The Jilted Biker Heiress's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 2

Word Count: 938 | Released on: 08/09/2026

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o my cheeks as I hurried along the damp sto

till clung to my cloak, and my dormant blood was still humming strangely from his

imber door open and

e hearth. The moment she saw me, she rushed over to

Clan Lord brought a woman back from the Rift and wants to give her an equal alliance. How

l silk gowns-clothes Dowager Lady Beulah had specifically chosen to

opped to my knees, reached into the deepest corner u

creaked open, releasing the familiar, m

top item-a scorched, bloodstained mithril crest be

roperty deeds and a tarnished silver

he pale glow of the moonst

yssal Rift. They were the proudest First-Tier Warlords of this kingdom

htmare didn

t a rogue pack of Abyssal assassins slipped past th

secret rune-cellar beneath the floorboards just before

f flesh being torn apart. They butchered my mother,

wo-year-old nephew's blood seeped through the floorboards and dri

harity. They claimed they were honoring my father's heroic memory

ssive Silverdew death compensations my father had left behind, and to

. The agonizing grief that used to choke

ers," I said, my voice co

he hidden wall compartment, and pu

ws of ink recording thousands of phials of Silverdew

all supplies of refined Silverdew to

irit is withering! She only survives because of the Blood-Tempering Elixirs you beg from Grandma

ledger shut wi

heir glorious new h

she nodded vigorously. "Yes, my lady! I will inform t

n the hallway outside, followed by a shar

. "Lady Beulah's maid just brought word-you

her's mithril crest. Darryl had clearly wasted n

o force you to hand over the vault keys," Molly whispere

ve and stood up straight, my green eyes flashing with a predatory

ed guard, and walked briskly along the suspende

s sweet, innocent laughter drifted through the cracks, mingled wi

ctory, thinking they had final

ose blood flow

air, raised both hands, and shove

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Out Of Town Romance

“"From tonight on, Farrah is my one and only Old Lady! As for you, Sloane... you're just my personal bed-warmer." In the deafening roar of the crowded motorcycle club, my boyfriend of five years hauled another woman against his chest, publicly stripping me of my title. The entire room erupted in laughter, waiting for the "helpless orphan" to break down and cry. His bloodsucking mother and sister smirked in the crowd. For five years, I had served their family like an unpaid maid, secretly bleeding my dead father's legacy dry just to pay off their debts. Now, they were thrilled to see me thrown into the dirt. Beau pinched my chin, offering his mercy like a king to a beggar. "As long as you know your place and stay in the basement to do the chores, I'll generously let you be my secret baby mama. It's the greatest mercy a cursed orphan with a dead bloodline will ever get." They thought they had stripped me of everything. They expected me to crawl on my knees and beg for their scraps. The very next morning, I broke into their safe, took back my stolen inheritance and the keys to my father's legendary motorcycle, and rode straight to the National President-the man who held the absolute power of life and death over the entire outlaw world. When Beau smugly swaggered into the President's office, fully expecting to find me begging on my knees for him to take me back, he was instead slapped in the face with a wax-sealed document of formal severance. "She is a free agent now. Anyone who touches her answers to my gavel." I straddled my father's roaring heavy chopper, looking down at my ex's humiliated, panicked face. "This is just the beginning, Beau. I'm going to make your family bleed out everything you stole." But what I didn't realize was that the moment I took my first step toward revenge, the dangerously wild man I collided with in the dark the night before-the one wearing the forbidden insignia of the absolute royal bloodline-had already locked his sights on me like a predator claiming his prey...”