Her Gilded Revenge For Stolen Fate Novels & Stories

"The Golds are maids? Does that even make any sense to you?" "You should know, young mistress, that I have been searching for you for years. So I have proof. Enough of it. They thought they'd taken everything you and your parents owned. But what they stole was only just a percentage of your real wealth. I've been searching for you to reclaim your throne as the last heiress of the Delacroix."

As the Grey Pack warriors regained their senses, the ceiling of the chamber began to groan. "The square is collapsing!" Leo shouted, grabbing the Oracle. We scrambled back toward the tunnel, but as I reached the exit, I looked back at the Hearth. Standing in the center of the crimson fire was a figure. It was Jackson. Not the monk, and not the Huntsman. It was the man from the "Gilded Lie"—the Grand Vizier with the golden eyes and the "Perfect" smile. He was holding a shard of the silver-glass heart I had melted in the Foundry.

There was no progress on their revenge plan at all and it was annoying her and the other family members. The whole family had been suspecting that Amber was not trying to help them, but instead she was trying to use them. "Whose side are you on?…for all we know you live in the Stark Villa." Wade Duhamel asked in a tone that was unfriendly. Amber was annoyed with the Duhamel's questions and demands, but on the outside she let out a smile as she looked at the faces around her and said. "Patience… you'll get your revenge on Arthur Stark soon." She assured. But deep down she knew that that was somewhat impossible, now that Elena was also living in the stark Villa. If she was not careful, she mig

With his arm now restrained and the dagger unmoving in his hand, Chester’s eyes grew even more vicious as he attempted to continue trying to attack Gerald! At that moment, Gerald—who was still bleeding profusely from his wounds—suddenly clenched his teeth before shouting, “Have you already forgotten that you wished to atone for your sins, Chester?! Don’t let Tiara continue using you to commit more crimes!” Hearing that, Chester seemed to become momentarily stunned. It was then when the jade pendant Gerald had on him—that had been dyed red due to all his blood—suddenly began glowing strangely… Before anyone could react, a golden light suddenly shone out of it!

He’s betting on me flinching. She didn’t. She opened her defenses and let him in. The crowd lurched as his forces tore through her outer ring. Victory banners flickered in anticipation. Then his spear hit empty space. Her command node had never been there. It rose behind his lines, hidden inside the very districts he’d abandoned to stabilize himself. A ghost fortress. Untouchable until now. The simulation froze. Total control achieved. Winner: Calder, Nyx. For a heartbeat, the academy forgot how to breathe.

"Naturally. Devastatingly. You’ve spent months trying to turn yourself into a ghost, Elara, but you were born to burn. Even in these rags, you look like the only thing in this city worth owning." I felt her shudder against me, her hands coming up to rest on my chest not to push me away, but to steady herself as her knees gave out. For a heartbeat, the revenge, the uncle, the company... it all vanished. There was only the scent of cherries and the heat of the woman I had hunted across the world. "Tonight," I murmured, my grip on her waist tightening until there wasn't a hair’s breadth of air between us, "the world sees what I see. They wanted a pawn. I’m giving them a Goddess."

I shoved it into a dark corner with the force of a scream I couldn't let out. Naked, I stood in the center of the room, my skin prickling with cold and a deep, soul-shaking shame. I caught my reflection in the mirrored closet doors. The woman staring back was a stranger. Her eyes were wide, haunted, her face pale. Her body was covered in the faint marks he’d left on her skin—the love bites that now looked like brands of ownership, the slight redness on her wrists from where he'd held her. They were trophies of my foolishness.

"I'll call Dwight right now! That kid has gone too far. How could he secretly top up so much money?" Even as she spoke, she had already dialed the number. She turned and walked toward the balcony, deliberately closing the door behind her. Through the glass, I eavesdropped on her phone call. "Dwight, it's me. That idiot Glenn blew a million on game top-ups. But there's a way to get it back—maybe even more." She paused briefly. "Right, you just stick to the story and say it was you who secretly topped up. "What's there to worry about? With me handling things, that idiot Glenn won't suspect a thing. Seriously, the money he earns is rightfully ours anyway. Once we get this refund, you'll have mo

That I need to fight to give our pup the life she deserves. The next morning when I wake up I find that Ruby and Garnet are still beside me. I wake them, and see that their eyes too are red and swollen. We get dressed and enter the living room. The bodies are gone but the bloodstains are still visible. The smell of blood is still overwhelming. An enormous bout of anger washes over me. I seek revenge. Encouraged by Aminta, I decide to go and look for Ahriman, Ruby and Garnet join me. I know that Zared hasn’t killed him because I would have felt them mate bond break. “He’s ours to kill,” Aminta growls.

He must have thought it was Gerald who entered because he was busy making out with a lady who had her back to the door. “I– I’m sorry, I will– gasp!” Saffron gasped, it felt as though a thunderbolt went off in her mind when the lady looked back at her. It was Celina! Caspian’s dead fiance! The love of his life! And the lady who hates her more than anyone else in this world!