No Longer Your Spare Part: The Luna's Revenge

The drill's whine was the only thing in my world, vibrating through my skull and drowning out my own screams. I was strapped to a cold metal table, paralyzed by wolfsbane, while surgeons bored into my hip bone to siphon my essence. "Just a little more," the surgeon muttered. "Isabella needs the boost for the wedding photos." They weren't saving my sister's life. They were harvesting my marrow just to make her skin glow for a picture. I looked at the observation window, begging with my eyes. Dante, the Alpha I had dragged from the jaws of death, stood there. He wasn't looking at me. He was holding Isabella's hand. He didn't know I was the one who healed him. He believed her lies. "Take it all if you have to," Dante's voice drifted through our fading mate bond. "Don't let her fade." The drill punched through. My heart stuttered and stopped. I died on that table, a hollowed-out husk used to feed my sister's vanity. "Seraphina! Are you deaf?" A sharp voice snapped me back into existence. I gasped, clutching my hip. No blood. No drill. No pain. I looked at the calendar on my father's desk. I was alive. And I had exactly one year before the surgery that killed me. I looked at my trembling hands and felt the ancient anger of my White Wolf stirring. I wasn't going to be the sacrifice this time. I was going to be the arsonist.

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Seraphina POV:

Seraphina. Foyer. Now.

The voice exploded in my head. Dante. Even without the completed mating mark, his Alpha frequency was so strong it bypassed my mental shields.

My stomach twisted. Used to be butterflies. Now it was just bile.

I walked down the grand staircase.

Dante Moretti stood in the center of the foyer. He was a weapon in a bespoke Italian suit. Six foot four, lethal grace, eyes the color of a brewing storm.

Clinging to his arm was Isabella. She wore white, of course. The color of innocence she didn't possess.

"You summoned me, Alpha Moretti?" I asked, stopping at the bottom of the stairs. I didn't bow.

Dante's eyes narrowed. He sensed the shift in the air—the lack of fear.

He took a step forward. Sandalwood, rain, raw tobacco. The scent hit me like a physical blow. My biological imperative screamed at me to bare my neck.

I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted copper.

"We are going to The Onyx," Dante said, voice cold. "Your sister wants to celebrate the engagement. You are coming."

"I have to pack for London."

"It wasn't a request," Dante snapped. The air shimmered with Alpha pressure. "Isabella wants her family there. You will not ruin her night with your sullen attitude."

Isabella smiled, a shark baring teeth. "Please, Sarah. It won't be the same without you."

She needed a prop. Someone to look small so she could look big.

"Fine," I said.

The Onyx was carved out of volcanic rock, thumping bass vibrating in my teeth.

We sat in VIP. Dante ordered champagne. I sat on the edge of the plush leather sofa, making myself invisible.

"To us," Dante said, raising his glass to Isabella. "To the future."

"To the future," Isabella cooed.

I watched the bubbles rise, counting the seconds until I could leave.

Then, the groan of stressed metal.

Wolves hear everything. The massive chandelier above us—twisted steel and silver plating—was giving way.

"Dante!" Isabella shrieked.

Gravity took over.

The chain snapped.

Dante moved. Alpha speed.

He lunged.

Not for me.

He threw his body over Isabella, rolling them both off the sofa and onto the floor, clear of the impact zone.

I didn't move. I just watched him choose.

The chandelier crashed down.

The world exploded in crystal and steel. The edge of the heavy silver frame clipped my shoulder and smashed into my legs.

"Ahhh!"

The scream tore from my throat. Silver.

For wolves, it's acid. The plating seared through my jeans, hissing as it touched skin. The smell of burning meat filled the booth.

The music cut. Silence.

"Isabella? Are you hurt?" Dante's frantic voice. He was scrambling up, checking her over.

"I... I'm scared, Dante," Isabella whimpered, burying her face in his chest. Not a scratch on her.

I lay trapped under the twisted metal, gasping, black spots dancing in my vision. "Help," I croaked. "Please."

Dante looked over. His eyes were cold. Inconvenienced.

"Stay here," he told Isabella softly.

He walked over. He didn't lift the metal immediately. He looked down at me with disdain.

"You're making a scene," he hissed.

That was the moment.

The golden thread tying our souls together didn't just fray. It snapped.

I closed my eyes and let the darkness take me.

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His hands gripped my hips, steadying me as he moved, each slow thrust driving me closer to the edge. I whimpered, my body straining, every nerve on fire. "The way you're trembling under me is driving me insane," his Uncle whispered to my ears. **** When Zara Devereux woke up in another woman's body, she had only one mission, vengeance. The man who murdered her, Cassian Blackwell, had built his empire on blood, lies, and power. But now, she had his wife's face, and a perfect chance to ruin him from within. What she didn't plan for was Sterling, Cassian's enigmatic uncle, a man who saw through her façade long before she confessed the truth. Their attraction became a dangerous secret, blurring the line between deception and desire. Zara discovers the elite world she now inhabits is darker than she ever imagined. In a society built on power, lies, and blood oaths, she must either play their game, or lose everything all over again. Can she unmask the truth before it consumes her... or will she become the next casualty behind the mask?

Action Mystery Romance

8.5

His Contracted Wife: When Revenge Meets Love

8.5

Five years ago, Nina Hale lost everything... her family, her reputation, and the man she once loved. Betrayed by her own sister and abandoned by those she trusted most, she disappeared without a trace. Now she's back. With a new identity and a burning determination, Nina is ready to reclaim her life and chase the dream she once gave up: becoming a star actress. But her return awakens old enemies, and her scheming sister Lydia is determined to ruin her again. Just when Nina thinks things can't get worse, she's caught in another trap... and unexpectedly crosses paths with a quiet, lonely little boy. Ethan Grant hasn't spoken in years. Feeling responsible for him, Nina agrees to stay and help the child come out of his shell. But she didn't expect Ethan's dangerously charming father, Lucas Grant, to enter the picture. Cold, powerful, and impossible to read, Lucas slowly finds himself drawn to the woman who brightens his son's world. What begins as a simple act of kindness soon turns into something far more complicated, because Nina came back for revenge. She never planned to fall in love. ********** "I saw you with him," Lucas said quietly, but the tension in his jaw gave him away. Nina exhaled, crossing her arms. "You don't get to care." "Don't I?" He stepped in, close enough that she had to tilt her head back to meet his eyes. "This is just a contract." "Then why does it bother me?" His hand hovered near her waist, not touching-yet. "It shouldn't." Her breath faltered. His gaze darkened, "And yet it does."

Action Modern Romance

7.6

Kaitlynn and her two children

7.6

Top DEA agent Kaitlynn Bruce woke up to a heavy, chemical lethargy, only to realize she was trapped in the body of a weak, abused war widow. Before she could even process her new reality, she heard her sister-in-law counting cash, selling her unconscious body to a local thug for a measly two hundred dollars. The thug dragged her new seven-year-old son, Cason, into the bedroom. "Mommy!" When the boy reached out, the man brutally kicked his small body into a wooden doorframe, leaving him gasping and bleeding on the floor. Memories flooded Kaitlynn's mind. Her predecessor was a pathetic doormat whose husband's military pension had been bled dry by these greedy in-laws, leaving her children to starve and suffer endless abuse. But as Kaitlynn looked at the bleeding boy's dark, unnervingly alert eyes, a chilling piece of DEA intelligence clicked in her mind. Cason Richmond. The name, the town, the abusive aunt—it all matched the classified files of the "Director of the Hive," the most ruthless and feared cartel puppet master in the criminal underworld. How could this battered, starving child be destined to become the ultimate monster she used to hunt? The original widow's tragic death was supposed to be the catalyst that pushed this boy into total darkness. But Kaitlynn Bruce was not a victim. Adrenaline burning through the drugs, she cracked the thug's neck with a brass lamp and choked the sister-in-law against the wall. Looking down at the boy who was supposed to become a global nightmare, she made a vow. She was going to rewrite his script, even if she had to burn the whole world down to do it.

Action Mafia Modern

9.7

Mated To My Stepbrother And His Best friend

9.7

No matter how far I ran, no matter how deep I hid, I knew one truth... He would always find me. Knock. Knock. I jolted up from my sitting position, with my heart hammering in my chest. Just as I was saying... He had already found me. But by the time he broke down the rickety door, I was already standing and facing him with a knife to my wrist. I'd rather die than return home with him as his mate. *** TRIGGER WARNING! This is a dark, taboo romance containing graphic themes, possessive men, hate-fueled sex, psychological intensity, emotional torment, and taboo that will wreck your morals. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Read only if you're ready to fall for monsters. *** Eve thought she and her mother had successfully escaped her abusive father by getting married to the former Alpha of a pack far away from where they used to live. But all her hopes and expectations were cut short the moment she realized her new stepbrother, Alpha Saint, who was also the current Alpha of her new pack, was the same man she had a one-night stand with eight months ago, along with his best friend, Beta Kyrie. And on that fateful night, she had stolen very valuable items from these men. Hated and controlled by her stepbrother, Saint, who saw her as nothing but a thieving whore, Eve decided to find solace in Kyrie, who was already falling madly in love with her. But Saint would rather fight his best friend to the death than let him anywhere close to the woman he was secretly obsessed with from the day he set eyes on her – Eve. All hell was let loose when Eve turned twenty-one and found out that not only was she mated to the man she loved and desired – Kyrie. She was also mated to her overly possessive stepbrother, whom she dreaded with her life. Saint burns with obsession. Kyrie aches with desire. And both men aren't willing to share. How far can she run? And how much blood are they willing to shed, just to stake their individual claim on her?

Action Romance Werewolf

7.5

My Alpha Mate Rejected My Divine Pregnancy

7.5

Lila Ashworth is believed to be the weakest omega in Silver Moon Pack since the night she was found nearly drowning as a child, when the Elders failed to detect her true powers. She shares the secret of her unexpected pregnancy only with Elena, her surrogate mother, having no idea how it happened. When Alpha Kai publicly rejects her as his mate despite their true bond, choosing duty over love, her rival Raven exposes the pregnancy, leading to Lila's exile from the pack. During her exile, Lila discovers she carries the ancient Moon Goddess bloodline, making her one of the most powerful werewolves alive. Under the training of Marcus Chen, a former military supernatural expert, she transforms from weak omega to formidable warrior while raising her twin children, Aria and Ash, who display extraordinary abilities. Through her wolf Eryndra, she learns to control her supernatural powers. Years later, Lila returns to Silver Moon Pack intending to collect Elena and take revenge, but finds the pack under threat from devastating war. When pack members doubt her again, she reveals the full extent of her powers in battle. Her return catches the attention of ruthless Alpha King Dante Blackwood, who demands to claim her through forced mating, threatening to kill anyone who opposes him. Though Lila wants to fight back, the Moon Goddess appears in her dreams and warns her against it. Caught between her remorseful former mate Kai and the politically powerful Dante, Lila must navigate deadly pack politics while protecting her children. As supernatural war erupts, she embraces her destiny as the prophesied leader who will unite all werewolf packs.

Action Romance Werewolf

7.7

Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King

7.7

Elara Moonfall, an omega, is publicly rejected by her fated Alpha mate during the Moon Bond Ceremony and sold at dawn to settle her pack's debt to the Lycan Dominion. Delivered to King Kael Varyn a ruthless ruler bound by ancient law. Elara is claimed without negotiation but kept at a careful distance. Within the Lycan court, Elara becomes the focus of political tests as rival Alphas challenge the King through her. Though not imprisoned, she cannot leave, and as Kael enforces absolute protection over her, an unexpected bond begins to awaken, one that threatens Lycan law, pack hierarchy, and the balance of power. A slow-burn rejected-mate Lycan romance centered on power, betrayal, and fate.

Action Romance Werewolf

No Longer Your Spare Part: The Luna's Revenge

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