Replaced By A Fake: The True Luna's Revenge

The sound of my bone snapping echoed through the bathroom like a gunshot. Austen didn't even blink as he broke my hand for the ninety-sixth time. His reason? I was in the shower and missed a call from Joyce, the woman he believes saved his life fifteen years ago. But the nightmare didn't end there. When Joyce cut her own arm with glass and framed me for poisoning her, Austen didn't check the evidence. He dragged me to the damp basement and picked up a mechanical drill coated in pure silver. "This hand threw the vase," he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. He drilled a hole straight through my palm. He gave Joyce the precious healing serum for a tiny scratch, while leaving me with permanent nerve damage, claiming my pain was the only way to pay his life debt to her. He calls this justice. He calls me the villain. But he is a blind, arrogant fool. He doesn't know that fifteen years ago, it was me who crawled into that burning car. It was my White Wolf blood that healed him. Joyce just stole the credit when I passed out. Looking at the smoking hole in my hand, the last ember of love finally died. I opened my secure server and messaged his sworn enemy, Alpha Dalton. "I have the fortress blueprints. The price is extraction." Tonight, his submissive wife dies, and the Architect goes rogue.

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Chapter 2

Alana POV:

The reply came within three minutes.

Consider it done. I'll be there.

I deleted the message, wiped the RAM, and scrubbed the router logs. One hour. One hour to erase three years.

I went to the bedroom and pulled out the Divorce Agreement. In our world, legal divorce was messy, but a Mate Rejection was spiritual law. I needed to sign the legal papers first to untangle our assets, to show him I wanted nothing from his blood money.

I placed the papers on his desk, hidden under a stack of reports.

Just as I turned to leave, the front door slammed.

My scent spiked with fear. He wasn't supposed to be back.

"Alana!"

The Alpha Command in his voice hit my knees like a sledgehammer. I bit my tongue until I tasted copper to stay standing.

Austen walked in. Agitated. Dark hair messy. Eyes flashing gold. His wolf was fighting for control.

He stopped, nostrils flaring. He was inhaling my scent. Rain and jasmine. To him, it was heroin. I saw his pupils dilate. He took a step toward me, reaching out.

Mate, his wolf seemed to whisper.

For a second, the air crackled with the bond. The undeniable pull.

Then, a high-pitched scream shattered the moment.

"Austen! Help me! She put glass in it!"

Joyce.

Austen's face hardened. The gold vanished, replaced by steel gray. He pushed past me, slamming my shoulder into the doorframe.

We ran to the guest room. Joyce was on the floor, clutching her arm. Blood oozed between her fingers. Beside her, a shattered vase.

"I just wanted to talk to her," Joyce sobbed, playing the victim with Oscar-worthy precision. "I asked if her hand was okay, and she... she threw the vase at me. She called me a leech."

"I didn't," I said, voice shaking. "I haven't seen her all night."

"Liar!" Joyce shrieked. She revealed a shallow cut on her forearm. "Look what she did!"

I smelled it then. The faint, acrid scent of Wolfsbane on the glass. Stale. Pre-applied. She had laced the glass before cutting herself.

Austen turned to me. The temperature dropped.

"You used Wolfsbane?" he growled.

"Austen, use your nose! The scent is stale! She put it there herself!" I pleaded.

Austen grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. His grip was bruising. "My wolf wants to rip the throat out of anyone who accuses you."

A flicker of hope.

"But my wolf is an animal guided by biology. I am guided by honor. You attacked the woman who saved my life."

"I saved your life!" I screamed. The truth ripped out of me.

Austen froze. Then, he laughed. Dark. Hollow. "You? You were a child. You passed out from fear in the backseat. Joyce carried both of us."

He shoved me away. "Stay here. I need to get the antidote."

He turned to Joyce, voice softening. "I'll be right back."

He left.

I stood there, panting. Joyce stopped crying instantly. The tears evaporated. She looked at me, a smirk curling her lips.

"You're pathetic," she whispered. "I own his guilt, Alana. Which means I own him."

"I'm leaving," I said quietly. "You can have him. You deserve each other."

I turned to the door. I had to get to the access road.

Blocked.

A massive Beta warrior stood there, holding a cloth dripping with liquid. Metallic. Sharp.

High-concentration liquid Silver.

"Alpha's orders," the Beta grunted. "Containment."

"No," I gasped.

He lunged. I tried to dodge, but my broken hand slowed me down. He clamped the cloth over my face.

The silver burned like acid. My lungs seized. The last thing I saw was Joyce, checking her nails.

"Make sure you tie her tight," she said. "We have a long night ahead."

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Her father, a gambler, owed a lot of money to a Wealthy Family Who are wolves particularly to Don Master Cole, who is rich, and hair to the Empire. He negotiated to give out the daughter on contract for marriage knowing he wouldn't be able to pay but wanted to benefit more from Cole. Nancy had no option but accepted the conditions in order to rescue her father, Martins. Their mutual agreement takes an unexpected turn when, surprisingly , Fredrick Williams, Cole's younger brother who has eyes on Nancy, used his men and abducted her on their way. He wanted her to himself. Don Master Cole (DMC) didn't know his brother had in hand on Nancy's abduction. Nancy had found solace with Cole but surfers in the hands of her abductors in standing by for Cole having seen she has a lot to gain if he marries her. How could she be rescued hence Fredrick vows never to give up, change her mind and accept the condition of Fredrick to earn her freedom or will she negotiate not to deal with any of them?

Action Modern Romance

9.3

Innocent Silesia

9.3

No!" My voice rang loudly. "Like I said, this is the first time I've even been in this city." "Ah, I see..." His voice shifted. "I was going to give you a different punishment. But since you claim you haven't slept with me..." He leaned forward, his smile cruel. "Why not refresh your memory?" When Matteo's empire is shaken by betrayal, a stolen jewel, a night of seduction turned deception, his wrath is swift. He vows to hunt down the thief who dared to cross him. But fate delivers him the wrong girl. Silesia Elton is twenty-three, an orphan from the quiet seaside town of Averna. She comes to Bellmere chasing nothing more than a job, a chance, a future. Instead, she is mistaken for the thief who stole from the king. Kidnapped, accused, and punished, her innocence is shattered in a single night of cruelty. By the time Matteo realizes the truth, it's too late. Silesia is gone, leaving behind nothing but tears and the echo of words he has never heard before: "I don't want your money." But Matteo cannot forget her. Dreams of her innocence haunt him, stirring something he has never known, remorse. Guilt sharpens into obsession, and soon the man who swore never to chase anyone finds himself searching for the girl who slipped through his fingers. Meanwhile, Silesia struggles to survive in a city that devours the weak. Betrayed by the law, cast out by kindness, she is forced into the shadows, where every hand that offers help demands a piece of her soul. Yet even as she runs from the man who ruined her life, fate drives her back into his world. Caught between the two is Matias Loki, Matteo's twin, a man who hides warmth behind ambition and whose gentle eyes see in Silesia the light his brother cannot hold. But desire between brothers is dangerous, and Silesia becomes the spark that threatens to burn the empire down.

Action Mafia Modern

7.1

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

7.1

I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."

Action Billionaire Fantasy

9.0

THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE

9.0

I swore vengeance long before I swore the law. The night my twin sister's future was stolen, a promise was carved into my soul-to dismantle the empire of Alexander Stone, the ruthless leader of the Xander MC. Not with fists or bullets, but with patience, precision, and the law he thinks he's untouchable from. Now I walk in his shadow. To him, I'm a sharp-tongued lawyer with a backbone of steel-the woman he thinks can shield him from justice. To me, he's nothing but a target. Every word I speak, every smile I fake, every late-night meeting in smoke-filled rooms is just another thread in the trap I'm weaving around him. But vengeance has its own dangers. Somewhere in the blurred lines of loyalty and deception, I start to feel the pull of the very man I came to destroy. His voice lingers, his touch burns, and the closer I get to ending him, the closer I fall into something I can't control. He doesn't know my secret-yet. But when the mask falls, when he realizes the knife has been in my hands all along, it won't just be a reckoning. It will be war. And in this war between justice and desire, I may lose more than my sister's revenge... I may lose myself and I don't know if I'll destroy him... or if he'll destroy me first.

Action Modern Mystery

9.0

The Promise That Never Saw Daylight

9.0

Alpha Ryder Blackwood demands his mate accept his infidelity to grant a 'savior' a final wish: a child of his bloodline. However, the woman claiming to have saved his life is a fraud. The true savior is his mate, who is now dying from the very silver wound she took for him. After discovering his betrayal, she cancels their bonding ceremony and severs their link forever. As she disappears to face her final days alone, the Alpha is left to face the devastating truth of his mistake.

Action Fantasy Modern Romance Werewolf

8.2

The Quiet Conspiracy

8.2

After lending money to his sister’s friend, a dedicated police officer is met with a false assault accusation and a shocking paternity test result. The scandal destroys his career and leads to the tragic deaths of his parents and pregnant wife. Driven to suicide by despair, he suddenly wakes up in the past. Now reborn, he must use his knowledge to dismantle the conspiracy, protect his family, and enact justice against those who ruined him.

Action Fantasy Modern Mystery

Replaced By A Fake: The True Luna's Revenge

Chapter 2

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