild the house, please make sure that you have checked each of the doors. Our family treasure is hidden inside.

" Yeah. The one you've hidden in your dress. " " How can you see it when you don't have magic? " " It's a family heirloom, right? " " Yes, my mother's. " " Meant to guide you to your right path. " " How do know about it? " " I know quite a lot of things." He said and turned off the light with a snap of fingers and turned them back on. " You have magic?" " Can I trust you with this little secret of mine dear princess?" " If it is a secret then you can. " She smiled. He adjusted closer to her and she shifted uncomfortably.

LET THEM OPEN IT. BECAUSE ONCE THEY DO, ANASTASIA WILL FINALLY LEARN WHO HER MOTHER WAS RUNNING FROM. A sudden chill swept down the hallway. Jaxon instantly reached for his sidearm while I stared at the glowing screen in my hands. Whoever had been hunting me didn't just know about Clara's hidden treasure. they knew we had the key, and they were actively waiting for us to use it. Whatever Clara had buried inside that box wasn't just a secret about her past; it was the truth that would finally bring my stalker out of the shadows.

Lucius warned, but he sounded weak. ​"Nina," Beatrice said, turning her icy glare toward me. "I underestimated you. I thought you were a simple girl from a poor background. But it seems you were a thief. You stole the heir to this dynasty and hid him in a gutter for five years." ​"I didn't steal him. I protected him from people who think children are just assets for a balance sheet," I said.

It is a deep secret that only a few people know, and I need that power to elevate my own status. My mother only found out about the secret power from my father, who learned it directly from Arley's mother years ago. Arley's mother was the Grand Luna's closest friend back then, so she knew the absolute truth about the Beyhos pack's hidden bloodline and what it could do. If that maid is actually Arley, then she knows exactly what Janus carries in his veins, and she might be trying to claim it for herself. I walk over to my bedside table and grab a small silver hairbrush, gripping the handle tightly as I throw it across the room where it bangs loudly against the wardrobe.