Bound By The Heiress Revenge
He was the man she swore to destroy.
She became the woman he couldn’t let go.
Amara Blake has one mission: take down Damien Cole, the ruthless billionaire who destroyed her father’s empire. Armed with a new identity and a plan for revenge, she infiltrates his world, determined to ruin him from the inside out.
But Damien isn’t the monster she expected. Beneath the icy walls and razor-sharp power lies a man haunted by scars, secrets, and a loneliness he refuses to admit. The closer Amara gets, the more she finds herself torn between vengeance and desire.
When one stolen kiss shatters her carefully built lies, passion ignites into something neither can control. But the truth can’t stay buried forever, and when Damien discovers who she really is, heartbreak and betrayal threaten to destroy them both.
Just as their fragile love crumbles, a darker enemy emerges, the true villain behind both their families’ ruin. To survive, Damien and Amara must fight side by side. But when the dust settles, will he ever forgive the woman who came to break him… and instead stole his heart?
Bound by the Heiress’ Revenge is a steamy, emotional billionaire romance filled with secrets, betrayal, and a love powerful enough to rewrite destiny.
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Chapter: Chapter 21Amara’s POVThe city never slept, but I felt like I had.Not the kind of sleep that healed. The kind that numbed. A heavy, dreamless state where my body collapsed because my mind couldn’t take any more. And now, sitting in the corner of my apartment with the curtains drawn, the world still turning outside, I wondered if I’d wake up from this in one piece.My chest ached, not in the dramatic way of novels and films where heartbreak is beautiful, noble. No. This was ugly. My heart didn’t break clean; it shattered into sharp, jagged fragments that kept slicing deeper every time I breathed.Damien knew.The memory looped endlessly, cruel as a whip. The look in his eyes when the truth fell between us like glass breaking on marble. The fury first, sharp and cold. Then the hurt, so raw it looked ripped straight from his bones. And worst of all, the disappointment.That gutted me.He had let me in. Against his own rules, against his better judgment, against the fortress of walls he built so c
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 20Amara’s POVThe silence between us was louder than any shouting match.Damien’s eyes, gray, sharp, stormy, were fixed on me like I was both a stranger and a threat. The man who once looked at me with quiet fascination now studied me like a puzzle he never wanted to solve. And it was my fault. Every moment, every smile, every stolen glance I had shared with him had been a lie wrapped in longing.My chest burned with the weight of the truth he had uncovered. Mara Vance. My perfect mask. My carefully built lie. My doorway into his world. The name I had clung to so tightly, thinking I could control the game.But Damien wasn’t a man who tolerated betrayal.I tried to breathe, but the air felt thick. “Damien…”“Don’t.” His voice cut across the space like a blade. Cold. Controlled. Dangerous. “Don’t say my name like you have a right to it.”The words sliced me deeper than I expected. I had imagined this moment a thousand different ways, rehearsed explanations, imagined tears, fury, maybe eve
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 19Amara’s POVThe slam of the door still echoed through my bones long after Damien was gone.I sat there in his bed, our bed, feeling like the air had been ripped from my lungs. My name. My real name. Spoken by him, not with tenderness, but with venom.No matter how many times I blinked, I couldn’t erase the image of his face. Betrayal cut deeper than any rage. He hadn’t just seen me as an enemy; he’d seen me as someone who had fooled him into believing in love.Love.The word clawed at me because it was true. Somewhere along the line, my mission had twisted into something else. Damien Blackwell was no longer the monster I’d painted him to be. He was the man who had held me when nightmares dragged me under. The man whose laughter, rare and raw, had melted every piece of ice inside me.And I’d ruined it.I stumbled out of the bed, clutching the sheet around me as if it could hold me together. His office door was still cracked open from where he’d stormed out. Papers littered the desk, th
Last Updated: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 18Amara’s POVThe sheets were still warm against my skin when I realized something was wrong.Damien’s warmth was gone.I blinked awake, the storm outside now a dull whisper compared to the silence inside. The silence was wrong, it wasn’t calm, it was heavy, like the moment before glass shatters.He was standing by the window, shirtless, the file in his hand.My blood ran cold.“Damien…” My voice cracked.He turned slowly. His gray eyes weren’t soft anymore. They weren’t curious, or calculating. They were knives.“Mara Vance,” he said, his voice sharp as broken glass. “Or should I say… Amara Blake?”The world tilted beneath me.I sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest. “I can explain.”“Explain?” He laughed, but there was no humor in it. Only rage. “Do you have any idea what it feels like to open my arms to someone, let them in, only to find out they’ve been lying since the moment we met?”I opened my mouth, but the words tangled on my tongue. Every lie I’d spun for three years unravel
Last Updated: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Chapter 17Amara’s POVI told myself I wouldn’t come back.I told myself I had left Damien Cole behind in that penthouse, standing in the wreckage of his questions, his hunger, his need for answers I could never give.But here I was.The storm outside hadn’t let up all night. Rain lashed against my apartment windows, wind howled through the streets, and I paced my living room like a prisoner with no door to break through.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him, his face tight with anger, his voice low with demand, his touch searing against my wrist when he held me. He’d looked at me like he could see straight into my soul. Like he knew I wasn’t who I said I was.And still, I wanted him.I pressed my hands to my face. “What’s wrong with me?”I should’ve been thinking about my father. About the files I’d found, about the possibility that Damien hadn’t been the one who’d destroyed him. But all I could think about was Damien’s mouth on mine, the way his presence filled every room, the way he made me
Last Updated: 2025-09-21
Chapter: Chapter 16Amara’s POVI had to stop this before it went any further.Before he touched me again.Before I forgot why I’d come here in the first place.Before my heart betrayed the memory of my father.The elevator hummed as it carried me up to Damien’s penthouse suite. I clutched the strap of my bag so tightly my knuckles ached. My reflection in the mirrored wall looked nothing like the woman who had started this mission. My eyes were softer. My mouth trembled with secrets I had no business keeping.I hated it.I hated that every time Damien looked at me, my chest tightened in ways I couldn’t control. I hated that he had begun to peel away layers I’d sworn no one would ever touch again. And most of all, I hated that part of me wanted him.When the doors opened, I forced myself to step out.He was already there, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to his elbows. The city glowed behind him like a kingdom he owned. He turned when he heard me, and my knees almost buckled under the weight of his gaze.
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
The Moon and Blood Luna
Elena, a human girl orphan with no wolf, traded away by the pack that raised her was offered as nothing more than a womb-for-hire to the most feared rulers in the world. The Crescent Blood Quadruplet Alphas.
Damien. Aiden. Kael. Lucian.
Four kings. Four brothers. Four predators who see her as a vessel, and not a mate.
The contract was sealed in blood, and now their heirs grow inside her. She was trapped in their cold palace, surrounded by whispers that she will never survive childbirth.
But when tragedy strikes, her dormant wolf awakens, not just any wolf, but the Oracle Wolf, a rare breed whispered about in myths. “You are not weak, Elena,” the voice of her wolf whispers inside her mind.
“But they all want me dead,” she breathes.
“Then let them come,” her wolf growls. “For we are the storm they never saw coming.” This marking the beginning of a destiny Elena never asked for.
Her visions of looming war, coupled with a dangerous hybrid heritage linking her to vampires, places her in the deadly crosshairs of witches, rogues, rival packs, and even the very pack that sold her.
But the deadliest threat comes wearing her own blood, Seraphina, her vampire cousin, who will stop at nothing to claim Elena’s throne and tear her away from the alphas.
Now, hunted from every side, mistrusted by her mates, and torn between the pull of her wolf and the call of her vampire blood, Elena must decide whether to fight for her place beside the alphas who despise her, or claim her own throne in a world determined to break her.
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Chapter: Chapter 6Lucian's POV I had never trusted her.From the moment the priest sealed the contract and her body convulsed under the blood-runes, I knew something was off. Not because she was human, that was obvious, but because there was a silence around her that did not belong to prey. A silence that felt… watching. Waiting.So when Damien carried her limp body back into the palace after the ambush, I was the only one who didn’t curse the rogues. My mind was already turning in another direction.Why had they targeted her? How had they known where she would be?And why, out of all the weak points in the palace grounds, had they chosen the exact path she had wandered into?I stood near the fire while the healers fussed over her. She was pale, lips trembling, the faint smell of blood clinging to her skin. Her white dress was torn at the shoulder, dark with dirt and crimson stains. She looked fragile. Breakable.But something about her made my jaw clench.She stirred, groaning softly, her eyelids flu
Last Updated: 2025-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 5 Damien’s POV It had been only days since the ritual, but I could already sense the change in her.The human girl, our contract bride, moved through the palace like a ghost, her steps unsteady, her face pale. Servants whispered behind her back, their words dripping with pity and cruelty.“She won’t last the first trimester.”“She’s too fragile.”I wanted to silence them all, but I didn’t. Not yet.From my throne, I watched her sit by the window of the great hall, clutching her stomach. Her lips were pale, her hands trembling. Morning sickness, the healer had said. A sign the ritual worked. Our children, had taken root.And yet she looked so breakable.“Pathetic,” Aiden muttered beside me. “She can’t even walk without holding her belly.”“Humans aren’t built for this,” Kael added, his tone sharp.Lucian said nothing, but his gaze followed her like mine did.I clenched my jaw. “She’s carrying the future of this pack. Show respect.”Kael scoffed. Aiden smirked. But they didn’t argue furt
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Chapter: Chapter 4Elena’s POV When I woke up, I found myself chained to the wall in my chamber, not knowing how I got there.But I still felt the pain in my arms from the syringe of last night.Suddenly the door swung opened and I knew something was wrong the moment they came for me.The guards didn’t speak as they unchained me from the wall. Their faces were stone, their eyes lowered, but their grip on my arms was iron. My legs trembled as I followed them down the endless corridor, the hem of my thin gown brushing the cold marble.I tried to ask where we were going, but my voice cracked in my throat. They didn’t answer. They never did.The air grew colder as we descended deeper into the palace. Torches burned along the walls, their flames pale blue instead of orange. A shiver crawled down my spine. This wasn’t an ordinary part of Crescent Blood Kingdom.When the doors opened, I almost collapsed.The chamber was enormous, carved entirely from black stone veined with silver. Torches lined the walls, fl
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Chapter: Chapter 3 Elena POV The throne hall was colder than the dungeons.I had been led there with no warning, my wrists shackled in delicate chains that glittered like jewelry but cut my skin if I tugged too hard. The guards walked in silence, their boots clicking against the marble floor. My heart thumped with each step, dread rising in my throat until it tasted like iron.The double doors opened with a groan.The hall stretched endlessly, banners of black and crimson hanging like rivers of blood along the walls. At the far end, four thrones stood side by side, carved from obsidian, high and sharp-backed like blades. And on them, the quadruplet alphas.I froze.They weren’t men. Not really. They were forces, carved of power and moonlight, each different but equally terrifying.Damien sat in the center, golden eyes steady and burning. His posture was straight, shoulders broad, hands resting calmly on the arms of his throne. A leader who didn’t need to speak to command silence.To his right lounged A
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Chapter: Chapter 2 Elena POV I woke up to the rattling sound of the chain on the floor.Staring outside the window, the Crescent Blood kingdom looked like something from a dream, but living inside it felt like being buried alive.Every wall glittered with gold, the ceilings so high I had to tilt my head back until it hurt. Crystal chandeliers hung like cages of light, and the floors were polished so clean that my reflection followed me wherever I went. People would think I was lucky to live in such beauty, but I knew the truth, this wasn’t a palace. It was a prison.I was not here as a guest, not as a queen, and definitely not as a woman with a choice. I was here because of the contract, because the Crescent Blood Pack had paid for me like livestock. The pack that raised me, that claimed to care for me, had sold me to these alphas without hesitation.The first night I was brought here, I slept in a bed larger than any house I had ever lived in. But I didn’t feel comfort. I felt small. Lost. Afraid. The
Last Updated: 2025-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 1Elena POV The chains around my wrists rattled with every jolt of the carriage. Iron cuffs bit into my skin, leaving bruises that would probably never fade. They weren’t silver, but I was still trapped. Shackled.The wooden floor shook beneath me as the horses dragged us closer to Crescent Blood Kingdom, the home of the quadruplet alphas. The kings.My throat tightened. Everyone whispered about them in fear, as if even saying their names might summon them. Four brothers born under the Blood Moon. Four alphas sharing one throne. Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence.And tonight, I was being delivered to them.Not as a guest. Not as a mate.As a surrogate.The Luna of my foster pack had smiled when she signed the contract. She’d kissed my cheek like a mother, as though she hadn’t just sold me. “For the good of the pack,” she had said. For the good of herself, I thought bitterly.I’d been raised under her roof since my parents died, but apparently that bond meant
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