From Rejected Fake Heiress To Desired True Love Novels & Stories

"You must focus entirely on maintaining an appearance of absolute remorse during these two weeks, letting the elders see a prince who is willing to learn from his mistakes while your sister continues to alienate everyone with her arrogance." I turned away from the window, a genuine laugh escaping my throat as I thought about the absolute look of misery that had crossed Adella's face when the third elder had brought up her marriage prospects. She had truly believed that her victories in the trials would be enough to shield her from the reality of her gender, but she had underestimated the deep-seated traditions that had governed our people for centuries.

Then he turned, and took the other girl's hand. "Welcome home. My true bride." That was all he said. The hall exploded. "This is unreal. She doesn't actually think Lord Alexander loved her, does she?" "A fake trying to marry into a vampire House." "No noble blood, just a regular human. What is she even?" The voices cut into my ears like knives. The people who'd flattered me, who'd fawned over me, who'd tried to get close to me, every one of them stood with my family and the man I'd grown up with and helped shove me into hell.

It read: Duchess Von Keem, It is with deep regret that I must inform you that another noble is stepping in on your betrothed. She’s using her faked weak constitution to woo the crowned prince. I’m sure without me saying names you know who it is I speak of. Last night, I witnessed her forcing her lips on his. She retreated once he rejected her. She might have more tricks up her sleeve to win his heart in the future. Be wary of her faked label and title. Signed, A friend

"Back you up? As if you're worth that effort!" Little did they know that Larissa was not just some maid's daughter. She was the heiress of the wealthiest family on the globe, the Shaws. In my previous life, I only found out as I was dying that she had fallen for me at a childhood party. Knowing I was promised to others, she bravely defied her family to get close to me by pretending to be someone she was not. I would not make the same mistake in my new life. Holly and her cronies would get what was coming to them.

Mom domineering voice pierced into my ears. I looked at her. "I'm sorry,mom but I've lost my appetite so excuse me. I love the gown. And, about how I feel? Trulyyyy happy because I'd soon escape this hell."I got up. "I see you cannot wait,"she crossed her arms. Eyes boring into mine. "How impatient tho,can the heiress of Winslow be just for marriage!"she spat. My legs felt numb at her statement. "Marriage is not an achievement,dear."

Bella. Instead, he was interested in me, the adopted daughter, the so-called "fake heiress" of the Scotts. By inviting my parents, the Shaws had shown respect to the Whites, clearly signaling they were no kidnappers. Seeing the shift in mood, Bella’s face twisted with anger as she pointed at me. “I am the real daughter of the Scott family! How could she be your fiancée? She’s just an ordinary girl—she doesn’t deserve you, Percy!”

The apartment was full of books, art, music—signs of a complex personality at odds with Jane's description. "People can surprise you," she echoed his words from the night before. "Indeed they can." Something shifted in his expression—a crack in the cold facade. "For instance, I was surprised to discover my arranged bride had sent an imposter in her place. Almost as surprised as when I learned why." "Why what?" "Why Jane couldn't face me herself." His knuckles whitened around his wine glass. "Tell me, did she mention Marcus Kane when she convinced you to take her place?"

he said, each word carved from steel,"you will all be fired before you finish your lunch." Hands shook. Phones lowered. Screens were frantically cleared. But the damage was done. Everyone had seen Kai's arm around me. Heard him claim he was my fiancé. Seen Alan's reaction. To them, the dots were already connected. Julia Carter — the fake heiress begging for financial help — was now suddenly in the middle of a love triangle between her boss and a new auditor. Scandal.Louder than ever.Heavier than yesterday. Kai realized it too. "Jules…" he whispered, regret flooding his eyes. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to pull you into more trouble."

Rings that looked like they cost more than my entire college tuition glittered on every one of her perfectly manicured fingers. She cleared her throat. “Excuse me?” I forced myself to meet her eyes. My gaze snagged on the beauty mark beneath her left eye again. She flexed her hand. “My name is Selene. Selene Snowfield.” She put extra emphasis on her surname, as if it meant a lot. I frowned. That name sounded familiar… Zoe was mouthing, “Famous heiress,” at me. That had to be it, then. I managed to pull myself together enough to say, “Hello.” I’d never normally be so rude, but what was I supposed to say to the woman who’d just kissed my husband? Hi there, Selene, it’s a pleasure to meet you?

The sound of the vase shattering and my furious roar echoed through the entire hall. Hearing what I said, the crowd burst into mocking laughter. "She must be really sick in the head. First she pretended to be the richest woman's granddaughter, and now she's claiming to be the heir of the company? That's beyond ridiculous." "Exactly. Even if she was the richest woman's biological granddaughter, it's not like a woman would ever inherit the company. After all, the richest woman has two grandsons."