Her Dominant Comeback Novels & Stories

By dawn, I knew things about my ex-husband's family that they thought were buried forever and I knew exactly how I was going to destroy them. But first, I was going to become someone they couldn't touch. Someone so far above them they'd need a telescope to see me. I was going to become Isabella Morrison. And when I was ready, when I was powerful and untouchable, I was going to walk back into their world and watch them realize what they'd thrown away. Revenge is a dish best served cold. I was about to serve it ice cold.

“Julian, now that you are done with Aurora, I think you should get back all the gifts you gave to her.” “Gifts?” “While you were together, you must have spent a lot on gifts for her. Now that she has hooked up with a new sugar daddy, it's only right that she returns all of those gifts to you.” I nodded in agreement. It was time for her to return everything I gave her back. She didn't deserve even a little bit of luxury. Knowing she was self-centered, the moment I asked for them she would come crawling back, and that way I could keep her by my side as my mistress.

Well, she judges the glass first like it's offended her personally. And then she takes a first sip, like she hadn't just shattered the entire atmosphere of the reunion with her existence alone. Silence ruled the ballroom. Until suddenly, "Fuck. How is this even possible?" The curse came from near the alumni table. Everyone turned instantly. A woman stood there staring at Isabella with visible panic on her face. Claire Donovan. One of Isabella's former bullies. Back in high school, Claire had practically led the humiliation campaign after Aiden abandoned Isabella publicly.

She wasn't just wearing his mark; she was becoming the very instrument he had designed her to be. The stimulant Lucien had administered was an aggressive chemical fire, burning through the residual fog of the sedatives. It sharpened her vision until the flickering screen of the tablet—still broadcasting the slow-motion drowning of the Carter villa—felt like a direct feed into her own nervous system. She didn't feel pity for the dissolving heirlooms or the sinking foundation. She felt a clinical, hollowed-out satisfaction. The past was under a meter of silt. Now, there was only the debt.

My energy slammed directly into his chest. Damion flew backward. His body hit the stone floor hard. The impact echoed across the arena. For a moment nobody moved. Damion slowly pushed himself up and his face was full of disbelief. "What is happening?" I smirked. "The moon goddess restored me." I declared proudly. His eyes widened, not believing what he's seeing or hearing. I took another step forward. "And this time..." My power flared brighter than ever. "It's better." Rage consumed his face. "No!" He roared

Not when it came to A. “A will be back in my life,” I continued, my voice dropping lower, darker. “Aurora. Astrid. Whatever the hell they call her now—she’ll come back to me. She has to. Because she’s mine.” Her struggles weakened, and for a moment, I considered letting her pass out. It might teach her to watch her mouth next time. But no. Not yet. I still needed her. With a flick of my wrist, I released her, and she fell forward, coughing and gasping for air as she clutched at her neck.

As the show’s popularity skyrocketed, online discourse erupted, and social media was flooded with trending hashtags: #CanAnOrdinaryGirlBeWithAWealthyHeir #DoRichHeirsHaveAConscience #ShouldVictorHarlowMarryYvonneSullivan For days, these hashtags dominated the trending charts across all major social media platforms. At nearly the same time, a bizarre incident occurred on the beach where Victor and Yvonne were vacationing. A stunning aurora unexpectedly lit up the clear blue sky, seeming to align perfectly with Yvonne’s presence. The spectacle was caught on camera by tourists and went viral almost instantly.

, Eva said. Damon then noticed, the cold eyes he was missing, teh straight posture and the freezing aura around Eva. Eva had gained back her MEMORIES!!!!

She was always intimidated by his appearance, always, and she thought that there was no way that he would ever look at her, he was so much above her as she always thought, and a future Alpha. At that time, she was broken and couldn’t tell what would happen to her life, but she felt alone and abandoned, until she met Victor, one day when she was near the training ground. She always thought that there were still her parents, and it would help her feel better, but it was only worse, and that’s why she stopped training. He recognized her, because she used to go there with her parents, and one day, she listened to how she would be at their place, as a main warrior in the pack.

She grabbed the bottle she hand been drinking from before Carlos came to get her for Lucas. Her hand tightened around it, imagining it as Bella’s neck, her knuckles turning white each passing seconds. It been over a month since Bella came back, a month of not having Lucas touch her and make her scream his name like he used to do. That fucking bitch had come back and ruined her perfectly planned mission… A smirk played at the corner of her mouth and she hauled the bottle across her room, the smashing sound as it hits the wall fill her ears and she smiled. “Since you are too stubborn to leave on your own, I will just have to smash you so my plan could fall into place.”