The Stolen Heiress's Revenge の小説・ストーリー

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

And that someone used to be Shane Ryder until Clare claimed him as hers. That night was one of the worst ones I’ve ever experienced. So I push the thought to the back of my mind. Clare is still talking my ear off about how amazing everything looks when two girls walk towards us and I immediately want to run away. It’s Megan Rose and Eden Park, Clare Haistings friends. They both look absolutely amazing in their matching satin oval green dresses and strappy heels. They’ve always matched and I thought it was childish at first then I realized that Clare encourages it only because she looks like a main character when she’s with them.They are mean girls that Clare uses to hide behind in order to k

And now, more than ever, I was determined to find out what it was. Even if it destroyed me. Author's Note Thank you so much for reading Stolen Heiress: Blood Secrets! 💖 Your support, comments, and votes mean the world to me and keep me motivated to write more. This story is just beginning to unravel, and I promise you there are so many more shocking discoveries, intense twists, and heart-pounding moments waiting ahead. If you're enjoying Celine and Lucien's journey, please show your support by voting, commenting, and sharing the story. It really helps the book reach more readers!

"I knew it, I knew you could not afford any of this the minute you walked in. Yo are a thief." My mouth fell open. "What? No! I am not a thief! I have a card I just dropped it somewhere and if you could excuse me I could go find it!" I say with a hiss, deeply offended by her accusations. “You’re not going anywhere! You theif, you’re going to learn your lesson today and I will make sure of that” she says grabbing on my wrist. “Let go of me! Get your filthy hands off of me, how dare you accuse me when you have no proof?” I spat.

Right? I straightened, my jaw setting. She thought this was over? She thought she could walk away from me, marry him, and just forget? No. No fucking way. I’d get her back. No matter what it takes. Even if I had to burn the whole world down to do it. I glanced back at the door which she had disappeared through. “Just you wait, Alexandra. I'll get you back.”

Kem was back at his hotel enjoying his time with Veronica… Veronica was the maid that planted the bomb inside of the castle… Did I do a good job daddy? Yes baby you did great… I wasn’t expecting you to do it so smoothly… They will never be able to find you.. Kem grabbed the maid an instantly started strangling her and she finally fell limp… You will never be able to tell anything my dear Veronica… Sir what do you need us to do? Clean up this mess… Get me a full damage report on the castle… We need to make sure everything is going as planned…

I press my palm against the mirror, meeting my own gaze as I hold back the tears from falling again. “You stole my life, Lea… And now, it’s time to take it back,” I whisper, my voice trembling in rage. For the first time in three years, I feel alive. There’s no longer a place for fear in my heart, because all I could think of now is revenge. I will reclaim my place and expose her lies. I will make her pay. As I turn away from the mirror, my heart feels at ease. The maid is gone… and the wife is back.

I asked. "Yes. All of it. Whatever you bought, consider it my gift to you. A way to say I'm sorry for how things ended." "Pierce, this is ridiculous," Madison hissed. "We just bought my earrings. You can't just—" "I want to do this, Madison." He pulled out his wallet, extracting his credit card with a flourish. "Scarlett deserves this. After everything, she deserves to know that I'm not the villain she thinks I am." I exchanged a glance with Salesperson, who looked like she wanted to sink through the floor. "If you're sure."

“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

That feeling irritated her more than she wanted to admit. She had returned to this life for one reason. Revenge. Not distractions. Certainly not a man with unreadable eyes and dangerous instincts. Still… Something about Adrian felt different from everyone else around her. Most people saw what they expected to see. A wealthy heiress. A composed daughter. A woman recovering from business tension within her family. But Adrian? He observed beneath appearances. And that made him unpredictable. Elaine stood near the window of her room, adjusting the cuff of her cream blouse when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts.