True Heiress Revenge Novels & Stories

Reid said, running a hand through his hair. “Her who?” “Jacintha,” Reid cut him off, eyes fixed on Jacintha. “Wish me luck.” He slipped his phone into his pocket, adjusted his cuffs, and went upstairs The elevator when he stepped in. “I'm telling you, this isn't worth the price”, Jacintha argued. “Why would you put this beauty up for just $120,000?” The shopkeeper looked tired and confused. She had run out of ideas. How rich was this Heiress that she thinks, a single ring for $120,000 was too cheap. She had seen spoilt ladies from rich families but this is new.

My face tightened. “Nothing Sir,” he replied, his face straightening now. “This would look good on you, sir.” My hands reached for the tie hanging in his hand. “Let me do it,” he stepped forward. As he fastened the tie around my collar, my mind raced. Tonight was all about Ava Thorne, the heiress, who was going to be announced publicly and I had to make a good impression. She had clawed her way back from the grave and everyone who caused her pain should get ready to suffer the consequences.

She's even more guarded now that her family betrayed her and her late mother. As she thought about the cause of her and her late mother's deaths, rage bubbled within her once again, and she wished for her father, his wife, and their two children's deaths. {The hostess shouldn't be in haste; you will have plenty of opportunities to take revenge on your enemies. As for what I want, through helping you, I will be able to level up and get more access to the information that my creator left behind for me while also ranking up amongst other systems.} The system explained calmly.

he said softly, his eyes searching mine with a tenderness that made my heart ache. “I don’t have a choice,” I whispered. “If I falter, everything falls apart.” He shook his head gently. “We carry this burden together.” The words were a balm, but I knew the truth. I had always carried more—because I was the heiress. Because the blood spilled in my family’s name had to be avenged. But now, more than ever, I realized that revenge wasn’t enough. We needed more than fury. We needed strategy, alliances, and above all, trust.

But maybe, just maybe a baby would bring him back to me… to us. Tonight was our four-year anniversary. I had planned everything perfectly. Dinner at La Rosa, the most exclusive restaurant in the city. The one my parents owned. The one where I would finally tell Angelo the truth. The truth I had been hiding for years. I wasn’t just Ariana Lopez, the simple girl he fell in love with in college. I was Ariana Melendez. The heiress to the Melendez fortune. My family owned half the city hotels, restaurants, even a few tech companies. But I had hidden it all because I wanted Angelo to love me for me, not for my last name or my money.

He declared in a deep voice and Cara lowered her head, wiping a lone tear that trickled down her cheek. “You’ve only one choice. Submit to me!” As he spoke, she felt a shiver run down her spine at the deep resonance of his voice. Cara lifted her gaze to him, and her gloomy hazel eyes met with intriguing grey eyes. *** Where would this forbidden relationship take them? What led the heiress of the most powerful business empire to live under the identity of a deceased girl? Will the hidden heiress ever regain her rightful identity? Who will be Cara’s savior?

“Don’t say things like that, darling. You’ve never been pregnant yourself, so how could you possibly tell the difference between a pregnant woman and one who isn’t?” Alexander said with a hint of mockery, trying to conceal his nervousness. “Besides, make sure no one else hears you say that. You could ruin Amanda’s reputation.” Sabina pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin her reputation. It’s just that I noticed her stomach looks a little fuller, and her breasts, too…” Sabina paused innocently. “They look different from when we first met. Did she have breast augmentation?”

Every future event I could remember from my previous life. Because revenge wasn’t about one dramatic moment. It was about control. And the first rule of control was simple. Take away your enemy’s power before they even realize they’re losing it. Outside my window, the late afternoon sun began to dip toward the horizon. The world moved forward like normal. But inside this room… The first real move of my revenge had already begun. And Adam Pierce didn’t even know it yet.

Close enough that she could see the sharp intelligence in his eyes. “We let her dig her own grave.” “How?” “We give her more rope.” Aria studied him carefully. “And when she hangs herself?” His smile was almost dangerous. “Then you step in as the real heiress.” The wind swept across the rooftop. Aria considered the idea. Slowly, a new strategy formed in her mind. Her father had once told her something important. The best revenge is letting your enemy destroy themselves. Maybe Adrian was right. But there was still one question.

A knock sounded on the door. "Come in" then the lady opened the door and spoke to me. "It's time" It was time to walk the aisle and marry the Cold ruthless Billionaire in my sister's place. And I was looking forward to it. I smiled and thought about one word. 'Revenge!’ All this had started 12 hours ago when my life took a drastic turn