The Heiress Choose Madness Novels & Stories

He didn't look homeless, and one can tell from one glance that he is well-read. The truth is I was not finding any of his questions funny as I felt miserable and pained from all the embarrassment I had earlier encountered. I pulled down my shirt for him to see out of annoyance. “Here it is sir, it is a fucking birthmark and I hate it, I will gladly give you if you want it," I said in frustration. “I'm so sorry to bother you my lady, but I happen to come from London, and this mark of yours is a mark that is mostly associated with the royal family, I think if that mark is real, that you may be a princess,” he said, looking surprised at his own words.

I wonder why their Grandpa would make her, a married woman, the heiress to his household. Why not Cassie? She is still single, And she could have been the perfect choice for this. Not Blair who is also pregnant. Didn't he see her belly before writing that will? Everything upsets me now. I must get Blair back to this house.

“No. But… something's been happening. I recently started feeling my skin tingle. My chest tightens for no reason. I’ve been dreaming in colors I’ve never seen before.” He nodded slowly. “She's close. Be ready, Silver. You might think you’re cursed, but the Moon chooses carefully.” “You will never change, Tristan,” I said, parting his arm, “Stop this parables of yours before it lands you into trouble.” “This is no trouble my friend, you are just about getting something many cry and kill to get, Silver.” “I pretend I didn’t hear that, before it gets to the ears of Amara.” His words lingered long after he walked away.

"No, e. I just saw it now." "She's a daughter of a famous tycoon and a former actress. Unica hija is therefore the only heir. Graduated with latin honors in Ateneo. My cousin proposed to her but didn't answer. She said she already likes someone," he continued. I have no interest in the speaker's personal life. "He mentioned a name there in the magazine, e. I just forgot." It was a pain in the ass. I could barely understand what the speaker was saying because Harry was speaking next to me. If I only knew he's still that talkative, I should have avoided him.

"Why does everyone gravitate towards her? Both men I like are relentlessly pursuing her, even my supposed father! She effortlessly captures all the attention, all the adoration, and all the wealth. What makes her so extraordinary? I am beautiful too! I have a great body as well. I want to snatch every strand of her hair from her scalp and scorch her skin until she appears hideous!" With mounting fury, Juliette continued her tirade, her voice echoing through the room. Unfortunately, her overwhelming emotions overwhelmed her delicate condition, and she inevitably succumbed to unconsciousness. *** "Dad, are you seriously scared of Adrienne?"

It was almost 12:00 am She saved the document and closed it, feeling a small sense of satisfaction. Then, instead of shutting the laptop completely, she clicked around absentmindedly. Old files. Archived links. Things she hadn’t looked at in a long time. That was when she saw it. An old headline, saved in a forgotten folder. She clicked. The article loaded, and she laughed under her breath almost immediately. WILFRED HEIRESS CAUSES STIR AT RACING EVENT — Sources Say Billionaire’s Daughter ‘Unapologetically Reckless’

Gabert did not react at all, completely unaware that I had already removed his clothes. The comments said that in this story’s setting, the male lead would only fall for a vicious heiress. In that case, all I had to do was become one. [Splash cold water on him to wake him up later, then whip him until he kneels and begs for mercy, got it?] [Then, step on his face and make him admit he is your dog, understand?] I was taken aback. However, I nodded. I had been given a second chance, and this time, my role was a vicious heiress. I could do it!

Darrock’s hand comes to my view and he waits for me to take it as he whispers, “Your Grace.” Laughter starts in my belly, bubbling until it is a blown-out guffaw and tears stain my vision. For the next minute, the only sound that can be heard in the hall is that of deranged laughter. I can’t help myself. I always knew I was special, but this…this is simply hilarious. Imagine me, Jessamine Everhart, the mad woman, as heir to the throne of Dawn. To any throne at all. The whole world must have gone insane.

Just by discussing amongst themselves, my fate was already sealed. No one bothered to care about any input that I had. I was a girl by myself, after all, and there was no way I could go against the nine of them. So they naturally took my coins by force. Anna pouted and sweet-talked her mother into contributing another five gold coins, allowing her to purchase the Sea Maiden's Dress. "Wow, this dress is so comfortable! It's so cool and form-fitting that it feels like it's part of my own skin!" Anna exclaimed happily.

"She will come to this castle. She will need guidance. She has the power to save both our packs from destruction." My hands trembled so hard the pages shook. Was she writing about me? Then I found a page that made my blood run cold. "My son doesn't understand the danger," Althea wrote. "He works with evil men. They seek the power of the symbols. They have forced a girl named Valerie to marry my grandsons Noah and Neal. They believe she carries the magic. But they are wrong and they will never get realize it because they would have been dead. The true heiress will come later from Moonshade. She is the one we have waited for."