The Ultimate Heir System Novels & Stories

I ask, curious how things will go if the council meeting is a dud. "Passing over the throne is different from a forced takeover. If we beat our parents during a duel for the throne, it automatically becomes ours. As an heir, the throne is our birthright which means it can be given to us when we come of age. Coming of age in the divine kingdoms means graduating DA."

His wisdom surpassed many of his ancestors, he knows the right word to use just to make his ministers speak their minds. “Minister Ham, what did you think about this?” Malik pushed a word into Minister Ham's mouth, just to make him speak. “My king, the suggestion about you having an heir is a priority, any kingdom without an heir is in darkness, the first step in having an heir is finding the right mother for the heir, but I will propose you have a bond with the Gigal community, it will please our ancestors since our forefathers intend to become in-laws.

How rude could he be, not to share that piece of information? “Isn't there any other conditions aside from having to present a bride?” Damian's voice cut through my lust rudely, making me curse under my breath. “I'm afraid there isn’t any other way, my son,” Dad snapped. “Unless you intend on growing old without an heir to take over from you.” “A leader could be appointed then. If my realm is over, it shouldn't be mandatory that the heir comes from the alpha’s lineage?” Dad’s eyes darkened instantly as he snapped furiously. “I forbid you from spouting such rubbish before me. How dare you think in such a way?” Dad barked, and I chuckled silently at the display.

I have always been a stickler for the rules. In elementary school, our class holds an election for class president. The teacher ignores the vote and appoints the principal's son instead. I follow the school's rule that whoever receives the majority vote should win, gather all 42 students, and take the election straight to the principal's office to redo the vote. When I grow up and start working, my boss hands me a thousand-dollar expense receipt and orders me to file a ten-thousand-dollar reimbursement claim. I refuse, as it violates company policy. The manager laughs. "Here, whatever the boss says goes. Learn to bend when you can, or the company may decide it needs someone more obedien

she declared, walking out of the room with loud thumps. The room quickly turned silent but chaotic with unspoken words. Andrew shivered in my arms and I couldn't bring myself to make him calm. I was confused and filled with regrets. “What are you going to do, Alpha?” Marcus stepped forward behind me. “You wanted an heir… it seems like you have one,” “The only heir I want is with Anna, my mate,” I fumed. “I understand,” Marcus nodded. “But looks like someone came first. You can't possibly reject your child,” he assumed.

she said. "Yup," I replied. "She's an heiress. And it turned out that she looks exactly like me." "Omigosh, really?" she exclaimed with wide eyes. "Yeah…" I said. "One thing led to another, and now I have to be Isabella Domitia while she runs off to happily ever after with her boyfriend." 'Actually, I doubt it's going to be happily ever after,' I thought, thinking of how untrustworthy Elijah was. "But that's where it gets crazy," I added.

'But he does know that you've made a will leaving everything to him, all the shares in the bank? David shook his head again. 'Snd after what you've just told me, I am having second thoughts. I need an Heir to carry on after me at the bank and you need a father for your baby. The child will have my blood in his veins afterall, it seems a perfect solution to both our problems, don't you agree? So, Sharon, will you marry me?' She almost thought for a moment that she hadn't heard him correctly and she didn't answer, just looked at him blankly.

No one else should have been able to gain this much traction unless… …it was another heir. Toby, gazing into the mirror in one of the boy’s restrooms, shook his head. That was impossible. Heirs and their siblings were specifically stationed to the educational system near their promised business’s home establishment. One quarter per school. But if not an heir, then who?

Hale, he said, "You are going to harvest me..." "Well, Harvest is a very strong word. We are going to extract a couple of your bone marrows, just for future security. Your father doesn't trust that you will outlive him, and it would be a waste having the dirt reaps for what the living need. Don't you think so?" Dr. Hale answered in an unamused tone.

Cassian asked, and he nodded with a smile. "You won't have to marry her or anything like that, just choose a woman who isn't materialistic and doesn't crave too much attention, as it could bring us significant problems in the future," he said, shrugging and taking the papers from his son's hands. "Why all of this?" Cassian asked, indignant with his father's attitude. "I want you to have an heir," he said, as if it were the easiest thing in the world.