Romans & histoires Revenge Of The Rogue Heiress Novel

Every movement etched into memory, every step a challenge he couldn’t resist. “Interesting,” he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. “She will be… trouble.” Aurelia returned to her chambers, chest still tingling with adrenaline, a small, satisfied smile tugging at her lips. She was alive. Reborn. Bold. Fearless. And no one—not her sister, not the Alpha Prince, not even the Rogue King—knew the true force she carried. She had seven days. Seven days to prepare, to plan, to turn the tide of fate.

"The last time we spoke, you said you had a plan." The Violet standing before him was not the same woman he knew five years ago. That Violet was gone. This Violet was calculated and dangerous, like an erupting volcano ready to destroy anyone in her path. She was smart, calm, and relentless—a force to be reckoned with. Her every action was driven by one goal: revenge. "She is the plan," Violet said, pointing at the young woman. "Tell me, what’s your name?" Before the woman could respond, Riele interjected, "Her name is—"

"SEE! His new company just went public. He collapsed ROB and took over the projects that belonged to YOU! You know how hard your father worked for those projects! Just look at him, all smug and cocky while you lie here in this hospital, wishing to die! MARCIA, I'M ASHAMED OF YOU! If you seek revenge, I will help you with everything I have, but if you want to just waste away in this hospital, I won't come back after today! NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU BUT YOURSELF!" Finally, a tear slipped from the corner of Marcia's eye as she watched the impeccably dressed man on the screen, filled with hatred. She grabbed Calvin's hand tightly, her voice sharp. "I WANT REVENGE! I WANT REVENGE! Calvin, please help m

plan. The rogues were unlike anything I had encountered before, they didn't fight like mindless starving beasts, instead they were disciplined - coordinated - and more strategic. I had fought so many battles, but this? This wasn't a battle, it was an execution. They obviously had a leader. And I had a damn idea who it was. I clenched my fists, ignoring the severe pain in my ribs. That bastard had finally made his move. Damon. He was taking his revenge because I had stolen everything. I had stolen his mate, stolen his pack, everything, I had torn his world apart and now he wants to do the same to me. I rode out the next morning despite my injuries. My fingers curled into fists, ignoring the

I looked at Richard again. “Ms Cherry, I guess it’s just best you enter into the car with me and allow me to take you to your moths to get all the answers to your questions.”I entered into the limousine without thinking twice because I needed answers to your questions I needed to see the face of the man and woman who abandoned me. I was taken into a very large mansion. It was so big and luxurious. It was bigger than Leonard’s mansion. As I stepped out of the limousine,Richard guided me into the house.

Kayla POV The hall shook as Rogan’s power slammed into mine like a crashing wave. Sparks lit up the air, sizzling where his darkness clashed against my energy. Every hair on my body stood on end as the heat of his rage rolled toward me. “You think you can defeat me you little bitch?” Rogan sneered, his voice sharp and cruel. “You’re nothing but a broken girl with no place here.”

She bolted up from the bench and started screaming, calling for her. “Saffron!... Saffron! Please don’t do this to me! I can’t accept this money! It’s–” “Then give it to me,” a young guy who was jogging past stopped in front of her while beaming. “Get lost!” Anny yelled and started looking around for Saffron. “You said you don’t need the money. I need it. My girlfriend left me for a wealthy classmate. I want to seek revenge on her by taking her best friend shopping.”

I longed to tear them apart with my own claws, to make them pay for what they had done—not just to my Mamita and to Elliot, but what Hestia did to Zarion as well. Blood, brutality, vengeance. Those three are singing in my veins now, and it sends me raw happiness that I can finally end Hestia and her Rogue at this very heartbeat. I don’t need to wait for tomorrow’s duel arranged by the Chancellor. I can fucking cut her head off, here and now. Hestia and her Rogue, who she called Vereena, landed on the trunk of the tree as Bridgette and I yeeted them from the ground and sent them flying in the air. A crack of bones from their back sent me smiling.

“Were you a writer before? You seem to have a good grasp on how romance stories should start. Only, this isn’t a romance story but a mystery thriller.” “I’m just good at anything,” here he was again with his overflowing self-confidence. “But remember this, Maddy. You can’t allow yourself to fall in your own trap. If you want your revenge plan to be perfect, you shouldn’t feel anything for him. Though I’m confident you won’t because he was a big traitor who deserved no mercy, I still want to remind you in case you lose your track.” “I won’t lose my track,” I was dead sure I wouldn’t. I would never forgive the people who were the reason for my family’s demise.

And landed directly on my chest. Pain shot through me. But instead of breaking me It unlocked something deeper. My eyes glowed silver. The air exploded outward with force. All attackers were thrown back violently. The traitor crashed into a pillar. When the dust settled I was no longer standing as the confused girl from the pack. I stood at the center of the throne room. Power radiating from my body. The throne had chosen. The bloodline had awakened. The traitor stared at me in shock. “You cannot control that power.”