Reclaiming Me Novels & Stories

How do I explain to a five-year-old that the man he knows as his daddy is really his daddy, but can not recall that he's his real daddy. I embrace him. “ We are. Just hold on tight. Everything is going to be alright.” I arrived at work with that urge to make things right. A part of me said if I can't have him as Sylvester, I will have him as Roman. My sister's putsch will fail at some point. I will be here when it does. I will be here to reclaim what's mine. However long that day takes.

Just leaned against the doorframe with a mug of tea in hand and a calm I both envied and needed. “I’m here if you want me in the room,” he said. I looked at him. Then at the mic. “Not this time.” He nodded once and walked away. The silence that followed was loud, but I welcomed it. I opened my notebook and read the first few lines again. // “This isn’t a confession, this isn’t revenge, this is reclamation.” I closed my eyes, pressed record and began. Still Her — Episode 1

Somewhere I might finally become someone he can't destroy. The idea grows. Takes shape. Not revenge. Not yet. But reclamation. Of myself. My power. My life. And maybe, along the way, I'll find allies who understand what it's like to survive Julian Voss. Starting with the man in the photograph. The rival who rebuilt from ashes. Damien Hale.

I whispered, tears blurring my vision once more, “I will reclaim what should have been mine too.” My name. My dignity. My truth. “I’ll clear my name,” I vowed, my smile brittle but determined, never lifting my hand from the new heartbeat growing inside me. “I’ll take back my dignity.” I drew in a deep breath, steadying myself. “I’ll make things right this time,” I promised softly. “For you… and for myself.” "I left the place, unwilling to watch their happiness any longer. Every smile, every carefree glance only sharpened the blade of abandonment already lodged deep in my chest.

It feels like a chance to reclaim a piece of my authentic self, untethered from the constraints of privilege and responsibility. Reuniting with Marvis has reignited a sense of optimism within me, prompting me to look forward to the possibilities of rejuvenating a cherished bond. The prospect of rediscovering our shared camaraderie fills me with a deep sense of gratitude and humility, reminding me that amidst the trappings of fortune, it's the genuine connections that truly enrich our lives.

It went back, and the others refigured. I sank on my knees and could hardly breathe. "Kaia!" Malek clapped for me. “How did you achieve that? I don’t know. I was trembling in my voice. They are not able to boss me like they used to do. Once more the Reclaimers worked in perfect coordination. This time, I did not run. I woke, and violet-blue light ran in my skin like living veins. “I am not yours,” I said, and was startled at the firmness of my voice. “I am not your code.”

Not until I knew the truth. Not until I had my life back. Not until I had my name cleared. Not until I had my family, whatever that truly meant. The old shipyard waited. And I was going to meet my past head-on.

“You know what, I am done.” “That would mean giving up.” “I am not giving up on finding love, I am giving up on the app.” “I've heard that before.” Irene teased. “This time's for real,” to prove my point, I brought out my phone and disabled the account before deleting the app. “Wow, you really mean it.” “Did anything happen while I was away? Did anyone come to see me or,” I changed the topic. “There was a letter, I'd go get it.” “A letter?” I asked in surprise.

"The properties that should have remained with my family were taken after the merger." She looked toward the city skyline. "Everyone believed the story they were told." "But I know there is more to the truth." For the first time, her name was spoken aloud. Samantha Sterling. Once, she had shared a future with Ryan. Now she had returned to uncover what really happened—and to make those responsible answer for the past. She picked up her phone and dialed a number. "The first stage is complete," she said calmly. "We move forward tomorrow." She ended the call without waiting for a reply.

Neomi shook her head slightly “I thought so too” Camila’s voice was quieter now “But if it is him…” I finished it “Then this isn’t just revenge” Daniil’s grip tightened around the pendant again “It’s reclamation” Silence followed Heavy Unavoidable Because now we understood This wasn’t just someone coming back to hurt us This was someone coming back to take something they believed was theirs I straightened slightly, my focus locking in “Then we don’t just fight him,” I said Daniil looked at me