Billionaire Heiress Strikes Back Novels & Stories

she said, a faint, distant smile touching her lips as she recalled those difficult times. "I was preparing myself for the worst when I received a phone call from a stranger named Graham. He introduced himself as the butler of a late man named Harold Khan. According to Graham, Harold Khan was a billionaire who had died and, strangely, left everything to me. I didn't want to believe it at first, but Graham paid off my Nana's bills and even paid for a hotel for me to stay in."

Then she turned on her heel and walked away, Alfred trailing behind her. I stood there for a moment, my heart pounding and my hands shaking. I hated how much power she still had over me, how easily she could get under my skin. But I wasn’t going to let their words get to me. I was bigger than that. Nevermind,I think I know what to do. Out of how occupied I was, I had reduced my effort on getting back at her. Perhaps this billionaire title I carried around had gotten into my head which led me to forgetting the necessary thing to do. But it's high time I changed that.

I glared at her, my voice getting sharper with each word, "Wasn't you the one who wanted to see her suffer? Well, she has flipped the script. You're out of your mansion, struggling to find the best place for yourself while she's about to be the bride of the richest man in the country!" I slammed my glass on the table. I hate thinking about this, and today, speaking out so loudly about this bitter truth made my heart burn. She inherited all her mother's billion-dollar wealth, but she ruined it because of her stupidity. At that time, she was naive. But now, she's cunning. She's becoming smarter. And inheriting the wealth that she wasn't supposed to have. She hasn't reached my level yet, but su

“Oh, I feel bad for you, Nathaniel, because this two-faced bitch has you wrapped around her fingers......No, actually, I feel bad for you, Serena, because this man—I mean, this little boy is just a coward who hides behind his family’s wealth. Deep down, he knows he’s nothing without it. And he’s never satisfied with something. He will eventually grow tired of you, too. And I will be there to enjoy that day. The day another woman would make you suffer, just like you made me, Serena.” “You’re all hypocrites. If you think I’ll just stand by and let you destroy my life, you’re kidding yourself. I’ll make sure to destroy yours first. I will let everyone know how a popular model slept with her sis

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

They laughed while I ate. They poisoned the desserts I loved. They smiled as they watched me grow softer, slower, easier to erase. On the night of my engagement they slipped death into my champagne and walked away richer. I woke three years earlier in the same soft body, the same hungry mouth, and the same circle of smiling traitors. This time I do not shrink. I eat what I want. I race motorcycles until the world learns my name in smoke and rubber. And I set my sights on the one man who ever treated me like something precious—the billionaire uncle of the fiancé who murdered me. I will seduce him until his careful control shatters. I will take his power, his protection, and his body

She hurried over, trembling, and tugged at my sleeve. "Miss, please just back down…" Kylie Mack's voice shook like a leaf. "She really is the Stone heiress, the richest man's only daughter. He spoils her rotten. The last time someone talked back to her, they got fired the next day and blacklisted from the entire industry…" I raised an eyebrow and looked at the arrogant woman in front of me. The Stone heiress? The richest man's only daughter? I immediately pulled up her livestream on my phone and saw her name.

Headlines blaring across the bottom. ‘The Billionaire Heiress Returns.’ Somewhere deep in the forgotten part of Manhattan, a single light bulb swung from the ceiling, flickering on and off -each flash revealing fragments of obsession. A wall - covered. Photo after photo of Scarlett Monroe. Scarlett stepping out of her car. Scarlett at a business gala. Scarlett with Cassian. Scarlett at the funeral. Each image was connected by thin red strings, webbed together in a pattern that made no sense- or perhaps too much sense.

“Threats, over and over again Logan. That’s not like you. You’re usually more… subtle.” I let go of her arms with a sharp shove, stepping back. My fists curled tight at my sides. “I prefer you leave here right now before I forget I’m a gentleman.” She smoothed her dress like nothing happened, but her eyes glinted. “You can’t hide forever, Logan. Plus..I'm not scared of a man I once had begging me to stay in his life. Your little billionaire girlfriend will find out. And when she does...I'll be there to watch your downfall…” She trailed off, smiling, before walking down the hall like she’d already won.

Probably calling his lawyers, planning his counterattack. Let him. I’d spent two years being small, being quiet, being the wife he wanted me to be. But that Aria was gone. I was Aria Myles now. Billionaire heiress. CEO of a manufacturing empire. A woman who’d walked away from everything once and survived. And this time, I wasn’t walking away. I was taking back everything that was mine. My company. My name. My life. Jason Hartley had no idea whom he’d married.