The Underestimated Secret Heir Novels & Stories

Secrets even he didn’t know he owned. He went straight to the Blackwell genealogy folder. She was right. It was all there. Each generation tracked. His great-grandfather’s secret heirs. His uncle’s death—not an accident. His cousin—“lost at sea”—body never recovered. Only one name remained unchecked. His. A red circle around it. Juliette’s handwriting. To be eliminated. Alec backed away slowly. His entire life had been a setup. His empire? A chessboard. And he was the last king standing.

Never wanting to look back, i made a step forward to his office door to make my leave but deep inside my heart and despite the decisions of my rational mind, I'm still hoping for him to call me and apologize and say he never meant those words, like it was all just a misunderstanding. But he didn't. It wasn't. Leaving his life means burying a little secret that ought to grow in my womb. Because little did he know, I'm carrying his heir... the billionaire's heir.

A torn letter with a faded crest that matched the one on my book. "Because you're the rightful heir of the Quiviel Empire," he said. "And because your blood is the key to something they want—something hidden beneath the Empire." "What are you talking about?" I whispered. "Before your parents died, they entrusted a secret to my family," he said. "A vault deep beneath the kingdom. Sealed with royal blood and protected by ancient magic. Your blood." I was trembling now. "This is insane." "I know it is," he said. "But it's true. And the moment they discovered you were alive, they started hunting."

“Found this on one of Jade’s operatives. Audio message.” Grace pressed play. A voice echoed through the room. It was Roland Ashford. “If you’re hearing this, my daughters have gone to war. One wants my empire. The other, my soul.” Grace froze. “I left behind one final heir. One who was never activated. One who doesn’t even know what they are yet. Find them before Jade does.” The message ended. Grace’s world spun. Another SEED. A hidden heir. Possibly more dangerous than all of them combined.

“Nothing.” Ruth glared at him in dissatisfaction. “Liar! You eavesdropped on my call and didn’t even share information with me. How can you be like this?” Abel held her waist with one hand and played with her hair with the other. “The heir of a hidden family is not as talked about as a wealthy family. It’s not that easy to find anything out.” Ruth tilted her head and thought about it seriously for a while. “That makes sense. I’ll ask Dulcie another day.”

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.

"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."

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.

"Enzo. You know him?" "Ah. Lorenzio, the second heir." Ricchar crossed his arms and looked me in the eye again. "Are you still dating guys?" "What?" I pulled a face. Ricchar squinted at me. A mix of curiosity and puzzlement narrowed his eyes. "Does Mykaela know?" So what? I made a face at the sudden inquiry. It made me want to shift the topic to avoid the issue. "Why would I keep it a secret?"

“Your father knew part of it, enough to make you desperate. But the real secret? Janette is the heiress. That mark makes her the legal heir of the Blackwood estate, corporation, and legacy. It’s her birthright.” “No…” Liam whispered, stumbling backward with the gun still trembling in his hand. His eyes darted between Janette and Dean. “No, that’s not true…” Dean let out a short laugh. “Oh, it’s very true. All this time, you were chasing power you already had within reach. She was in your grasp, but you were too blinded by greed to realize it.” Liam’s face crumpled. “That can’t be…” Dean took another step forward. “You kidnapped the heiress of Blackwood Corp and tried to force her into marria