Walk Away With His Heir Novels & Stories

She took a deep breath before looking at him. "She's right. You must let me go now. I-it's not really you that I came here now. Don't assume, Ethan. Your Mommy and I just had a conversation to meet up, that's why I'm here. Since she's gone now, then I'm leaving." She withdrew her arm from him. "See, my love. My step-sister is leaving. Let her go." Mildred said with a triumphant smile. Ethan stared at her intently in her eyes. He measures whether what she said to him is true. "Let's talk first," Ethan said still looking at her eyes.

he pauses in front of me and I try my best to not hyperventilate. "Since you're your father's Achilles heel, I will take you away from him so he can know the pain of having something he loves so much gone. I won't kill you....yet. I'll make him watch you slowly suffer and the fact that you're still alive but he can't find you will eat at him till he realizes he has nothing more to live for just like he made me feel when he took Elena from me" He says his voice taking on a dangerous edge towards the end of his words.

He looked at me with an earnest expression. "W-What do you mean, Sander?" What did he mean by that? "I might have said those hurtful, truthful words but I am still your first child. I will inherit your Alpha position of the Rising Diamond pack and be the next head of the House of Marquis Verlice." He stepped forward, looking up at me as if he could overwhelm me. "So, please don't make my cousin, Daniel, or my half-brother, Hezekiah, become the next heir." He bowed his head before me. "To summarize our negotiation, you will stay away from Mama from now on. You will never gain benefit from our negotiation. This is in fact to make you suffer." My eyes widened. "This is a unilateral discussion a

I stand there, panting, trying to clear my thoughts of the tiredness. I need to find a way to change this "last mission" of the heir. I don't know why he ran away, but I'm sure he'll be back. I can't run away forever, especially when he has a physical advantage. Any kid my age would easily accept a hug, but I'd rather die in battle. That's why they made it his final mission. Wait, the heir is under the tutelage of a new teacher since we arrived in Castile, since according to reports his last teacher is at home due to injury in battle. The only teacher in Castile who knows me so well is. . .

“I’m not letting you fall on the sword alone.” “Then what?” Julian’s eyes locked onto his. “I’m walking into that boardroom tonight,” he said, “and I’m telling them the truth.” “You can’t…” “I can,” Julian cut in. “I’ve hidden behind the VanDermere name long enough. I want this company to see who I really am.” “And if they cut you off?” Aiden’s voice was sharp. “If they remove you as heir?” Julian gave a crooked, sad smile. “Then maybe I wasn’t meant to inherit it in the first place.”

With all his assets frozen and buried under a mountain of crushing debt, he was driven to insanity. Without me even having to lift a finger, my bodyguards immediately stepped forward to pin Edward flat against the ground. He struggled violently and glared at me with a twisted, monstrous expression. "What gives you the right to act so high and mighty? I was the one raised as the heir to the Duncan family, while you're just some unwanted nobody that your own parents didn't even want! What right do you have to steal Clara, and why do you get to stand here?" Staring down at him, I suddenly found the spectacle pointless. "You're pathetic, Edward."

he said carefully “They’d been dating for two years. He didn’t choose her, chose her stepsister instead” I closed my eyes yes briefly, so that was it. Rejection. Humiliation. And betrayal. No wonder she’d unraveled at the bar. “And the family?” I asked. Alex didn’t hesitate. “Unpleasant. Step mother controls most household decisions, father’s present but does nothing” The usual. “There’s something else” Alex hesitated, then continued “The council called before dawn” I leaned back against the desk “And?” “The succession didn’t take place” Alex continued “without you present, it was impossible to continue”

My pleading was not getting very far. “That’s not on you. All Alpha heirs have the right to the Command seal once they can read and write. Your son would have to leave the pack and be stripped of all entitlement to the throne. What he had in mind to do could be translated as conspiring with the traitor.” “Oh no! That’s my only son, Emperor! Pls don’t take him away from him. If he is banished from the pack, no one is likely to take him in seeing that his mother committed such atrocity. I can’t bear the thought of my son becoming a vagabond.”

He hauled me further from the window, and beside us, Salvatore's breathing grew fainter, his grip on consciousness slipping. "The heir..." he whispered. I leaned down, straining to hear him over the chaos. "...must never be allowed to return." Then his hand went slack, and his eyes closed.

I frowned, “I wasn't planning to.” “Liar,” that aggravating smirk was back on his voice. I groaned internally, my eyes falling back on Allison, who stood there with a barely concealed grin. He started walking away, then stopped. Without looking back, he spoke. “And Natalie... remember, that is my inheritance. Don't mess it up.” He walked off before I could ask what he meant. I stood there, watching him disappear into the crowd, the girls still clinging to him. Allison slowly turned toward me, her grin bigger than ever now.