True Heiress Revenge Novels & Stories

He gazed at me. “Oh, you are the famous Alanna Clarkson, won't say I am impressed, I am Lucas Vogue; the vogue lady son and the heir to this empire,” Of course, an entitled, spoilt rich kid who feels the world should cater to their inadequacy. “It is a pleasure,” I simply said, even though it wasn't, I could see his eyes trailing after me and that would make the creepy elderly man who was still staring at me, his father. The Vogue Lady's husband. When the Vogue lady talked about him and how he paused his life to support her, I didn't take him for a creepy old man. Maybe Angela was right on how one should never meet their hero.

"I've handed everything over, Mr. Alex. Also, a high payment to Mr. Brandon, but unfortunately, that mechanic has been buried for a while." Alef's body grew even more tense. "And one more thing." This time, Sebastian moved. He approached the girl who was under tight security. She looked down, visibly trembling in his hands. Sebastian felt like he wanted to hug her tightly to alleviate the fear she held. "The main heir of Group Azure."

“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.

She should have listened to their warnings, and she wanted to break down in front of them like a child, but her overwhelming guilt held her back. “It’s fine, I’ll be by your side.” Noah held her chin gently and made her look at him with a reassuring smile. Celene then found herself staring at his eyes as they held sincerity in them. “Also, don’t you want to get revenge on your ex-husband and mistress?” “If you do, the first thing you must do is reclaim your rightful position as heiress. Then, as a second step... You must marry me.” “What does marrying you have to do with revenge?” she asked, genuinely confused.

My lips tremble as I am reluctant to say it, but I finally let it out, “Mo… ther.” She smiles. “Yes, daughter, I can’t believe this! I can’t believe it’s finally happening. Now, the Hera family is back!” There is some silence before she breaks it. “Do you want revenge, Kate? They did you wrong, they mistreated you. Just one order and we will make them regret it!” she states, her eyes sparkling with indignation.

"That's my Queen. Drink your coffee. We have a war to plan." As we sat there, huddled over the glowing screens, the distance between us vanished. We weren't just two billionaires making a deal. We were two predators protecting our territory. And Julian Vance was about to find out exactly what happens when you try to steal from a woman who has already seen the end of the world and decided she wasn't ready to die.

“Years ago. In college. You stole my future. My… chance at happiness. And now… now I’m taking it back.” He was talking about Agatha. The realization hit me with the force of a physical blow. This wasn’t just about business, about power. It was personal. It was about… revenge. “Agatha was never yours, Wei,” I said, my voice a low growl, my hand instinctively reaching for the reassuring weight of the phone in my pocket, the recorded conversation with Camille a potential weapon. “She was,” he insisted, his voice rising slightly, a flicker of something raw, something… unstable in his eyes.

"So, do we shut her down?" "No. We let her do it," I said, my voice dropping into a dark, calculated tone. "In fact, we make it easy for her. Let her use my mother's stolen masterpieces. Let her think she managed to outsmart the legal audit and pull off the event of the century. We lure the snake completely out of its nest, Vivian. When the spotlight is at its brightest, the net will snap shut. Her reputation, her career, her entire life—it will all burn to the ground in front of the global elite." A low, delighted laugh echoed from Vivian's end. "Magnificent. I absolutely love a grand execution! Consider it done. Anything else?"

I watched the realization dawn slowly. I watched panic bloom. Their discomfort fed something cold and steady inside me. “Play it now,” I ordered, a small smile curving my lips. The lights dimmed. The screen flickered. And then…the familiar faces appeared on the screen. “Mr. Cadwell, you know very well that the heiress we thought was dead is back, and she’s starting office soon.” Veronica’s voice filled the room. On screen, Cadwell stood stiff, silent. His jaw was tight, eyes hard, but I saw the flicker of calculation behind them.

Clare Haistings gives me a hug, her sweet perfume filling up my nostrils. It makes me want to vomit. “Hey twin.are you enjoying the party?”she asks but doesn’t let me answer. “Everyone is enjoying themselves and the presents look really good, our guests really outdid themselves”she gushes. Her sparkly dress shimmers every time she moves. And the ruby red necklace she is doning looks amazing on top of her cleavage. She looks perfect.