Wed To The Unknown Heir Novels & Stories

“It’s not optional. If we refuse, it could damage our relationship with the Devereaux and several other allied groups tied to them.” Casper ran a hand through his hair, clearly irritated. “So we show up, smile for the cameras, and pretend like nothing’s wrong, while Samuel Renard walks free somewhere out there?” “Exactly,” Lysander said quietly. “That’s the world we live in.” Deborah crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair. “Do we know who the new heir is?” Knight’s gaze darkened slightly. “Not yet. The name wasn’t listed in the official invitation. It just said ‘the rightful heir of the Devereaux legacy.’ Which, honestly, makes it sound like they’re hiding something, or someone.”

Anyone in the family is a target on that day. Since Jared is the heir, it's mandatory that he attends it. After all, the assembly is for him and for everyone to recognize the new owner of the Corporal group. The attitude of the heir matters to all that will be there and thankfully enough, Jared has built a reputation for himself; one that sends chills down somebody's spine. "Does Rossie even know who she married?" Veronica mumbled to herself. Jared loves keeping secrets and the last time Rossie visited them, she barely knows anything about the man she married. "I should advise my little brother to tell Rossie."

Afterwards, he returned to the crowd, looking at me proudly. Father extended his hand to me, and I took it. "It took a long time to introduce her, but now is the perfect time for me to introduce Vanessa Hector as the heiress of the Hector family." After that, all I heard was the clapping of the guests. Some of them started talking to the people near them with happy looks on their faces, but most of them were quite surprised. "I didn't expect this party to be an opportunity to introduce Lord Jordan's heir." One of the conversations I heard from the front of the podium made me smile awkwardly.

It sounded beautiful, but it was nothing more than a veil for the power plays at hand. Victor opened the folder, revealing a document that felt like a noose tightening around my neck. “The heir clause existed long before you entered the picture. Nathaniel has one year to produce an heir, or Adrian becomes the controlling heir of Blackwell Holdings.” Adrian’s gaze flickered away, and my heart sank. He knew. He had to have known. This war had been raging long before I stumbled into it in a white dress. I shot a glance at Nathaniel. “You knew this before you married me.”

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”

Her stepmother was already moving. Fast. Sharp steps. No hesitation. “Mom” “She left this house like nothing,” she snapped, walking. Livia followed. Quick. Trying to keep up. “All because she wasn’t named the heir,” her stepmother continued. Her voice rising. Flash. Another memory. The announcement day. The tension. The silence. Elara is standing there. Waiting. Hoping. “You are not the heir.” Her father’s voice. Cold. Final. Back to now. Livia clenched her jaw.

For several seconds, nobody spoke. I kept staring at the letter in my father’s hands. Clara had another child. The words refused to make sense. I looked at my father. “Who is the child?” He shook his head. “We do not know.” “But the letter says the second heir is already beside me.” “Yes.” “Then somebody here must know.” My eyes moved around the room. My mother. My father. Adrian. Evelyn was gone. Daniel was not there. My grandmother had remained at the estate. My uncle was still in the hospital. None of them seemed to know what I was thinking.

They still had time. "I understand why they think that way," Pierce continued. "You were supposed to inherit everything." His expression remained impossible to read. "But after tonight, you're no longer the Estia Clan's successor." A brief silence settled between us. "That can't be easy,” he added. I kept my silence. Honestly, I didn’t know what to say. He already knew why this marriage had happened. Before the engagement was announced, my parents had disclosed the truth to the Ashcrofts. The Estia’s witch heiress had lost her magic due to an accident.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

The members who accompanied Alden to the chamber all flinched back, covering their eyes from the light. Her voice soft, yet powerful echoed through the air“An heir is needed. ”her words filled with certainty.Alden’s Heart raced and then came the next shock “ from your rejected mate, or else you will remain ill and lose leadership to your pack.”His eyes flew open, cold shivers ran down his spine, cold sweat formed in his palms, and the words crashing into his mind. His mate?, the one he had rejected moons ago?, How could she be the solution? He thought.