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REBORN AS A RUTHLESS HEIRESS

REBORN AS A RUTHLESS HEIRESS

Betrayed by those she loved most, Celeste Lancaster an adopted daughter of the prestigious Lancaster family meets a tragic end in what appears to be a fatal accidents. But it wasn't fate. It was murder, orchestrated by her own fiancé and her best friend. She is pushed off a bridge, her screams is swallowed by the cold night, while Noah the man she thought loved her watches without remorse. Celeste wakes up five years in the past, the day before her engagement to Noah Harrington is to be announced. Now armed with painful memories and hardened resolve, she's no longer the meek, trusting heiress. No more playing the perfect daughter or devoted fiancée. This time, she's prepared to destroy everyone who ever plotted against her, by going with a deadly revenge. Instead of accepting Noah's proposal, she humiliate him in front of the media by rejecting his proposal leaving high society stunned. Then she went ahead to propose a marriage contract to the enigmatic, untouchable and powerful billionaire, Damien Cross in exchange for power and protection. He once admired her from afar, but now she offers him something he can't refuse. However, Celeste soon learns that Damien has secrets of his own, he knows things about her death that no one should. And her rebirth is not just a twist of fate. Someone wanted her back. And the more Celeste uncovers, the more she realizes her past wasn't just about betrayal, it was a carefully constructed web of lies. Her identity, her inheritance, even her death... all were manipulated for someone else's gain. As Celeste tears through the veils of lies, manipulations, and betrayal, she unveils a shocking truth: she is not just an adopted daughter, she is the rightful heir to an empire far more powerful and dangerous than the Lancasters ever let her believe. Revenge is no longer just her goal. It's survival. And love... might just be her most dangerous weapon.
Reborn Heiress: Breaking The Toxic Engagement

Reborn Heiress: Breaking The Toxic Engagement

Candice Luna thought her marriage to Julius Hansen was a lifeline to save her father's struggling company. She didn't know it was a death sentence until Julius coldly slid divorce papers across his mahogany desk. His true love, Amina Rowe, was nestled in his arms with a triumphant, mocking smile. The "merger" Julius promised had been a brutal, hostile takeover designed to bleed the Luna Group dry from the inside. Bankrupted and utterly broken, Candice's father stepped off the roof of their corporate tower. Meanwhile, Candice was publicly humiliated, stripped of her dignity, and mocked by all of Wall Street as a discarded stepping stone. She died in a car accident, her final moments consumed by an agonizing, feral scream. She hated herself for letting her blind devotion destroy the father who had always believed in her. But when Candice opened her eyes to the harsh fluorescent lights of a hospital room, she realized she wasn't dead. She was twenty-two again. Three years before the wedding. Three years before her father's suicide. When Julius's assistant walked in holding a bouquet of blue roses to discuss the preliminary merger, he expected a docile, desperate heiress. Instead, Candice grabbed a glass of water from the nightstand and flung it directly into his smug face. "Tell Julius Hansen to never, ever send his dogs to my door again." This time, there would be no engagement. This time, the Hansen family would choke on her family's legacy.
The Mafia King Kissed

The Mafia King Kissed

"Cheers." My raw friends and I shouted together, we are now at the famous bar. It's Niña's birthday so it was fitting, as I sipped the beer in my glass, I winced because I'm not really used to this, I'm just keeping up with my piste friends. For a long time, I feel dizzy, but I can still drink more. Just a few minutes ago I saw my friends already dancing on the dance floor, I hurriedly went to where they were so we could go home because I was dizzy. I was close to where they were when I felt like I was going to pass out, I closed my eyes completely and let Batman take care of what was going to happen. I just waited for my back to land on the cold floor but I made a mistake because there was an arm that grabbed my waist. I opened my eyes and then I saw a man who looked like a Greek God. He has a pointed nose, perfect jawline, a perfect ash gray eyes that are hypnotizing. And then a red rosy kissable lips as if it was good to kiss. I just felt that I was touching his lips, soft and red. "Do you want to try it?" Asked the Stranger who caught me while smiling and I, like a fool because of the drunkenness, also nodded. I could clearly see the grin of the man in front of me. "Then kiss me baby." He said in a husky voice. Little by little, if my face got closer, I felt like I was going to vomit, so I vomited Stranger raw. "Fuck you woman." He felt as if I would spit on his face. He immediately got me up and hurriedly left, maybe he's going to the rest room, he'll take care of his life as long as I'm already dizzy that's why I went straight to our car outside
The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Return

The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Return

Eleonora held the positive pregnancy test, trembling with fragile hope as she told her husband they were having a baby. Instead of embracing her, Butler slapped the plastic stick away, his eyes cold and dead. "You cheating whore," he spat, throwing a stack of papers at her face. He didn't listen to her desperate pleas. He ordered his bodyguards to drag her out of their penthouse and lock her in a private hospital room. Trapped and terrified, Eleonora watched in horror as Butler's mistress walked in with a wicked smile. The mistress shoved a medical consent form, signed with Butler's unmistakable handwriting, right in front of Eleonora's face. "This isn't just an abortion," the mistress sneered. "It's a full hysterectomy. You'll never have a child again." Eleonora's heart shattered into pieces. She couldn't understand how the man she loved could be so cruel, willing to kill their unborn baby and mutilate her body over a fabricated lie. Driven by pure maternal terror, she smeared her blood on the forged papers, set the hospital room on fire, and let the world believe she had burned to ashes. Five years later, Eleonora returned to New York with her young son. She was no longer the weak, broken girl who begged for mercy. Walking into the Holloway Group boardroom in a flawless Dior suit, she slammed a legal document onto Butler's desk. She was still his legal wife, and she was here to dismantle his empire piece by piece.
Yesterday's Loved

Yesterday's Loved

"I can't stay still, walking back and forth. If only someone was with me now, I know their eyes would hurt watching me. I've been waiting for him since earlier, but he took so long to come. Feeling tired, I sat on the couch, but I stood up immediately as the front door opened, and he walked in. He's finally home. "Where have you been?" I asked my husband as he arrived late. Yes, I've been waiting for him. It's already 2:03 in the morning, and he just decided to come home now. Nothing new in his actions. I even get home earlier than him – from work, while he comes from his school. No emotion showed on his face, and he just continued walking without responding to me. "Lazel Hyrroz," I sternly uttered his name. I followed him into his room. He unbuttoned his uniform after casually dropping his backpack on the bed. "I'm tired. Don't bother me now," he said coldly, avoiding eye contact. "That's why I'm asking why you're only coming home now and where you've been at this hour," I questioned him firmly. He took off his white polo, leaving only his undershirt. "You know? You have a lot of roles in my life," he sarcastically remarked, facing me. His face remained emotionless, and the way he looked at me seemed indifferent. "You're not just a mother, sister, or brother. Now, your role is a strict father who waited for his son who didn't come home last night but decided to show up now," he added, grinning. "You've grown up, Lazel Hyrroz. Even if you're no longer under your parents' care, remember that there's still someone who cares about you," I stated. "You? Do you care about me? I'm just your husband on paper, and I never asked you to worry about me. I told you from the beginning not to interfere, and I'll do the same to you," he said sternly. That's just how he is – hard-hearted and indifferent to me or my feelings. "Lazel Hyrroz..." "If you have nothing else to say, leave, Lola," he insultingly called me Lola this time. I sighed, acknowledging his disrespectful behavior. I turned away as he removed his white undershirt. "You've seen my body. So, why are you still avoiding me? I know you liked what we did last night, didn't you? You took advantage of me while I was drunk," he insinuated, and those words felt like a slap. My chest tightened violently. "Before you sleep, take a bath or wash your body. If you haven't eaten, just heat the food that I cooked earlier," I said, hearing his mocking laugh and the creaking of the bed as a sign that he sat down. "Yes, Manang," he said mockingly, using another insult this time. I closed his room door gently, pausing for a moment before leaning against it. Tears threatened to spill, weighing heavily on my chest. Is this the reason he came home so late? Because in over a year, something happened between us only once? We were both drunk, and I can't remember anything about that night. I questioned myself. How long will we be like this, Lazel Hyrroz? *** When I wake up every morning, my uniform is neatly prepared on the sofa bed, and my black shoes are polished. In the kitchen, there's food ready, with a sticky note on the fridge. I took it and read the neat handwriting. Despite that, I still dislike it. "Don't forget to eat your breakfast before you go to school, Lazel Hyrroz." -Calysta After reading it, I crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash bin. I opened the fridge, grabbed a cold water bottle, and finished its contents. I glanced at the prepared breakfast on the table, but as usual, I left it untouched. I entered the university with an empty stomach, but it's okay; Hanemira usually shares her food with me. That's where I usually have my breakfast. "You didn't have breakfast again, huh?" I just smiled at her question and slowly smiled. Simultaneously, she held my hand, handing me a spoon. She also had my lunch box. "I still cooked it." Her cooking wasn't the best, but I appreciated it because she's the girl I like. *** When I got home, I expected to find her in the living room, busy with her laptop, drinking coffee. "You didn't eat your breakfast again. You didn't even touch them," she greeted me. I raised the corner of my lips. I've memorized those words since she always says them to me. "Who told you to cook my breakfast?" I asked, hearing her sigh again. Honestly, I don't feel anything for her. I don't like her, and I will never love a woman ten years older than me. We only got married because she's wealthier than my family, and our company needed her. That's the only reason I endure living in this cramped house. That's what I feel. I ignored her and went upstairs, but before that, I stopped to ask her about this. "For you, what is love?" She furrowed her brows, confused by my question. "Why are you asking me that?" she asked back. "I just want to know your opinion. What does love mean to you?" I asked, genuinely interested in her perspective on love. "Love ruins a person's life." I raised an eyebrow at her statement. How does it r
The servant savior of the Cursed Alpha King's

The servant savior of the Cursed Alpha King's

"Fate is like a river that twists and turns, plunging the top to the bottom, and the bottom to the top.Trend carefully in your past for in the future you might meet your past. And it swallows you alive." Five years ago, a terrible curse was laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest after they raided and slaughtered innocent members of a rouge village in pursuit of the lost crown of king of alpha kings. The curse condemned them to never see the light of day again, until the crown of king of alpha kings finds it's true heir. Five years later, their foretold savior, Ella, is a human servant who has lived her whole life unaware that she is the true heir to the crown of king of alpha kings. She alone possesses the power to break the terrible curse laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest. Her mistress, Princess Hellen, is a wicked daughter of a renowned sorceress who believes that she can lift the curse of the mighty triplet kings with the powers of her magic. So what happens when she learns that her own lowly servant is the sole heir of the crown of King Of Alpha Kings and the curse of the kings can only be lifted through her? The mystery of Ella's life is about to get even more complex as all the three kings, the very people that caused the death of her father, turn out to be her fated mates.They are however unaware of her ability to lift their curse and cannot accept a wretched servant as their mate.