To Catch An Heiress Novels & Stories

The headline read: "Scarlet Blackwood, Heiress to the Blackwood Finance Conglomerate, Diagnosed with Substance-Induced Psychosis—What Does the Future Hold?" He watched as she was being dragged away after getting stamped. Their eyes locked—for a reason they both couldn't understand—except for the fact that their paths were about to collide any moment from now. She was finally his to have.

The last thing I remembered was my stepmother handing me a cup of coffee and wishing me good morning with a broad smile on her face. I never knew that behind that smile was a plan. And that plan is exactly where I am now. Leila took a step closer and crouched, her face now inches from mine. “I won't lie, Grace,” she whispered mockingly. “You were something back then. The golden girl, the perfect one. Everyone wanted to be you. But look at you now.” Her eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was filth. “This is what happens to people who don’t know their place.”

*************** I was woken up by the chirping of birds and the relentless buzzing of my phone. The sun, which had set from the east, almost blinded my face, causing my vision to become blurred. Upon picking up my phone, I almost lost my balance when I saw the news headline. THE HEIRESS OF THE LANCASTER GROUP, NOW MRS. REID HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN JUST AFTER THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND’S GRANDMOTHER. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? I quickly got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Searching for Alex, but to no avail.

“Oh, I understand, but it is really up to her, The Alpha of the Hunted Mellows disclosed. They went over to her, and they both bowed in respect. “We want to offer you a mating contract to be our mate and become the Luna Queen of this pack,” Matthew said. “I always wanted a mate I will truly love,” the heiress said. “I believe with time, Love can blossom”, Ezekiel chipped in. “I will need time to decide now if you will excuse me,” The heiress said, and she left their side to go stand with her father. With his side eyes, Matthew noticed the girl who had been dancing with his brother entering one of the mansion halls, and he sneakily followed her quickly.

They went over to her and they both bowed in respect. “We want to offer you a mating contract to be our mate and become the Luna Queen of this pack,” Rafferty said. “I always wanted a mate I will truly love,” the heiress said. “I believe with time, Love can blossom” Treyton chipped in. “I will need time to decide now if you will excuse me,” The heiress said, and she left their side to go stand with her father. With his side eyes, Rafferty noticed the girl who had been dancing with his brother entering one of the mansion halls and he sneakily followed her quickly.

"I haven't, why not tell me about it…" Imelda hissed out so loud glaring at the woman she ever regrets having a a mother. "The Zoren's family are inviting everyone to the welcome back ceremony of their Heiress…" she announced. Candi got on her feet forcefully, her eyes widened in great shock. "That must not be true, it can't happen… who the heck is the fucking heiress?" She screamed. Imelda let out a mocking smile. "Screaming won't solve the matter. The worst part of it, is that the Heiress is my maid…"

For the first time, she actually gave him a proper once-over. "Joseph Hunt? Hunt Enterprises?" she echoed, her gaze flickering with interest. "Yes," Joseph said eagerly, looking at her expectantly. "You have heard of us, haven’t you?" The moment she responded, he nearly wanted to have someone record the interaction. This was the Walton younger heiress—someone everyone in Ravenshore talked about. And now, she knew his name. See? He was charming enough to catch her attention. His smirk deepened. But the way she looked at him—like he was some sideshow performer putting on an act—made something in the back of his mind itch.

Before me was a middle-aged lady returning from the farm. “She isn't married up till now?” I arched my brows. “Why does her face seem familiar like we had met for once?” She dropped the basin she was holding and bowed to me. “Long live, Supreme Heiress!!” She isn't shocked that I was living, which means she and the hunter knew I was alive. I climbed down the veranda and took a good look at the side of her neck. I found the scar the hunter told me about and then pulled her into a hug.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pull me closer to him. “I will make you pay for this.” It’s the desire in his voice that get me all excited right before my nostrils are filled by cinnamon and mint. THE HAZE! “Omar,” I warn when he whisks me off my feet and heads straight to our chambers. I, Abigail, the heiress, luna and queen of the Lily town pack, am the happiest woman alive.

and her face shows a positive appearance. She took a seat opposite Athena, reading the file, "I'm Detective Carter. You're as beautiful as they described you. You have quite an interesting story, growing up in an orphanage, marrying into one of the wealthiest families in New York, and then surviving a car accident that left you in a coma for five months. Living as the only daughter of one of the Richest in the country. They address you as Ms. Weltons, even though you're still legally as Mrs. Chrushvan. And now, you're the prime suspect in the planned assassination of Mr. and Mrs. Chrushvan as well as Ms. Koshiba. Is this some sort of revenge plot?