The Underestimated Secret Heir Novels & Stories

“You’re talking nonsense. I’m leaving. Thanks for dinner.” I started walking, but he grabbed my wrist. “Let go. What the hell are you doing?” I glanced around, worried people were staring. Derek was well-known here, and so was I. The last thing I needed was a paparazzo snapping a photo of us. “Give me a chance, Elara. I’ll take care of your son too,” he begged, dropping the one secret I’d kept hidden for years. My eyes widened in horror. “H-how do you know?”

.” “I revealed a truth,” Marrow corrected smoothly. “A truth the world was already beginning to suspect.” The words hung in the air like poison disguised as perfume. Lysander leaned forward slightly, his hands resting against the polished surface of the table. “If you ever involve my son again, there will be consequences you cannot predict.” Marrow studied him with quiet fascination. “You see, that is precisely why I wanted to speak with you tonight.” Lysander said nothing. Marrow walked slowly around the table, his fingers brushing the back of one chair as he moved. “The boy is extraordinary.” Lysander’s expression hardened instantly. “You have never even spoken to him.” “I do not need to.”

The man stepped closer, handing her a glass of warm water. "My name is Julian Thorne. I found you under the bridge." Camila drank the water greedily, her tears falling into the glass. "Why are you helping me? I have nothing to pay you with." Julian picked up Camila’s sketchbook from the bedside table. "You have this. Your talent is the most valuable currency in my world. I saw your name on some of the sketches... Camila Wilson Xavier? Are you the wife of that billionaire?" Camila flinched. Fear shadowed her eyes once more.

“I don’t know about whether she has talked to her parents about you or not, but I know they don’t have a clue about Cass.” Casper’s sweet voice rings out, “Shh. Mommy says I’m the best kept secret.” I couldn’t agree more. If I had known Katie was never planning on coming home, I would have looked for her sooner. This is one secret she shouldn’t have kept from me, but I’m glad I know about it now. I smile and reach into the backseat, lightly patting my son’s legs. “I agree with mommy. You are the best kept secret.”

For a man who built empires, Hunter could still make a promise sound like a prayer. Clancey joined us a few minutes later, grinning from ear to ear. "Celine, Hunter—thank you for coming. Means the world to me." "We wouldn't miss it," Hunter said, shaking his hand firmly. "You've built something remarkable." Clancey chuckled. "Coming from you, that means more than you know." He glanced toward Caesar, now holding court with two models near the dessert table. "And it seems your heir's already networking." Hunter sighed, half proud, half resigned. "That boy's too much like Vincent."

She edged closer, whispering, "The secret heir is doing a fine job." I nodded, although my head was already racing. Damien's hand touched mine under the table. A discreet reminder that he was there, and that whatever Mr. Caldwell revealed was important. "An heir in secret. and a good job of keeping it so," I whispered, almost to myself. "That's. impressive."

“You are not in good health, do you have to raise your voice when speaking?” “I will stop raising my voice when you listen to your grandfather.” Mr. Lee said. He had brought up Tristan since he was twelve after the tragic death of his parents. Tristan had always believed that his parents’ death was not natural but caused by his uncle, Raymond. Only that his grandfather was trying to cover it up for some reasons that he couldn't fathom. One of the reasons why he decided to take his father's name as his last name.

Why doesn't she want Clarissa to leave Rod? "Why not? If I don't leave Rod, he'll reveal one of my secrets. That's more terrifying!" "They know I'm not really dad's child. That I was just adopted. I don't want them to expose it to the public. I'll lose my inheritance." Clarissa said, almost crying. 'Oh my God! This is a massive revelation!' Karen said beside me. Even I was shocked. So that's why the attorney told her, she hasn't gotten the wealth of the Malaque because she's not really the heir.

*** Hyacinth *** To my dearest Hyacinth, I know that I failed to take you from your father. But before I even die, I want to secure everything for you. The acres of land and the cabin is under your mother’s name and you are the sole heir. However, I want you to know that you can’t sell the house. The house was a treasure to me and to our family. If ever you want to rebuild the house, please make sure that you have checked each of the doors. Our family treasure is hidden inside.

How he brought down an empire with a single roar and burned a third of the vampire dominion in the space of a night. They think they killed that line. Buried it with fire and silence. But they didn’t know… The last heir was hidden in blood. And born into a storm. I close the cabinet, locking it with an incantation. Then I reach for my journal. Not the one I keep for public study, but the bound volume passed through my line for generations.