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 5

Alana POV:

I dragged my broken body to my father's estate.

Every breath was a knife. Ribs definitely fractured. But rage is a potent anesthetic.

I walked into the dining room. My father, a Beta who sold me out for a socialite, looked up from his soup.

"You smell like a slaughterhouse, Alana," he said. "Have some decency."

Joyce sat across from him. My stepmother, Diana, sipped wine.

"Where is it?" I rasped.

Joyce pointed under the table with her foot. "Dropped it. Clumsy me."

The locket was shattered. Silver dust glittered on the rug.

I fell to my knees, picking up pieces. The silver burned my fingertips. I needed the back panel—the map.

"Look at her," Diana laughed. "Scavenging rat."

Joyce kicked my hand. The shard flew across the room.

"Oops," she giggled.

Something snapped. Not a bone. A restraint.

I stood up. Moved faster than an Omega should. I grabbed Joyce's hair and yanked.

Smack.

My hand connected with her cheek. Years of torture behind that blow. Joyce flew out of her chair.

"You bitch!" Diana shrieked, shoving me.

Weakened, I fell onto the silver shards. Metal sliced my palms.

"Lock her up!" my father roared. "Until Austen comes to collect this animal!"

Servants grabbed me. Dragged me to the basement.

"Wait!" Joyce yelled. She grabbed a vase of blue flowers. "Put these in with her."

Hydrangeas.

My throat tightened just looking at them. Deadly allergy.

They threw me into the dark basement. Tossed the flowers in. Door slammed. Lock clicked.

Darkness.

Flashback. Seven years old. Trunk of a car. Gasoline. Can't breathe.

"Let me out!" I screamed.

Panic triggered a forced shift. My body rebelled. Bones rearranged without permission. But I was too weak.

I was stuck halfway. Spine twisted. Jaw elongated. A monster of half-flesh, half-fur, suffocating on pollen.

Upstairs, the front door crashed open.

"Where is she?" Austen. Frantic.

"She attacked Joyce!" Diana screamed.

"I smell her fear!" Austen roared. "I smell... death."

Footsteps thundered. Door kicked open.

Light.

Austen stood there. He saw me. The twisted creature gasping for air.

He kicked the hydrangeas away, fell to his knees, and pulled me into his arms.

"Alana! Breathe!"

My vision faded to black edges. I looked up. In the dim light, I saw the boy from the wreck.

"Stellan..." I wheezed.

Austen froze. His body went rigid.

Stellan. His mother's nickname for him. Whispered in the wreckage fifteen years ago. Joyce didn't know it.

"What did you say?" he whispered, trembling. "How do you know that name?"

Realization dawned in his eyes. The scent. The memories.

He knows, my wolf whispered. Finally.

"Austen! My heart!"

A scream from upstairs. Joyce.

"It's stopping! Help!"

Austen flinched. The Alpha mask slammed back down. He looked at me, then the stairs. Confusion warred with panic.

"You hacked my personal journals," he said, voice hardening, trying to rationalize the impossible. "You found the name. You're trying to manipulate me."

"No..."

"Liar," he spat. He stood up. "Stay here. I'll send a doctor. But don't think this trick will work."

He ran up the stairs.

I lay on the cold concrete.

And with that, the last ember of love died.

Dalton, I called out mentally. Come get me.

I'm coming, Little Wolf, a deep voice echoed.

The White Wolf had a new pack.

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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 5

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