Under The Heiress' Facade Novels & Stories

it was like a mini town for the wealthy. Milana looked out the window and enjoyed the view. The estate had packs, gardens, fountains, play ground etc. Who would have thought that she will one day enter such a place as this. Everything that has happened in the past month is like a movie to her. From meeting Logan, to him asking her to date him, to being almost killed, to being disliked by one of the most powerful families in the country to being attacked again, to dating a billionaire in secret, her life seems like a movie.

Plans that no one would see coming. She leaned against the wall, pulling a small, folded letter from her cloak. Fingers brushing over its edges, she whispered to herself, almost reverently: “Soon.” Her eyes glinted in the torchlight, fixating on the courtyard where Lesiana had promised me protection. “Everything will fall into place.” And at that moment, I had no idea how right she was.

"I'll get your usual caramel latte with extra whip, right?" I smiled, she remembered. "Yeah." Natalie hurried off, returning minutes later with my drink and a giant blueberry muffin. "On the house," she said, plopping into the chair across from me. "Now SPILL. How does a billionaire heiress end up working a normal job and hiding her identity?" I took a sip of the latte perfect, as always before sighing. "Long story." "We've got time," Natalie said, propping her chin on her hands.

Lyssa led us on a path that was clearly not the main road, something that twisted through the hills and made it harder for the creatures to predict where we were going. By the time we reached the fortress, I was exhausted beyond measure. But the fortress was real. We could see it now, nestled in a valley, and it was being actively occupied. We could see structures being built around it, buildings that definitely weren't human design. And we could see creatures moving around the compound, maybe twenty or thirty of them, going about tasks that I couldn't quite understand. "They're building something," Solace said, echoing my thoughts. "Some kind of... tower?"

Erada crouched down as she whispered into 54's ears, she pointed at the two men and he nodded " Big sister, why aren't you telling me as well" Erada sighed " little Zephyr, I'll tell you everything when I get back, stay with your bodyguards and don't wander around, I and 54 will be back soon, okay " Little Zephyr nodded slowly as she watched Erada and 54 leave. *** The atmosphere in the arena changed as one of the top ten heiresses arrived, she was beautiful but there was nothing delicate about her, even as several of the middle class families cheered her, her face remained expressionless.

She glanced at Mia, silently pleading with her to play along. Mia, ever the perceptive one, seemed to sense the unspoken tension between the two. Her smile faltered slightly, and she slowly lowered her hand, tucking it into the pocket of her designer jeans. "Actually, Mr. Maverick, I'm not just any friend." She tilted her chin up defiantly, her gaze unwavering. "I'm the heiress to Vitalis Pharmaceuticals. And I have to say, I'm quite interested in this...arrangement you have with my dear Evie."

Prof Heather said and started to discuss her first lesson. "For today's lesson we will talk about the four kingdoms of the underworld. The first one is Witherian Valley, The kingdom of witches and warlocks. They rule for 400 years in that valley. They make potions, spell and battle weapons. The ruler of that kingdom is King Edison and Queen Venice princess anica and prince harley's parents. The second one is Prawlian Valley the kingdom of the wolf pack. They rule that valley for 500 years until now. They have the most powerful warriors in the realm. The kingdom was ruled by their Alpha Jake Nickolaidas. Prince Pierce's Father. The third one is Crimson Valley. The kingdom of the Vampires. The

she continued, sliding a finger over the embossed letters, “is Cassandra Veyron. Heiress to an obscure European shipping fortune, conveniently reclusive, conveniently untouchable. No one in that house has ever seen her, only heard whispers. And whispers are easier to impersonate than reality.” Her voice dropped, threaded with steel. “I’ll step into that mansion as if I belong more than they do draped in arrogance, armed with half-truths, and wrapped in mystery. That’s how you disarm the elite. They won’t question me; they’ll compete to be the ones I notice.” And also, I shall disguise myself because I might not know exactly what is waiting for me. She said with a serious face and tone.

“Some say heiresses, others whisper foreign princes, and now a reverend sister bought it. A full on nun. Believe it or not, the world spins into weirdness real fast.” Ares smiled, amused. “I am still shocked. A nun? In a mansion like that? That would be the Olympics of contradiction.” “Maybe she’s a philanthropist in disguise,” Julian mused. “Or a woman who likes marble,” Ares said. The thought was comic enough that both men allowed themselves a laugh. They were two men raised on certainty, now breeding on intrigue. Whatever bought the mansion would only be more entertaining if it came with contradictions.

Xaden finally looked at her and his cold judgment hit harder than any shout. "REGENT" He agreed lowly "But not bankrupt. Unlike you.” He tilted his head. “You took loans in my bank’s name to buy a title you didn’t earn. Tell me, Drelia… when you signed ‘Heiress Apparent’, did you think the real heir would never come home?” She flinched and her wolf whined. All eyes snapped to me. Humiliation, rage, desperation, I sensed them. Cade’s eyes cut to me over Xaden’s shoulder, shocked and that signal that reads "you're cooked"