The Stolen Heir 2 Novels & Stories

Noel said. “And?” I snapped, trying to hide the surprise in me. “She’s not the thief,” Noel added, shocking me. “Her stepsister Scarlett stole the pendant and sold it to her friend Licia, who recognized it as the pack heirloom and returned it.” “She’s not the thief? What if I had killed her?” I asked, wide eyed, trying to process what I had just heard. I let out a long breath and leaned back in my seat. “How did you find this out?”

"She said… she said the ritual starts at midnight. That they'd crown the Heir of Ash." Cassian's motion halts. "I know that name," he whispers. "It was carved in my cell. Repeatedly." "The Heir is your kid," Pandora informs him. "Born of stolen DNA and alchemy. Ophelia wants a weapon, Raine. One that bears both your bloodlines and none of your will." I turn to Malik. "Where would she take the child?" He hesitates. "Only one place has that kind of security and secrecy."

She felt offended that her mate was accusing her father of theft. Azalea sighed, not knowing how to select his words carefully so as not to offend his mates, “The thing is, there was one thing I didn't tell you” “What is it?” Alice asked with face full of dread. “Being an heirloom, it was guarded by security cameras we bought from the humans and we actually did see Alpha Louis walk into the vault and take the heirloom at that time” Azalea said, scratching his head embarrassed. As much as he wished the girl's father didn't take it, he couldn't hide the truth. He had promised his dad on his lifeless body that he would find and return the heirloom to the original place. He knew he could never b

I didn't add that part, something told me Andera wasn't ready yet. Her melodious laughter was enough to drown the unease the meeting with my mother and sister created. I leaned down and kissed Andera so hard and deep, my tongue gliding over hers, my teeth nibbling on her flesh. When I pulled away, we were both breathless. “Thane.” her hazel eyes shone brightly “Yeah?” “I didn't steal it,” she said. “I didn't steal the heirloom.” fresh guilt crawled across my spine and stabbed my heart. “I believe you,” I whispered into her hair.

He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server. As soon as she noticed me enter, Stacy sprang up from her seat. She pointed straight at me and cried out in injustice, "Heather! You shameless account thief, you finally dared to show up!" The room fell into immediate silence. All four men turned their attention to me at once. Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver also rose to their feet, instinctively positioning themselves as though to protect me. Upon seeing this, Stacy's tears spilled over like broken pearls. "Lewis, Shadowfang, Reviver, don't believe her! She's not Moonwalker at all. She's my roommate. With the backing

I shoved the cash in my hand at her and slipped out before I got caught. When the time came I waited and as expected she showed looking over her shoulder from time to time. “Relax, no one will find us here.” I said in a whisper. “What is it you want me to do for you sir.” She whispered back shaking a little as she did. I pulled out the heirloom that was in the form of a diamond and showed it to her. “This.” Her eyes fell on it not knowing what I was talking about. I didn’t expect her to know, after all not everyone knew of its existence. “I want you to go to the Prince’s room and hide this in Athena’s belongings. And when the time comes for her to be accused of stealing, which she would, you

Then I realized she knew that the heir would look into my mind, and that was why she had planted those images in my head, right before the heir used her ability. Taking a deep breath, I drew my powers back, as I opened my eyes, and gave into the pull of the sunstone. With each step that I took, I was one step closer to the heir, and my heart started to race in my chest knowing I was taking my chances with Carla, but at this point I knew that I couldn’t withstand the pull forever. “I knew that you would see it my way.” The heir said, as he grabbed me roughly by my arm, swinging my body around so that my back was flush against his chest, while he wrapped one arm tightly around me, holding me t

Every breath felt like inhaling crushed glass. ​Yet, my frozen fingers remained clamped tightly around the heavy, black velvet pouch tucked deep within my innermost tunic pocket. It didn't just contain the Starlight Quicksilver Jace had stolen. During my desperate flight through the Western palace, I had taken an even greater risk, infiltrating my father's private sanctuary to steal Supreme Alpha Richard’s personal royal crest stone—a jagged, obsidian relic pulsing with an eerie, hidden warmth.

"Then one day I decided to become some one. Some one who wouldn't be looked down by my father, some one who will be powerful and some one who could help get him out of his financial issues. So I began the illegal gambling den site. At first I wanted just to make a few money with it but I got so addicted that I couldn't get out of it. You might be an heiress Celine but I am also an heiress of my own. You had been gone for a running competition when your father had a few financial issues. I had my chance then, to show him that I was a daughter to him as well. I introduced him to gambling den and at first he enjoyed it. The money he won and the new connection he got but all that changed suddenl

She slid them out and began to read. The top page was a will. The original Rhodes family will, dated eighteen years ago, drawn up by a solicitor firm whose name she didn't recognise, not Crane's firm, someone else entirely, someone her mother had found carefully and deliberately. Signed. Witnessed by two names she didn't know. Legally formatted in language she had to read slowly to fully follow. She followed it. Elias Rhodes was named as primary heir to the Rhodes estate and all associated assets upon his father's death. That part she'd expected. But the clauses below it were what made her breathing slow down and become deliberate.