Revenge Of The Fallen Omega
After Lila Stark, a wolfless Omega is rejected by her mate, the ruthless Billionaire Alpha Sebastian for crimes she didn't commit, her family is killed and she manages to escape death, forced to start afresh.
Things don't go as planned for her when she's murdered by rogues but luckily for her, the moon goddess grants her another life and she's no longer the wolfless omega.
She's back with a wolf and one mission.
Now,Alpha Sebastian is in need of a bride to secure his inheritance, he launches a competition to select the most worthy female wolf to be his bride and Luna and Lila with a new face and name she enters his world once again becoming everything he wants in a bride.
This time she's not the weak Omega he rejected
but his perfect match and worst nightmare...
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Chapter 3
LILA
I land on the ground with a thud, blood splattering from my mouth and I hear the crack of my bones from the impact of the fall before I feel the pain.
I don't dare look up to see the furious look on Beta Arden's face as he closes the gap between us.
What must I have possibly done to deserve all this torture?
Maybe the moon goddess is punishing me for trying to escape my fate, if I had let myself stay in that cell at least by now i would have died and I would be resting peacefully.
In a split second Beta Arden grabs my hair forcefully causing a scream to escape my mouth as blood gushes from it.
"Please Beta, I will do what you want now," I beg.
"Oh so now you want to do your job, do you think I will let you know off the hook so easily ? " he says, positioning me on my knees in front of his bulging cock.
"Suck me off bitch," he commands.
With shaky hands I force the bile that I feel resurfacing and start to do as I'm told when the door bursts open.
"Beta Arden I expected better from you, what do you think you're doing with that cunt from the Halemoon Pack, do you want to have our heads hanged ?" A freakishly tall man says as he storms into the room with a fearful looking Pen on his trail.
Fear blossoms in my spine, how could he know who I am?
Beta Arden releases his grip on me and tosses me aside as his eyes widen in shock.
"Pen, how dare you let Lila Stark into this bar, are you out of your mind?" he barks.
"Please I'm sorry Alpha Damian and Beta Dryden. I didn't know she was the one, I would never do anything on purpose to ruin our alliance with the Hale moon Pack." she pleads.
I don't know how to feel as I watch their interaction but scared and confused as I watch their interaction. I would have never come here if I knew they had alliances with my former pack. I thought was escaping death but it seems like I cannot run away from it.
" Beta take Pen out of here and make sure she gets the punishment she deserves, I will handle you later." The Alpha commands as he closes the gap between us.
He grips me my throat, cutting of my air supply as a curious glint crosses his eyes.
"As for you, you have ten minutes to get your ass out of here, leave no trace of your belongings and I will pretend like this never happened."
•••
I am back once again to where I started.
Immediately Alpha Dryden warned me, I limped out of the room and before I was able to make it to the servant quarters to carry the kitty belongings I had, Pen had already thrown them outside.
She forced me to strip from what I was wearing and gave me the torn clothes I came in with, now I've been I'm walking through the streets for over a day,scared for my life because it seems like Sebastian has warned people of me.
If he warned them of me then why hadn't Alpha Dryden returned me back to my pack? I wondered as I stopped next to a tree to shade me from the winter breeze.
I am so weak, hungry and bruised. All the wounds that I got since being at my pack hadn't healed and the ones from made it more difficult for me to breathe, unfortunately I am wolfless so, it's going to take at least a week before I heal.
I sigh, sitting against the tree when the smell of waffles envelops me. Looking over, I spot a bakery and a plump woman arranging pasteries inside.
Maybe if I begged enough she would pity me and give me just a bite, I think as I force myself to my feet, ignoring the pain as I make my way over.
"Good day Ma'am, please can you give me just a bite from the waffles, I will clean and sweep, whatever you want me to do please, " I beg.
Her head whips up and the smile on her face disappears. " You insolent rat, get out of my face, arent you ready ashamed of yourself ?"
"Please, I will do anything you want," my desperation takes over, never in my life did I think I would be so desperate for just a bite of waffles but the groaning of my stomach and wobbbling of my legs leaves me no other choice.
"Get out of here before I call the Police on you!" she warns, grabbing a broom to chase me away like I'm so fly.
I limp away before she hits me and I make my way down the street, people scrunch their noses when they see me, some even push me out of their way and somehow I can understand.
I already irritated by my smell and I'm sure that I look worse than I smell.
I trip on a basket of tomatoes and I start to apologize before the owner even says a word.
"Scurry along you little wrench and cause havoc some other place, he barks after me.
I finaly reach the outskirts of the town and I fall to my knees to regain my breath when I hear a growl.
My breath hitches in my throat as I spot seven black wolves staring at me with hungry looks in their eyes.
"Stupid girl, what made you bold enough to come to this part of town, don't you know this is our territory ?" the biggest wolf rasps as he steps away from the others, slowly closing the gap between us.
A shiver of unease cascades down my spine, "Please i didn't know I wasn't supposed to be here, I will leave now."
An amused laugh escapes the wolf's lips, "too late for that girl, you're going to be our dinner for the night," it says before pouncing on me.
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7.5
The Duke was standing in the middle of the room, his hands in his pockets, his head tilted to one side. It was a relaxed, casual pose, and yet the way he looked at her was anything but casual. The deep midnight of his eyes burned and he radiated a subtle, sensual energy that made the air around him crackle.
He looked like a man who'd never heard the word 'no' in all his life. Unluckily for him, 'no' was the only word she had.
"There's no reason why I should stay," Anna clasped her shaking hands together in an effort to still them. "I'm not marrying you."
His gaze flickered, his mouth curving slightly, and she had the disturbing thought that far from putting him off, her insistence was only inciting him further.
"But you haven't heard my proposal yet," he said mildly. "Isn't that why you're here?"
"I don't need to hear it. I already know that my answer will be no."
"Of course. But you can hardly tell your father that you heard me out when you haven't, in fact, heard me out.... Anna."
9.6
Areli was the hardest-working medic in the Blackridge Clan, but her efforts only earned her the title of a useless burden.
Her supposed lover, Eugene, and her senior mentor, Gloria, lured her to the edge of the deadly Blackwind Cliff and shoved her straight into the abyss.
She miraculously survived the freefall, only to return and find Gloria standing before the entire clan, wearing a mask of fake sorrow.
"Look! The traitor is back! She eloped with wild males!" Gloria shrieked.
Eugene stepped up, looking heartbroken, and publicly accused her of betraying his love.
The crowd erupted, raining hisses and boos upon her, completely ignoring the horrific, life-threatening bruises that covered her battered body.
They blindly believed the lies, treating her like garbage while Gloria secretly plotted to poison her water and destroy her completely.
Areli felt a chilling sense of betrayal. How could the man who claimed to love her watch her fall with such cold eyes?
To make matters worse, her modern biochemist instincts revealed a terrifying truth: she was unexpectedly pregnant with the child of a savage Warlord she had encountered in the wild.
In this brutal, primitive world, showing any weakness was an absolute death sentence.
But she wasn't going to cower or run away.
Refusing the Warlord's offer to simply rescue her, Areli calmly placed a highly toxic herb on her drying rack and left her tent flap open.
The bait was set. Now, she just had to wait for the screams.
8.5
A spiked martini at her second-anniversary party led Amelia to stumble into a dark VIP suite, where she unexpectedly lost her virginity to a stranger.
Returning home, the morning light revealed her husband, Kyler, reeking of another woman's perfume, with red lipstick on his collar and a fresh scratch below his ear.
The suffocating guilt of her own mistake instantly vanished, replaced by a cold, sharp block of ice. Kyler, instead of apologizing, mocked her and threatened to cut off her ailing mother's nursing home funding if she didn't play the loving wife.
His two years of coldness and refusal to touch her, claiming stress, were exposed as a pathetic, disgusting lie. Amelia, refusing to be a victim, filed for divorce and began a digital hunt for the IP address that had wiped the club's security servers.
Amidst this escalating fight, she encountered Kyler's formidable half-brother, Jonas Brown, her old academic rival. The familiar scent of crisp cedar and dark tobacco, combined with a fresh scratch on his hand, sparked a terrifying, impossible suspicion.
Then, trapped in his car, a phone call confirmed her custom Cartier ring was missing from the very penthouse suite where she'd spent that fateful night. The horrifying truth slammed into her: Jonas was the stranger. Without a word, she Venmoed him $5,000.00 with the note: "Service fee and hush money." This was war.
8.3
"Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light."
Evelyn never meant to uncover the truth.
But one question won't leave her mind
What's really on those tapes?
What begins as curiosity drags her into a world of secrets, danger, and a man who is everything she should fear.
Lucas is darkness wrapped in temptation.
Ruthless. Dangerous. Untouchable.
He warns her away.
He gives her a chance to run.
But Evelyn doesn't.
Because there's something about him that pulls her closer even when every instinct scream to escape.
He's the villain everyone fears.
And the one she can't stop craving.
In a world where nothing is safe and desire is a weapon, Evelyn must decide:
Run from the monster...
or fall straight into his arms.
Because something can be both delicate and violent.
And loving Lucas might be the most dangerous choice she'll ever make.
9.4
I was standing in the center of the gallery, holding a glass of expensive champagne, when the screens behind me flickered and my life ended.
It was supposed to be an art unveiling, but the monitors shifted to fake footage of me handing evidence to the FBI.
My fiancé, Ethan, looked at me like I was a sick dog that needed to be put down.
My father slapped me across the face in front of everyone, disowning me to save his own skin.
That was when Luca Vitti, the city’s most dangerous man, stepped in.
He cleared the room and took my hand.
I thought he was saving me.
I didn't realize he was just collecting a new pet.
I was locked in his estate, isolated and terrified.
Then, my healthy mother suddenly "died" of pneumonia in a Vitti clinic.
Days later, I saw Luca’s frail stepsister, Clara, breathing easily for the first time in her life.
She had my mother’s lungs.
I became nothing more than a breeding vessel.
When I fell pregnant, I overheard Luca and Ethan planning my death.
"Once the kid is cut out, she's a loose end," Luca had said.
They were going to kill me and give my son to the woman who stole my mother's breath.
I couldn't let that happen.
So, I staged a tragedy.
I induced labor in secret, hid my living son, and placed a fake corpse in the crib with a note: The Vitti Legacy.
I escaped while they mourned.
Five years later, Luca finally found the doctor’s confession.
He learned that Clara had orchestrated everything.
He opened the velvet box I left behind and realized it was empty.
Now, he knows I didn't kill his son.
I saved him from becoming a monster like his father.
8.4
Running from her father's rejection, Isabella arrives in London determined to start over, only to walk straight into temptation and danger. Her obsessive ex is waiting at the airport. And the stranger from her one reckless, unforgettable night in New York is now her new billionaire boss.
*************
"Hello, Isabella." Mateo Rossi's voice is low, smooth, and dangerously familiar, sending heat curling through her before she can stop it.
She freezes. He leans back, eyes dark and unreadable, lingering on her just a little too long.
"I never knew Nathan had a daughter like you," he says softly. "All grown up." Relief floods her.
He doesn't recognize her. Not the girl from that night. Not the one who lost control in his arms. Or he does, and he is choosing to pretend. Because Mateo watches her like she belongs to him. He tests her, corners her, pushes her past every limit she thought she had. Doors close.
Tempers snap. Boundaries blur. And Isabella realizes something far more dangerous than her past catching up to her. London was never her escape. It is his world. And this time, Mateo Rossi has no intention of letting her walk away.