First Loves Return Heiress Strikes Back Novels & Stories

Killian stood up, holding her hands. Lilian yanked her hands away. “Was that why you came out here to see Heidi? Tell me, are you in love with her instead of me?” “Can't you act your age, Lilian? How can Killian possibly fall for me?” Heidi stood as well, ready to go down to the house. Lilian glared. “Because you have a secret charm to lure rich men. Don't think I don't know your secret, Heidi. Wasn't that how you've attracted and dumped Steve Anderson?”

"I have to. Because if the worst happens, I need you to know that loving you was the greatest honor of my life. That every moment with you was precious. That I regret nothing." Tears stream down my face. "I love you so much it hurts." "I love you more." We hold each other under the stars, stealing what might be our last peaceful moment together. Then, at midnight exactly, the ground begins to shake. A massive crack appears in the sky—darkness bleeding through reality itself. And a voice that sounds like a thousand nightmares speaks: "I AM RETURNED. BRING ME THE SUPREME ALPHA WHO DARES CLAIM MY THRONE. BRING ME MIRA STONE, AND I WILL MAKE HER DEATH QUICK. RESIST, AND EVERYONE SHE LOVES DIES S

I started the car, and zoomed off with one destination in mind- my penthouse. Throughout the ride, Inez didn’t say a word. But I caught her stealing glances at me at intervals, and it made me feel good. Inez Frednand Turner, the heiress and only daughter of the most powerful family in the entire continent of Europe was back. And even if she had no memories of the past- even if she had no idea that I was her fiancé before the accident- I was fine with it. She was back, and that was the most important part. Now I had the mission to find out who caused the accident eighteen years ago.

It sounded like a cruel mockery of me, like he was amused by my pain. He took both of my hands into his. “I know I hurt you but you can't stay mad at me forever. I am your first love, you know what they say about first loves. I know you love me Alina, I know you always will” He continued smiling while I jerked my hand out of his grip. I was breathing rapidly and I felt my palm connect hard with his cheek. It felt good, really good. “Leave now before I call security” I managed to choke out between my teeth.

As I stepped into my role as heiress, I vowed to honor the legacy of generations past while forging my own path towards a future defined by resilience, strength, and unabashed authenticity. In the hushed quietude of the night, Eva Torres paced the plush carpet, the air thick with a nervous energy that prickled her skin. Her reflection in the gilded mirror showed a stark contrast – the woman she knew, clad in sensible cotton pajamas, battled with the image she sought to portray. Tonight, silk whispered against her skin, a luxurious departure from the usual comfort. The delicate fabric clung to her curves in a way that was both foreign and exhilarating, the coolness a stark contrast to the hea

he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, yet it echoed in Elena’s ears like a solemn vow. Elena’s breath caught in her throat as she met his intense gaze. “He was my first love,” she confessed. “Will I ever be able to move on from this betrayal?” The man’s eyes softened, and his hand gently cupped her cheek. “He might be your first, but certainly not the last. If you give yourself a chance, you might find someone who would treat you as the center of his world.” His voice was low, as though trying to hypnotize her in the depths of his hazel orbs. An intensity that made Elena unable to look away.

She smiled bitterly as she let go of it. "Hahaha! Me? I'm still the pitiful Alysia. Who was Benedick's first love huh? Isn't it me? Yes, I know he's your fiance but it's something you refuse because you don't want him now when he loves me. I'll just find out why you're married Alysia? Are you so desperate! You're just using Benedick to get revenge." Nikki continued speaking.

If I had the choice, I would have married Serena, a sexy model who matched my ideal type instead of this abomination. Astrid stood there, arms crossed, with a small smile on her face, as if she was enjoying our reactions. This wasn’t the woman I married. This woman looked like she didn’t give a damn about anything anymore. My gaze swept over her, stopping at her neck. My breath hitched when I spotted something I didn’t expect. Hickeys? Those were kiss marks. Marks that I hadn’t kept there! “You bitch!” Olivia screamed, finally getting over the shock as she matched towards her, but before she could slap her, I grabbed my sister’s hand.

Killian's assurance. "I'm just afraid, what if I'm not the one you love and still your ex-fiancee? Especially now that she's back and I feel like she still loves you," "Even if she still loves me, nothing will change. You are the one I love. So don't think about it. Chandria is part of my past while you are my present and future." said the young man. Hailey smiled at what he said. He just wants assurance that Killian loves her especially now that the woman he first loved is back.

“Let’s build our future and a family, if that’s still what you want.” “More than anything,” he breathed against my lips, and before I knew it, I was engulfed in his embrace, where fear and hope collided beautifully. The tapestry of what was to come unfurled before us a new chapter, hand in hand. As I pulled back, a sudden thought struck me. “Oh! We should come up with a plan to get my company back from Becky and Louisa! I need to regain control!” His laughter danced like music in the air. “Let’s take this one day at a time, heiress. We’ve already made so many enemies. Never forget you still have your father to contend with.”