Novel & Cerita Reborn In Flames: The Heiress' Revenge

Hot enough to set paper aflame. He left scorching, smoking footprints on the floor with every step. Lily and Kael both took a step back. 【WARNING: S-Rank Boss, ‘The Ashen Revenant,’ has appeared. He was burned alive in a fire. He hates all living things. His ‘Flames of Retribution’ can burn even the soul to ash.】 But I smelled nothing. Felt no heat. To me, he just looked like some poor chimney sweep after a very, very bad day.

Well, now something is reborn within me. Let my hope blaze, sweet invisible light, Now it shall burn with flames, Within the eternal night, Its heat shall burn bright with a will nothing will ever tame And if I fall or rise, I will do it on my own. “I need these glamour potions and the smell inhibitor again. I have to become a new person, Stine, with a new appearance, scent everything. I was ready to once again be reborn and this time nothing would make me fall.” The angel of revenge is back and she wants flames/fire.

Rose’s POV I didn’t even realize I had moved until my knuckles were white, twisted deep into the cheap fabric of the masseuse collar. My vision was tunneling, the edges of the room turning into a blurred mess of moss covered walls and expensive aromatherapy steam. I wasn't the reborn woman anymore. I was that girl in the basement again, feeling the cold steel of the dagger pressing against my stomach. "Who gave you this?!" I screamed. My voice sounded shredded, like I had been swallowing glass. "Who? Answer me!"

Meg stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous fury. Silence consumed the office, and officer Gabby was left in a state of dilemma. He once heard that the heiress of the Song family is heartless and cold. Could he risk his life just for a cheap penny? “Didn't you hear her?” Enzo yelled dangerously. “I… I….he stammered. He felt his gut wrench as Enzo snapped his fingers. And before you know it. Hefty, dangerous men walked in. “I will speak, I will speak”. He could feel his own ragged breathing as he pleaded silently.

This is it. “Then I’ll make sure nothing goes wrong." She breathed out calmly, knowing the system has a valid point. "I didn’t claw my way back from death, probably signing my soul away just to let them win. Hamilton destroyed me once, and I’ll make sure they regret it.” She turned and sank onto the edge of her bed, her fingers trailing over the intricate patterns of the silk duvet. The system was right—there was no margin for error. Her entire life, her entire rebirth, had been leading to this moment. If she faltered now, it would all be for nothing.

"Once the imposter's gone, that room of hers? Perfect for our real sister." John and Kevin jumped in too, parroting the same vibe—no pity, no hesitation. Just raw relief like they were finally tossing out some unwanted junk. Those words didn't just hurt; they shredded what was left of her once-devoted heart. But now, Clara was back. Reborn. Standing at the very point where everything had started to go wrong. She stared at them—wolves in human skin—with a heart that had long since frozen over. There was no warmth left for these people. Just a furnace of cold hatred and deep, simmering fury... and finally, a strange kind of calm.

“But I see right through you. You’re nothing but a pretty face, and pretty faces don’t last forever. When Damien gets bored of you, and he will, you’ll have nowhere to go. But I’ll still be here.” The rage inside me exploded like a volcano. My hands shook as I stood up, towering over the older woman. She had no idea who she was really talking to. She had no idea that the girl she had tormented for years was standing right in front of her, beautiful and powerful and ready for revenge. “Watch me,” I said, my voice deadly quiet. “Watch me make Damien fire you right now.” Marianne laughed, the sound harsh and grating. “Fire me? Child, I’ve been running this household since before you were born.

And above the roar of the fire and the dizziness hitting me I saw her, my sister in the hands of my man , the man I dedicated my life to , the man I killed for. They stood together hand in hand in smiling so sweetly and I knew, it was them Fire swallowed everything: my room, my memories,the future I thought I had. My life flashed before my eyes and I realized how stupid I had been and I swore if there was a second chance I will be stronger. The last thing I saw was the ceiling collapsing ,and the last thing I felt was betrayal burning hotter than the flames. Then there was nothing. No pain. No sound. Just darkness.

Victoria fell to the ground and Benard stepped forward, pressing her head harder against the floor with his shoe. “You think I would let you slap me? Ha! You fool. You bitch.” he felt her struggle beneath him and at the same time he felt a strange thrill at the thought of killing her. Victoria closed her eyes. The desire for revenge burned in her chest, but the poison in her body and the deep cut on her stomach left her with no strength to act on it. Darkness slowly surrounded her and little by little her body began to go numb. “One day... I will find a way to take revenge on all of you. Even if I have to return as a ghost and haunt you in the darkness.” she whispered, only to hear his vicio

"Fuck you, Angelo! Fuck you and your accusations! You have no right to question me! Not after what you did! At least you didn’t catch me in our matrimonial bed fucking your uncle” His face darkened. "So this is your revenge? Fucking my family to get back at me?" A cold smile twisted my lips. "This?" I gestured to my wedding dress. "This is just the beginning. You and Bella will pay for what you did to me. I'll ruin you both." Angelo's expression changed his anger fading away, replaced by something else something like...fear. Good. Let him be afraid. Let him suffer like I suffered, he’d taste something even more bitter and painful than I did.