Novel & Cerita Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers

The questions gnawed at me, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand—stopping Emily and Jessica. My daughter’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Turn left here, Auntie Sarah!” she directed, her small finger pointing at the map. Sarah followed her instructions without hesitation, the car weaving through the less crowded back roads. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the last touches of mascara. I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the car mirror. Gone was the scared, broken girl from six years ago. I had transformed myself—physically, mentally, and professionally. I was no longer the weak victim. I was Susan Davidson, the rightful heir to the Davidson Corporation.

He brought the medicinal paste that he had prepared in autumn from the fattest prey. The chieftain finally recovered within three days. I felt relieved that the chieftain was alright. Sean did not have to go out if that was the case. The pregnant females in the tribe began giving birth in the first month of winter. The tribe's females had strong bodies; they could give birth smoothly as long as they were well cared for. However, it was not the same case for Autumn. She had been pregnant with the offspring of the serpent man in her past life. Serpent offspring came from eggs, so Autumn also gave birth to eggs back then.

He was a good actor and smooth talker, surely he would be able to persuade her parents about her death. It made her even more sure to go along with her initial plan. That day, after she was done with her checkup, the doctor said she would be able to go home the next day. However, she didn’t know exactly where she would go at the moment, she had no money and no passport. She could contact her family back home and got Christian judged, but it would be too easy. She wanted to take revenge on him, having him jailed immediately wasn’t satisfactory enough. As she was thinking about it, something that had been buried on the back of her mind resurfaced. She knew someone who lived in Athens. Someone

At the same time, the live comments streamed past my eyes. "This fake heiress is disgusting. She's been reckless with herself and is now trying to pass off her baby onto the real heiress!" "Yvonne, don't trust her! Go to the hospital and get your uterus removed so Melanie's baby can't get inside you!" I shivered and pulled my hand away. "No, thanks. I'm not interested in that kind of stuff." Melanie's smile turned smug. "Really? Are you sure? This new guy's way better than any man you've known. I promise, once you try him, you'll never forget it."

“You are heir to more than Sterling blood. You are heir to the forgotten throne. Heir of the goddess cast aside.” Her throat tightened. “No… I’m just—” “You are the flame reborn,” the spirit interrupted, voice fierce. “And the world will bow. Ash to ash. Fire to fire. You will rise, or you will burn.” The fire surged higher, enveloping her in light. She felt heat course through her veins, fierce but not destroying. It was power. Claiming her. Becoming her. Tears blurred her vision. “I can’t—” “You already are,” the spirit whispered. “Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.”

" She finished off. "Wait, I don't understand. What do you mean by, 'I'd be one soon?'" I questioned, cocking my head to the side. She sighed, and placed her hand on mine. Almost jerking at how warm it felt, I waited for her response. "You're a powerful girl, Reene. An Alpha and witch queen's blood, runs in your veins. If we eventually defeat Dennison, we'd merge Redwood and Hezen together." And she paused, looking at me intently.

This is the voice of a woman who's died and been reborn, who knows exactly what she's fighting for. "As of this moment," my gaze sweeps across the room again, holding each person's eyes for a beat longer than comfortable, "I'm taking control of Blackwood Tech. My father's tenure as acting CEO is over. The company my grandfather built, the company my mother inherited, will be returned to its rightful heir. Me!" The silence that follows is deafening. No one moves. No one breathes. They're all waiting to see what happens next, waiting to see if my father will fight back or if Kieran's presence has truly neutered him.

Behind her, she could hear Marian and Zoe returning their attention to the television. Within seconds, they were laughing again. Amber kept walking. When she reached her room, she closed the door behind her quietly. Then she walked toward the window. The massive estate stretched before her. Beautiful. Expensive. And built partly with money that should have belonged to her mother. Her fingers tightened around the gown. Sixteen years ago, they threw her away, now they wanted her back. Amber looked toward the skyline beyond the estate walls. A faint smile touched her lips.

I gasp — but he holds me steady. “You were reborn for a reason, Aurelia.” My eyes widen. Reborn. He knows. “How—” “Your soul remembers what the world has forgotten,” he interrupts softly. “You are Silverbane’s true heir… and something far beyond that.” His gaze darkens like a stormcloud: “You think this is about a crown? A festival?” He shakes his head. “No. You are the key to a war older than kingdoms.” Fear coils deep in my belly. “What war?” I ask.

“You wanted to meet her. You’ve met her. Now what?” Dorian sighed. “You know why I summoned you, Nova. That child is no ordinary heir. She is the source. The one the prophecies speak of. The rebirth of the Flameborne.” “She’s a child,” Liam spat. “She deserves a life.” Dorian looked at him coldly. “She is life now. The new flame. And she belongs to the Circle.” Nova’s fists burned. “I will burn this city to the ground before I hand her over.” Dorian nodded slowly.