Wed To The Unknown Heir Novels & Stories

“Have you been contact with him this whole time?” “No, but I have been keeping track of him for years. Reading about his business deals and family in magazines and newspapers.” She reaches for a glass of water by the bedside. “Some few weeks ago, there was an article about how he changed his will before he died. It mentioned something about acknowledging a previous unknown heir.” My legs were weak and wobble, so I sat down on the chair. “Do you think I am the unknown heir? You think he left something for me?”

He leaned in closer to Brenda, his putrid breath assaulting her weakened senses. “You know, my dear Brenda,” Alfred whispered maliciously, “I’ve discovered something quite interesting. I know about the fortune your real parents left you, the one you were meant to inherit on your 22nd birthday.” Brenda’s heart sank, her eyes widening with fear and disbelief. How could he know? Her inheritance had always been a secret closely guarded by her family. Alfred reveled in her vulnerability, basking in the power he held over her. “Oh, yes,” he continued, relishing in her torment, “And I intend to make you my wife before that fateful day arrives.”

“I asked him, as his uncle, as a wolf of this bloodline, about the future. About the heir. And do you know what he told me?” I paused, letting their attention sharpen. Every eye was on me. “He told me the heir was born from an accident. A mistake at a human clinic.”

He ignored my words. “I know how much you don't want your daughter to land up in an orphanage and have a rough childhood like you. I have a deal.” “And what would make you think I'd want to get into a deal with you? I barely even know you.” “But I do. I mean, partly. But the birthmark on the side says something different. You are the last standing heir of the Caldwells. A family that once used to be at the same stance with mine.” I almost laughed.

Then he looked straight at Erica and asked: "So, girl, do you have the password and the key?" Mrs. Lani and Mr. Martin both looked at Erica with anticipation. However, Erica merely wore a bewildered expression. The truth was, she knew nothing about it. Erica had only recently discovered that she was the heir to the substantial fortune left behind by her late parents. Honestly, if it weren't for Lani and Kora's plan to take over Erica's property, Erica wouldn't have known about such an important thing.

I hadn't expected to notice him the way I did. Everyone on campus knew the Cross name. Cross Holdings owned half the skyline in three cities. My father's firm, Vance Capital, competed with them for the other half. We'd been raised on opposite sides of the same rivalry. Close enough to recognize each other. Far enough to never speak. Until today, apparently. Alden started in on fiduciary duty. I took notes I wouldn't remember writing. Every few minutes I felt that same pull, faint, like a hand hovering near my shoulder without touching it. I didn't look up again. I didn't trust myself to.

“I believe he truly doesn’t know. But the maid… the maid he spoke of may be our clue. If we find her, we’ll find who ordered this.” I stared hard at him. “And how do you plan to search for someone you don’t know?” “We’ll push him,” Jared said. “We’ll force his memory back. I just don't want him... to die.” I shrugged. “Do it. As long as he’s innocent, he lives.” I left him there, my boots echoing against stone. Frustration burned hot in me. Every lead slipped like smoke through my fingers. Whoever was behind this... whoever wanted the heir dead was skilled. Too skilled.

The grand finale was about to begin. And in the heart of the mansion, the "Invisible Heir" was waiting to deliver the final, absolute slap to the woman who had tried to harvest her world.

She knew that wasn’t the whole truth, she skipped the part where she met Ethan. While dancing at the Madison club house one night, her seductive moves caught Ethan’s attention. It was love at first sight, and ever since that day, she won his heart. They were both orphans trying to make a living out of life and are determined to get it no matter what it takes. Ethan was her savior, she wouldn’t have survived without his help. They both love each other deeply but have to make some sacrifices for their future. In order to seal their love for each other, they got married in a small church with no relatives or friends, just the both of them and the priest.

From an unknown survivor deep within the remnants: “The children are free for now. But the blood calls. On their fifth birthday, the true test begins. One of them will choose our side. It is inevitable.” Damien crushed the device in his fist. We landed at the estate as the sun rose fully. The children, exhausted but safe, slept in our arms. In the nursery, with all three of them finally resting, Damien pulled me close. “We’ve bought time,” he said. “Years of it. And we will use every second to prepare them.” I kissed him softly, then looked at our sleeping family. The hidden heir had become the mother of a new legacy. The Reaper had found his forever.