The Stolen Heir 2 Novels & Stories

Eilís stepped into her space, forcing her to look up at him. “You thought to lay your hands on her in the middle of my father’s hall? To accuse her of theft like a common cutpurse?” “It is a sapphire, Your Highness,” a voice called out from the crowd, emboldened by the safety of numbers. My fist tightened. What reason would I have stolen a sapphire when I had dozens embroidered into my wedding gown? “A family heirloom,” another whispered, the sound carrying easily in the hushed hall. “And the humans are desperate. Who could blame her for wanting something to take back to that crumbling estate?”

Recap Evelyn and Luca retrieved a hidden capsule from an abandoned marine platform containing proof that both she and Victor Crane’s lost daughter, Abigail, were victims of the same botched kidnapping. Charlotte, manipulating events from the shadows, delivered a new message: “Ready for Phase Two? Bring Adrian.” *** Dawn over Singapore filtered through tinted glass, striping the room in measured light. I hadn’t slept; every shockwave from the night kept ricocheting behind my eyes.

I run to the exit and lock the door without looking back. Now I have to start coming up with a plan to get rid of it. You didn't think I would leave you locked in my house, did you? That was just a distraction, notice. On the right, we have the basic goods stores. Ahead there is the central square. If I continue to the left long stairs lead to the real stables, perfect. I turn right increasing my speed. Before I could even start down the stairs I hear strong footsteps running after me, it is Your Highness. He found a way to escape and followed me again.

Inside sat a man whose patience had been worn thin. Alexander Sterling did not look like someone who tolerated surprises. The car door opened. Julian slid inside casually, holding the little bun. Alexander’s gaze snapped to the child first. Scanning. Checking. Ensuring. Only when he confirmed there was no injury did he look at his brother. “Explain.” Julian leaned back lazily. “Relax. He wasn’t kidnapped. He decided to explore the thrilling world of locked storage rooms.” Alexander’s eyes sharpened. “Julian.”

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well. I'm excited to announce that book two of, 'Revenge of the Heir' is on its way! Arthur's story is far from over, and things are about to get even more intense. I'll start uploading soon. Hope you guys are as excited as I am!

Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law. •••••••••••• Author's Notes: Hi, dear readers! ❤ Thank you for sticking with us and for reading this draft of my crime/mafia/romance story. "THE ALPHA'S DHAMPIRICA" is the title of the sequel, now published on this same profile. It was written as a vampire/mafia/romance novel again, like the original version of this book. If my schedule permits, I would rewrite a non-paranormal version of this first installment soon. I really hope you'll love the second book as well!

"Your Majesty, it was I. I happened upon the Forsaken Wing by chance and discovered she was pregnant with an illegitimate child from her affair. "I intended to deliver her to you, but she refused to admit her crime. Instead, she dared claim the child was yours. Who in the Beast Clan doesn't know you have no heir?" She continued on unchecked. Alarmed, Mary tugged at her sleeve, and only then did Lyra realize the weight of her last words. "Your Majesty, I misspoke—" But Tharion didn't even flinch at her blasphemy. His eyes were locked on her as he asked, "Go on. What happened next?"

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.

She stopped close enough that he could see the wild, desperate light in her eyes. “I understand that every day she lives, every day that child grows under his protection, our power becomes a joke. He walked into our hall, looked at my crown, and called it stolen. He told every wolf still breathing in Blackthorn that Chloe Draken is alive and carrying his heir. Do you think the pack will forget that? Do you think the border territories will forget? As long as she breathes, I am nothing but a temporary replacement wearing a dead woman’s jewels.”

She was trying to help her get the necklace back. “I bought it in Australia. It cost me forty thousand dollars. I can’t believe it’s missing!” Luna continued. Diana rolled her eyes. If Luna really treasured that necklace, why didn’t she want to go back to look for it? Instead, she was wasting her time on Diana. Luna turned to Diana and said, “Miss Anderson, if you took my necklace, you’d better give it back.” “Why would I take your necklace?” Diana replied irritably. Luna smiled arrogantly and said in a raised voice, “If you are not the thief, do you dare to show what is in your bag?”