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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.
Not a Fiancée, a Resource

Not a Fiancée, a Resource

"What is this, Liam?" My voice trembled, my hands shaking as I held up my phone, a text exchange between my fiancé, Liam, and a nurse flashing on the screen. It screamed, "Proceed with the 400cc draw. Chloe\'s vitals can handle it. Ethan needs it." My stomach lurched. Ethan, my beloved, sat there pale, while Liam, his best friend, dismissed my terror. "Chloe, you\'re overreacting," Liam\'s smooth voice oozed, "Ethan\'s condition is fragile. It\'s better to be safe than sorry." Safe for who? Not for me. Suddenly, years of quiet sacrifice became a crushing weight. The dizzy spells, the constant fatigue I' d blamed on stress – it wasn' t from wedding planning. It was them. My life had been systematically drained, not by love, but by parasitic manipulation. Then, a new text from Liam, meant for Ethan\'s mother, buzzed on my phone. "Don\'t worry, I\'ll make sure Chloe provides enough blood for the pre-wedding \'health buffer.\' We can\'t have Ethan looking anything less than perfect on his big day." A health buffer. My blood, my very essence, reduced to a cosmetic accessory for his wedding photos. I was a walking blood bag, not a fiancée. Just as the humiliation burned, Ethan texted from the other room, unaffected: "Liam just told me I\'m feeling faint again... One more small donation before the wedding... Can you come to the hospital tomorrow?" The audacity was breathtaking. The room spun. Black spots danced. My phone slipped, clattering to the floor. The last thing I heard was my name being called as darkness swallowed me whole. I woke to sterile white walls, a nurse informing me I was severely anemic. "You can\'t donate blood again for a very long time, if ever." It was a death sentence for my old life. And a declaration of war for a new one. I picked up my phone, ignored their frantic calls, and dialed my friend. "I'm going to find a new boyfriend."
BILLIONAIRE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

BILLIONAIRE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Angel Hendrickson, a young ten year old billionaire's son, who lived with his mother and step mom in the states. due to his richness, his life Still sucks in the hands of his stepmother. His step mother, Ericka Hendrickson, a young woman who derives for money and wealth got jealous of him and bowed to get rid of him no matter the circumstances. Yes, she got rid of him, threw him down the cliff in the Philippines. Made sure he is forever gone and Never to be found. But here he is... Jeremy David, a guy in the neighborhood. Identity; unknown, family; unknown, he is just a Miracle in the neighborhood. He stays with the family of tomboys. A family who acts like boys, even the man if the family is damn dangerous. The family of tomboys ** Keira David, pretty, wild, sassy, crazy, a mad girl with attitude. She is the only daughter of the family, she really meant everything to Jeremy. F*ck sisters, f*ck brothers. They are inseparable. They played together, fights together, sleeps together, bath together. Infact, do everything together. They are just too inseparable.... ********************************************** **15 years ago ** "Oh, common Mom, if his parents find him here, I am sure you know what that means. It means trouble" "Junno, Keira has a point. If his parents find him in our house, we will be in one big trouble. They would send us to jail" "Bompay, I can't just leave him cold and helpless on the street. He would die there" "Mom, since when do you start Caring for people" "Since when I saw the little kid lying beside the gutters and crying" "Mom..." "Bompay, Keira, let's just help the little kid. Just take a look at him" she pointed to the 10 years old kid sleeping on the floor with a blanket around his body. "Okay mom, maybe you should go report to the police" "No way!" "The police might get involved and if they caught us with this boy...."she said and they both turned deaf ears. "Are you people listening to me?" "Yeah, loud and clear." "If the police catch us with this boy, I would run away and leave you two to be in jail for twenty years" "Oh common, Keira, you won't do that" "Try me" "Sir, ma'am," the little boy woke up and went to meet them. "Ugh!!!" Keira grunts. "Ma'am, sir, please let me stay here with you. I don't wanna die on the streets" "Yes child. You will stay here with us as our child. Except some people as a problem with that" She said referring to Keira who kept scoffing. ''Yes kiddo, don't worry. We are here for you" bompay said and they looked at Keira. "Okay, okay, I don't care whatever your name is. You will now have a change of name from now on" Keira said and he smiled. "Jeremy, Jeremy would be your name from now on" she said and he smiled. "Don't smile at me, smile at the people that accepted you' "Thanks Keira" He said and Keira rolled her eyes.