روايات وقصص ضمن Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Carissa countered, "What can her retribution erase? What can it bring back? The evil deeds she's done will always exist. The dead won't come back to life. You think she's pitiful, Florence, but she was only rejected by my dad. She still lived in incredible luxury. Some people yearn for things their entire lives, but she received what she wanted without effort. Others could have sacrificed everything and still not afford even a table in Harmony Palace. "She was the favored daughter of King Augustus, and was blessed with boundless fortune and riches. Her life has been smooth sailing, and the only setback she faced was wanting someone she couldn't have. You say she loved my dad more than my mom

I sat in the red dress he had never noticed and watched the wax drip onto the tablecloth. Three years ago, I had run from an arranged marriage to a man I'd never met. I fled my southern home all the way to the distant North, only to be ambushed by rogues. Aiden pulled me from the mud, half-dead, and we looked at each other and knew — fated mates. I hid my wolf and called myself an orphan, because if my family found me, they'd drag me back and hand me to a stranger. Aiden gave me a home. I gave him everything else — his pack's finances, the trade routes, the deals I wrote and let him take credit for. In three years I had built his pack from mid-tier to the top of the northern circle, standing

"The formal rejection was the second act. The first was ensuring you were paired with someone who could be instructed." She absorbed this. The idea that the pull she had felt toward Cole which she had believed, at its most generous interpretation, to be the universe's genuine and somewhat inexplicable choice had been a managed illusion. A redirection. A decoy built from council architecture and an ambitious young wolf who was willing to be used. It should have felt like relief. In some ways it did. In other ways it felt like standing in a room where every wall turned out to be a painted backdrop. "Why?" she asked. "What does a Sovereign Match to the Holt line threaten?"

No one knows how he could become a vegetable overnight. After my father's illness, he passed down all and every of his inheritance in the name of Jewel Empire, the most Prestigious company, down to my name. I became his heiress, a beautiful youngest billionaire but all these responsibilities come with a great price. I couldn't keep up with the pace. I am an internally ill lady. A meek one at that. So I made the biggest decision of my life.

Majority of Packs rejected and denied his request for alliances in regards of Alana’s past. Most of them didn’t want anything to do with him because he had a Luna who was nothing more of a stripper. No power , no links or connections , no royalty …..just ass and poles. On several occasions, Alana asked him if she could step down as Luna so that he’d regain his pride and dignity, but all he’d say is ” I don’t care what they say… I’m I love with you and I’ll let the world burn for you.” He’d pull her close, as if the weight of the world meant nothing compared to holding her.

A hollow, broken sound. Up until now, Isabella felt like her entire life had been a joke. To stay in the same city as Gabriel, she had pushed herself endlessly in school to enter the same university. To please him and his family, she had given up her dream of becoming an actress. To match his status, she had even left her adoptive parents and returned to the Hartley family, awkwardly trying to please people who had always felt like strangers. And in the end, all she received was one sentence:

She had even been accepted into Stanford University with the highest score. Romantically, life was smooth sailing throughout high school, where she dated Daniel, and they were blessed by their parents. However, her life took a nosedive from its peak into an abyss-not just any abyss, but hell itself. With the true Wilson family heiress's return, Jasmine, the counterfeit, became a pariah, vilified by all, tumbling from her pedestal into abysmal depths. First, she was cast out by the Wilsons, followed by scandalous headlines that tarnished her reputation. Next, she was disgracefully discarded from her engagement by the Douglas family, earning the scorn of the masses.

The elders, after some coercion, finally decided to tell me what little they actually knew about where Lilia and George took residence. They claimed that Lilia just wanted a small piece of land for her own, and promised to keep herself secluded and away from others. She told them that she didn’t want to create problems for me or anyone else in the pack by being seen regularly. Those old fools actually bought her story. How they couldn’t see that she wanted a hideout more than anything else was beyond me. Lilia could be convincing though, I suppose. After all, for a long time, she had us all convinced that she was the lost Auburn heiress, even though in truth, the heiress was always Cara.

She was more beautiful and all the boys admired her as well instead of me. I was so happy the moment William rejected her in front of everyone in school. That was my perfect opportunity to force my way into Williams's arm so I could become the queen and rub it in her face, but fortunately for her, she decided to run away like the coward that she was. I made my way down the pack house, pointing to one of the guards to drive me there. I didn't want any sun touching my face. The guard drove me to her house and parked the car outside as I instructed him to wait for me until I was done.

He clearly didn’t know who I was, which was a relief, but as soon as he found out … How was he going to react then? “My father is dead. My mother is the Dutchess of Ironmoon.” As I said the words, his eyes grew wide, and I was convinced he now knew who I was. The daughter of a traitor. I was also convinced he would reject me on the spot. “I accept your rejection, your highness.” I slowly bowed my head trying to save myself from the huge heartache of being rejected by the prince.