Rise Of The Despised Heiress

Ade had sacrificed the life she loved, the things she liked doing to please James. But it was never enough for him. Somehow, the one woman he just couldn't get, was the price, she was the gem. And so once the opportunity presented itself, Ade became a past chapter of his life. A reject. Betrayed and scorned, Ade is on a quest to reclaim her life back and face off adversaries. But now what is she to do with the two men in front of her. One of them her ex James who can't seem to forget her and keeps stepping in her way, and the other, a billionaire who wants her at all costs.

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Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

Wedding Files

James' phone flashed and buzzed on the glass side table and Ade went to check it.

She took the phone in hand and the message that popped up made her heart twist painfully in her chest as bitter rage surged within her.

Her hands shook with the wedding preparation files she tightly held.

It was a message from Violet, his classmate who he once crushed on during his college days.

{ I enjoyed our kiss yesterday. I can't wait to taste those lips again ...giggles.}

"Oh dear gods," Ade sank into the soft ash sofa, strength leaving her legs.

An ice cold feeling of dread ran up her spine as her reality dawned on her.

This was what he had been up to?

Tears brimmed in Ade's eyes.

She had suspected. She had feared, especially since Violet had moved over to come live here in Los Angeles.

But there was no evidence. Quite the contrary, James had assured her, that her fears were unfounded.

But he would always leave the house with some good excuse in mind.

A business call here, a business meeting there.

Nothing much about Violet except plans to help her with the logistics of relocating and packing into her new home.

Or plans to go kill a fat rat that sneaked into her house.

Or to check in on her because she was going through a terrible break up.

How could she have been so stupid to not see it? To not see the patterns?

Ever since Violet had moved into LA, things had cratered terribly in their relationship.

James never gave her the time of day again. He never saw her the same way again.

The spark in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a dull, jaded, irritated look whenever he looked at her.

There was always something to do outside the house now that Violet had moved over.

He was always running away from her like she was the plague.

A flu.

A pariah

And it was every time they were about to plan their wedding ceremony.

Everyday that she had brought the subject matter up, he was suddenly too busy at the Cleland Family Head Company.

The same institution she had singlehandedly put in effort to establish, to stabilize, to demonstrate her unwavering support for him.

Tears threatened to fall the more she thought of it.

Why? Why would he do this to her? After everything? What hadn't she done for him?

With her good social skills she had worked hard to enable him and his family stand in society, bringing business deals and networks with aristocrats, those who held power.

This was how he chose to repay her?

Violet never even did anything for him other than order him around like a loyal errand bird.

Other than string him along and play games with his feelings when they were in college.

Ade's mouth dried up, her chest beating madly, constricting painfully, agonizingly.

The room door opened and James came out wearing a plaid brown jacket and blue jeans, looking happy, expectant.

When he saw the dismay on her face he wondered what had happened, but he had somewhere to be and didn't have the time to find out.

"Ade, I'll be heading out again. You'll be a good girl and take care of the house okay?" He gave her a wide insincere grin.

Ade scoffed, blinking back her tears. She wasn't going to cry for him because he didn't deserve it. " I've been a good girl for as long as I have known you. Abandoning myself, to care and look after you, to do whatever you want of me, and this is how you treat me?" She shoved the phone into his hands.

"This is ..."James frowned as he stared at the phone, reading the message." how did you--"

"How did I see it?" she asked. "Is that your question? Perhaps your mind is running around for more excuses, explanations?"

James face turned cold and he stuffed the phone in his jean pockets. " Actually there are no explanations. I've been meaning to tell you for a while now. Violet and I ...we are going to be a thing. She's still acting coy but she'll come clean."

Ade took a deep breath that didn't soothe her soul. " I see. All my years I've poured into your life, neglecting myself to cater to you. Violet shows up and you suddenly have no need for me?"

His frown deepened." You seriously don't think you measure up to her do you?"

Immense pain flickered across her face, but before she could say anything the front door opened and Violet walked in alongside Sandra, James' sister.

"James love, look who I saw on my way here ..." Sandra stopped when she spotted Ade, and glared at her" James you must really be foolish having this good for nothing leech here if you want a relationship with Violet."

For years Sandra had despised and loathed Ade's entry into their lives because she had felt like the spotlight had been taken away from her.

She had always taken a backseat when it came to who was the brains and idea behind the Cleland Family's businesses. And instead everything pointed to Ade.

Even though no one in the family recognized Ade for that, it was still an unspoken fact that she was the engine, the support structure behind their status and business successes.

And that irked her more than anything. How could Ade act like she was more important, skilled and knowledgeable than her? Sandra couldn't take it and because of that she had hated her.

She had been the one to goad and push James and Violet's relationship, despite how unstable and uncertain things looked for the both of them.

The reason was Violet definitely wasn't someone Sandra could feel insecure about, she easily outshined her, so she could keep her as a friend.

Violet cooked up a fake smile, rubbing Sandra's arm. "Please calm down Sandy. It's not necessary to be harsh on her. You know she's never known what real love looks like. She's not had parents either to show her. We need to be softer to her."

" A leech you say?" Ade said. " You've so easily forgotten that I contributed to the Cleland Family?"

" Oh please, " Sandra scoffed. " My family's companies were solely built by my family members. You added very few simple ideas and all of a sudden you are puffed up. So arrogant and haughty. No wonder James can't stand you and has to run into Violet's arms every little chance he gets. No wonder you don't have anyone looking for you or claiming to be your family member. They all abandoned you."

" Sandra that's enough," James chimed in. " She knows already that she didn't contribute much. There's no need to reiterate it."

" I hope you are not angry Ade?" Violet asked, maintaining a pretentious worried look, and acting like she was concerned about her.

" Angry about what?" A calm, composed expression adorned Ade's features making Violet frown.

She hadn't expected such a cool facade. She wanted her to shed tears.

To fumble and crumble.

To go on her knees and grovel before them.

But instead, a small smile shimmered across Ade's lips.

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Two years ago, my fiancé, Connor, tossed the only life jacket to his mistress, Ilene, and watched me drown. I was pregnant with his child. He found me living a quiet life as a fisherman's wife on a remote island, dragged me back to his world, and revealed a shocking truth: our son, the one I thought I'd lost, was alive. He had been raised by them all along. Connor divorced Ilene and tried to force me into marriage, using our son as a pawn. But the boy he'd raised was a stranger, twisted by his father's cruelty, calling me a "bad woman." That's when I knew I had to destroy them. I returned to the island, not as a victim, but as Ayla Garcia, the island chief's long-lost daughter. "Connor Foster," my father roared, his voice echoing through the hall, "you dared to touch my daughter? Get out of my sight, now!" He thought he could ruin my life, but he never realized he was trespassing in my kingdom.

Adventure Modern Romance

9.3

After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me

9.3

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone. But death? Just her intermission. She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down. And her? Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status. But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power. Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer: Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world. Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge. Sounds simple? Think again. A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him. A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart. A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure. A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark. A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her. They all need her mark. They all want her. And sharing? Not in their vocabulary. Too bad for them- She's not here for love stories. She's here to survive. To climb. To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones. And one day. To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

Adventure Fantasy LitRPG Romance

9.3

Bound To The Exiled S-Class Monster

9.3

Halie woke up to a sharp pain and a terrifying reality. She was in a new body, her face covered in a hideous web of scars, and her spiritual power reduced to a pathetic D-Class. Before she could even process the memories of being framed, her bedroom doors were violently kicked open. Her sister Seraphina sauntered in with a venomous sneer, followed closely by Halie's S-Class fiancé, Jett. "Look at the disgrace of the Avila family. What a waste," Seraphina mocked, throwing a mirror at her bed. "I can't be tied to a cripple. As an S-Class, I have to break our engagement," Jett added, his gaze full of disgust. The nightmare didn't stop there. Her father called, screaming about how she had shamed the family name. He officially stripped her of her inheritance, froze all her accounts, and exiled her to the decaying Southern District to rot. To make matters worse, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her skull, warning her of an impending genetic collapse. Without an immediate energy infusion, she would face total organ failure in thirty days. A ruined face, a treacherous family, a world that wanted her dead, and a literal death clock ticking in her brain. The original owner had died in absolute despair, a tragic victim of sheer cruelty. But if they thought she would just sit there and die, they were severely mistaken. Armed with a mysterious system and her brilliant scientist mind from her past life, Halie packed her bags. She chose the craziest survival quest: head to the slums, find the exiled, sterile S-Class "madman" Coleman, and cure him to harvest his life energy. It was time to start her counterattack.

Adventure Horror LitRPG Modern Sci-Fi

8.3

Burned by Poison, Saved by the Devil

8.3

My cousin Hailey paid a dock worker to assault me just to ruin my engagement. To survive the military-grade aphrodisiac she poisoned me with, I stumbled into a walk-in freezer and threw myself onto the only source of cold I could find-a man paralyzed by unnatural hypothermia. It was a desperate, primal exchange of my heat for his ice just to keep my heart from stopping. But when Hailey threw open the heavy iron door, leading my fiancé and the entire Bolton family to witness my "shame," her triumphant grin instantly vanished. She hadn't caught me with a low-life thug. She had caught me straddling Demetrius Maddox, the ruthless Iron King of Chicago. The air in the room dropped to absolute zero. My grandmother screamed in horror, and my father turned the color of ash. Hailey, blinded by jealousy, tried to double down. She pointed a manicured finger at the deadliest man in the city and called him a "nameless muscle" I picked up to defile the family name. She didn't realize she had just signed her own death warrant. I didn't cower. I realized this was the only chance to survive the family that wanted me dead. I walked up to the Devil himself, my body still humming with the poison, and looked him in the eye. "Kill me, and the cold inside you wins," I whispered, knowing he was dying from the inverse of my own poison. "I am the only doctor who knows how to cure you." Demetrius tightened his hand around my throat, his dark eyes assessing my worth. "Prove it," he growled. I turned back to my trembling cousin and signaled the enforcer to hand me the whip.

Adventure Horror Modern

8.3

CLAIMED BY THE MAD ALPHA BROTHERS.

8.3

"Kiss me." He prowled. "Kiss me until you're sick of it. Kiss me and prove your body is deserving of my touch." ******************************* Branded a Murderer, betrayed by her mate and sister, disowned by her family–Anokai Rivers never had anything at all. After spending three years in a cell for a murder she never committed, Anokai is finally released, only for her freedom to come at a price. To infiltrate the most feared pack in the werewolf world and destroy the four Shadowcrest brothers from within. But the brothers are monsters–cruel, powerful, insatiable. No person, man or woman, who enters their territory ever comes out alive. Every look is a test. Every touch is a threat. And every kiss pulls her deeper into a game she was never meant to survive. She was sent to tame them and learn them. But monsters are never tamed. Nope, they're the one who does the taming. Follow the journey of Anokai Rivers and the Shadowcrest beasts in this sweet, tantalizing dark romance.

Adventure Romance Werewolf

9.2

He Chose Her Over Our Child

9.2

My world shattered twice. First, the ocean claimed my son. Then, the mountain road took another, a direct sacrifice to the man I loved and the woman he chose. In the hospital, beeps marked the emptiness where my second son used to be, echoing the first loss, both involving Holden and Giana. During the car crash, I was pinned, bleeding, and trapped. Holden, my partner, looked me in the eyes, then chose to save Giana, abandoning me and our unborn child. Soon, I overheard Holden praising Giana for turning our tragedy into a PR win. His hollow apologies and focus on Giana’s "miracle work" reignited the brutal memory of her push and his past denials. A decade of sacrificing my life and two children for a man who saw me as a liability left a bitter taste. His choice was clear; only profound abandonment remained. But this time, I was choosing me. From my profound loss, a dangerous spark ignited: I would not just survive; I would find freedom and make him pay.

Action Adventure Modern

Rise Of The Despised Heiress

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