The True Heiress Slays Novels & Stories

Useless fools who don't deserve to live! I always knew she wasn't simple, ordinary girl. There must be something else. And guess what? That slut was the heiress of the Valler organization, her brother the most powerful man alive. Tsk. They just had to make things even more complicated. But I will never give up, I will never admit defeat, I will never bow down to that Valler wench! I'll suck my blood and dry my bones until the moment I lay my eyes on the devil dragging her to hell. Give up my glory? Hah! OVER. MY. DEAD. BODY.

She was stunned as she was not sure if Adrian would go this far. "Wait! Adrian would not do that. He might be a monster. He might have killed me in the most brutal way. But you are his blood too. Hayden and Adrian share the same blood. And you are the only heiress to his throne." Eve questioned Dabria in a low tone. She was just too surprised to agree with Dabria's words.

I'm an Alpha, an heiress, and a well-brought-up lady. "A heiress indeed. A heiress without a land or pack. And - if you are well brought up as you claimed, how come you rushed at my manhood the moment you had the chance?" "I don't have a choice. " "Nobody put knives to your throat." "Yes, but things were more complicated than they appeared to you."

He said that there is more toil. "What do you need from me?" Saint promised weakly. "We want your power! Your position! And your wealth. And Deus wants to know where the hell is the mafia heiress." Mafia Heiress? Savienna is the real mafia heiress. But I am still claiming it as me because that's what they thought too. "Okay, I got what I wanted. Now I need to erase you to keep your mouth shut." Because of what Saint said, I saw a strange fear that enveloped Gayle's entire being.

My grip faltered. Alina fell to one knee, panting. And the First Heir laughed. “You bleed. You tire. But I do not. You will fade, lovers. And I will rise.” I looked at her. She looked at me. Then we nodded. One last chance. I threw her the Queen’s Fang. She caught it mid-air, spun, and drove it through the First Heir’s chest. The scream he let out split the Veil in two. Light erupted—pure, golden light. The Veil cracked, the gray burning away. The shadows were pulled inward like smoke into a vacuum.

One of the head guards answered with uncertainty evident in his quivering voice, clearly not knowing how else to handle their present predicament. "Kim! What the hell happened there?" Corentin asked, turning to face the girl who had been tight-lipped this entire time. “I…I…don't know boss, when I got in Dion Genovese was unconscious and his sister told me that he had tripped and hit his head while entering the room. She had her brother's gun and turned it on me, demanding that I release her" she made clear and the next thing she knew, she was struggling to breathe as Corentin wrapped his hands around her neck in an attempt to snuff the living daylight out of her.

His lips quivered as he opened his mouth. “Y…you…a...are…” He stuttered and looked scared. “Summer Astley.” She cleared his doubt and placed her finger on the trigger, about to shoot him any second. All the hostages were shocked and looked at each other's faces. The girl standing in front of them was Summer Astley, the only heir of the Astley family. And it just meant that the tigress was back in the game to conquer her kingdom when no one had expected it to happen for their name was last heard almost 7 years ago.

She didn’t even notice Lauren at first. Lauren opened her mouth to speak, but something in Rosa’s tone made her pause. “So, Lauren isn’t the Dean family’s heiress,” Rosa said, her voice lowered but still clear enough in the quiet stairway. “The real heiress is Tessa.” Lauren’s body froze instantly. It wasn’t just the words. It was the tone. Her fingers tightened slowly around the railing, her knuckles turning faintly pale as she stood there, unable to move. “That’s it,” Rosa continued, completely unaware of Lauren standing right behind her. “I need to get Curtis and Tessa married again.”

And just like that, my identity as the fake heiress was exposed. One after another, my conquest targets fell for Evelyn. A single word or a tear from her could instantly reset their affection scores for me to zero, turning all their past warmth into pure malice. Even today, as Evelyn chose to marry William, the other two targets vowed to remain unmarried for life just to honor her. There was no need to wait for my birthday. I'd already failed my mission. "System, can I choose to end my life now?" The system was silent for a long time before answering me.