Revenge Of The Rogue Heiress Novel Novels & Stories

Each burst temporarily blinds me, making me grip Kieran's arm tighter for stability. They scale fire escapes, lean from windows, push through barriers… all for that career-defining shot. #The runaway bride escaping with her lover while her abandoned groom rages behind her# #The heiress who chose passion over duty# #The woman who brought two dynasties to their knees in a single afternoon# This image will be everywhere within the hour. Magazines, websites, social media. It'll launch unauthorized biographies, documentary series, maybe even a feature film someday. "ELISE BLACKWOOD!" A woman reporter screams my name with raw desperation, thrusting her microphone forward. "IS THIS REVENGE FOR ALEX

" Mason Hunt? Summer seemed taken aback. To her, Mason was practically a stranger. Not only that, he left a bad impression on her because he once attempted to forcefully acquire Hartford Group. Why would he— "Summer Hartford, don't be this dumb in your next life." Rose couldn't be bothered to speak more. Flicking the lighter, she stared at the dancing flame with an excited chuckle before chucking the lighter into the room. Following an explosion, the room that was doused in gasoline erupted in flames—they licked Summer's skin, sending searing pain through her body. Heartbroken, she watched as flames engulfed Henry, who struggled in his bed. "Rose Sanderson, I will return to you as a vengeful

One of her eyes is white, blinded by the fire that raptured her. Whatever she has been through, whoever put her through all of it... there's no denying that she came out damaged beyond repair. "That's right," she says slowly, her voice raspy but now distinguishable. So much so that I can hardly believe I missed it. "It's me, the old Alpha heiress Gianna. I am the mistress of Rogues and Human mafias now. They all obey me, and now you're here." She gets to her feet, approaching me slowly. I know I should take this opportunity to fight her and get this over with, but I can't bring myself to move. All I can do is look at her, and I'm so gripped with disbelief that I can't even breathe.

He held her hands in his, while he carried Miles in his other hand. "It never gets old, just like Miles too," she looked down at her son. He was playing games on the iPad. "Seems like yesterday when I met you in that meeting," Reynold rubbed her hand. Iryna blushed. "Seems like yesterday," she looked out the window, and smiled. Life truly was a miracle. She couldn't believe after everything she went through, she finally found the happiness and peace she deserved. An orphan like her became a billionaire Heiress and now, she finally found a happy ending…

“Mabel forged documents years ago. She had stolen millions. If Jordan is recognized as the rightful heir… everything collapses. Her entire empire. Her life.” Marcus cursed viciously under his breath. Damien’s fists clenched so tightly I heard his knuckles crack. “So this was never just revenge,” Damien said, his voice dangerously low. Victor nodded slowly. “It started as revenge. But now… it’s survival.” A long, suffocating silence followed. Then Victor reached painfully into the inside pocket of his torn jacket. Every guard in the room instantly raised their weapons, the metallic clicks echoing sharply.

She could feel Noir rising within her, the silver wolf no longer afraid of the dark, but hungry for the hunt. Julian Wolfe thought he had moved the game to a board where the Rogue Luna couldn't play. He thought the rules of human law and corporate politics would protect him from the moon's judgment. She tightened her grip on her leather briefcase, her heart beating in a perfect, lethal rhythm. "Let's go to a party, Kaden," she whispered.

“They’re all so handsome. Anyway, I need to sleep. Good night.” “Bye,” Kaidora called after him. Once he was gone, she moved closer to me. “Don’t let him get into your head. Remember what I told you. Remember what you need to do.” A slow grin spread across my face. “Yes, I do.” Enter the palace. Seduce the young alphas. Find my mate. Eliminate the alpha kings. And the revenge saga— will be completed.

“I’m going to ruin him, Dad. I’m going to make him feel what you felt. The betrayal. The helplessness. I’m going to get so close he’ll think I’m his redemption. And when he loves me, when he trusts me more than anyone in the world... I’m going to take it all away.” A single, hot tear finally escaped, tracing a path through the carefully applied makeup that was part of my new armor. I brushed it away angrily. Aria Vance didn’t cry. She acted. “I have to go. The gala is tonight.” I pushed myself to my feet, my legs stiff. “It’s where we ‘meet.’ I’ll make him see me. I promise.” I turned and walked away from the grave, each step feeling heavier than the last. But with each step, Sarah Miller re

The perfect illusion. The perfect false heiress.

She fisted an arm and raised it to her chest in a salute of success. "So we've got no time to lose, huh?" Momma muttered, narrowing her eyes. She turned and began walking with swift purpose down the hall, while the three girls—Serena, Zara, and Nova—fell into step behind her without a second thought. But I just stood there, rooted to the spot. The whirlwind of information, the casual revelation of a kidnapping they had orchestrated, and the sheer, focused lethality of it all left me stunned. I guess everyone was too busy enacting a complex, multi-layered revenge to even give the new girl a proper welcome.