The Stolen Heir 2 Novels & Stories

He was a man in a perfect, three-piece charcoal suit, holding a silver-bar-coded remote. ​"You’re late for the series finale, Nora," Vane said, his voice echoing in the hollow chamber. "The 'Silver Heir' is currently 85% depleted. His 'Sense of Wonder' has already been sold to a Teen-Dystopia startup. His 'Love for his Mother' is being auctioned off to a Lifetime-Movie AI." ​"Let him go, Vane," Nora said, her flute glowing with a violent, pulsating red. "Or I’ll burn this entire archive to the ground."

At a loss of words, Emery could only stay quiet and tried to think of the people who could disclose the information about their organization when they have been hiding behind the shadows for so long. A little while later, Emery managed to collect herself. “So you mean, she intentionally kidnapped you and you are not caught because you attempted to sneak in here?” Jadeite nodded her head. “Exactly. Besides, I have no plans in coming here since I am busy with another mission. But that aside, before I was taken as a hostage, I received a word that Lila has not yet reported to the headquarters. What is she still doing in the palace?”

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 2 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

After all, even though I had always been obedient and gentle, I had zero tolerance when it came to betrayal. “Yvonne, do you really understand?” I nodded, curling my lips into a bitter smile. “Zayn, we both have to think of the family. I understand you need an heir. After all, the Levine mafia empire is vast. Someone has to inherit it. “If you think it would be easier, you can bring Whitney home so that she’s cared for. That way, I’ll feel reassured too.” Joy spread across his face when I said those words. He let out a long sigh of relief.

Just as I was rounding up Madam Stella walked into the kitchen, her arms folded with a frown plastered on her face. “Leave whatever you are doing right now. You have been summoned into the staff quarters for a search,” she announced. I paused and turned to look at her, blinking my eyes in confusion. “Search? What is going on?” “A precious family heirloom has been stolen from Alpha Waylen’s safe and everyone in this mansion is going to be searched. You must come at once, “ she ordered and left the kitchen. The family heirloom was stolen? Who would have the guts to do that? And why would they know where it is to be able to steal it?

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

Returning for a second foray she picked up the Clarice Cliff ornaments the old woman had loved and she hated but knew they were valuable so they were stuffed in her suitcase too. She did not get out of the door, two burly security guards stopped her and took the case from her she was furious when Beresford went through it removing the priceless jewellery, ‘These belong to Lady Alcina the heir to the Estate and not you Annabella, leave now and I will not report the theft to the police.’ She was escorted from the castle to her Clio car, gazing enviously at the Rolls and limousine parked nearby she scowled, ‘All of this was hers by right and she would find a way to get it back from that little

Elsewhere, in a high-rise suite overlooking the city, a man poured two glasses of scotch. Across from him sat an older woman. Rowena Rowen. They clinked glasses. “Cassandra is close to collapse,” Rowena said. The man smiled. “I know.” The light hit his face. Ethan Harper Sr. “She thinks she’s free,” he said. “But her story’s just a distraction.” Rowena lit a cigarette. “The real heir is still in play.” He nodded. “Let the world think Whitlock was the monster. The real game starts now.”

Hedeon Villa 🎋🎋🎋🎋 "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother.