The Rise Of The Forsaken Luna

Briana George always believed she belonged in Moonveil Pack. She trained hard, dreamed big, and hoped that one day she would stand beside her childhood friend, Drake, as his Luna. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything shatters. Drake, her fated mate, rejects her in front of the entire pack and chooses a political marriage with Laura instead. Framed, humiliated, and stripped of her rank, Briana is cast out as a rogue. Left with nothing, Briana is saved by the few who truly love her: Linda, David, their children, and later Peter, Natty, and Milan. Together, they teach her how to survive outside pack walls and how to rebuild her broken identity. Slowly, Briana becomes stronger than she ever thought possible. She earns respect from new allies, discovers her hidden power, and begins to rise from the pain that once almost destroyed her. But danger grows in the shadows. Marcus, the cruel Alpha who betrayed her, tightens his grip on Moonveil. Laura schemes to keep her false crown. And far away, the ruthless Alpha Morgan begins to take an interest in Briana's growing strength. As these threats close in, Briana must decide who she wants to become: a victim of her past or a leader who shapes her own future. And when the time comes to face them all, who will fear her rise the most?

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Chapter 3

BRIANA

Suddenly, Drake lets out a piercing scream, his hand flying to his neck as if he's trying to tear something off. Through my tear-blurred eyes, I see it-his skin searing with the burgundy-red mark of betrayal. A jagged heart, split with three harsh lines, burns itself into his flesh.

The pack gasps. Some wolves stare in shock, others whisper in horror, and a few... a few actually smirk as if enjoying my pain.

Agony shoots through me like fire. The mate bond that we sealed last night, when Drake held me close and made love to me, now twists and shatters inside me. Every breath feels like knives. Each heartbeat feels like my chest will split open. I clutch my stomach, crying, choking on the pain, waiting for the fire to consume me whole.

And then-just like that-it fades.

I force my eyes open. Drake is standing straight now, breathing hard, the torment on his face gone. He looks at me coldly, his voice rough and final.

"We are no longer mates, Briana."

The words slice through me deeper than claws ever could.

My rage pushes past my heartbreak, boiling over. Without thinking, I lunge at him. My hands twist into claws, and before he can move, I rake them across his face. His scream tears through the air as his blood splatters warm against my fingers. A scar-my scar-will forever mark him.

And why shouldn't it? He knew. He knew he was promised to Laura Joss for years. He knew our love was forbidden. Yet he still took my innocence last night. Still made me believe we had forever.

Strong arms wrap around me, pulling me back before I can strike again. I breathe in the familiar scent of David, Drake's uncle by marriage, my godfather, and my late father's closest friend. He murmurs in my ear, steady and calm, "Briana, enough. Stop. He'll carry that scar for life. You've done enough."

I tremble, shaking with fury, but I let David's words sink in. My chest heaves as I drag in a deep breath, forcing myself to still.

Then Alpha Marcus steps forward, his voice booming with anger.

"Briana George! You have disgraced this pack!"

My head snaps toward him. Rage lights my veins. He's the one who disgraced me, stripped me of my beta rank-the last gift I had from my parents before they were killed last year. He made me an omega without hearing my truth. He made Drake reject me.

I glare, my voice breaking but fierce.

"No, Marcus. You and your son are the disgrace of Moonveil Pack! My parents gave their lives for you-for this pack-and this is how you repay me?"

The pack stirs uneasily, whispers of disapproval rising against Marcus and Drake.

Marcus snarls, spit flying as he rages.

"It is because of your parents' sacrifice that I allow you even this much!"

His eyes blaze with hatred as he delivers the final blow.

"Briana George, you are no longer a member of Moonveil Pack. You have until midnight to leave this territory, or you will be hunted as a rogue and put down."

The words crash over me like thunder. I feel the pack bond snap, like my very heart being ripped apart. My body shudders, and for a moment, it feels like my soul stops breathing. The weight of omega shackles falls away, and my true beta blood flares in my veins once more.

In half an hour, I've gone from beta... to omega... to nothing but a rogue.

"Marcus, this is madness!" David roars back at the alpha.

But Marcus only sneers.

"No, David. This is justice. If you think I have gone too far, then leave with her. See how long you last."

David opens his mouth, but another voice cuts through the air.

"Then we will leave."

Everyone turns.

Linda Bruce, Marcus' elder sister, strides forward with her head held high. Her figure wavers before my eyes, blurred by the waves of pain and rejection crashing through me. But her voice is strong, unshakable.

"Moonveil Pack is nothing but liars and snakes. I will not stand by my brother while he destroys what our family built."

I shake my head weakly, wanting to protest, to stop her from severing her family bond for my sake. But my legs buckle. My vision darkens.

David catches me before I hit the ground, holding me firmly against his chest. His voice is low, steady, for me alone.

"Don't fight it, Briana. Rest. If Linda says we're leaving, then we're leaving."

I try to push away, to stay awake, but the pain, mixed with the lingering wolfsbane in my blood, drags me under. My eyelids fall shut, and the last thing I hear is Linda's voice rising in a storm of defiance against Alpha Marcus.

Then darkness swallows me whole.

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On the eve of her wedding to a man she doesn't love, Victoria Halstead makes a choice that will change the kingdom forever she runs. Victoria has spent her entire life being the perfect daughter, the obedient lady, the bride her father selected. But when she discovers her marriage is nothing more than a political transaction to keep her controlled and confined, she does the unthinkable: she escapes into the night with nothing but a hidden trunk and a desperate hope for freedom. What she doesn't know is that her bodyguard, Rowan, the quiet, brooding man who has been watching over her for months-is not just protecting her. He's been waiting for this moment. Because Victoria's beloved uncle didn't die of natural causes. He was murdered. And the truth he died protecting could shatter the kingdom. Victoria isn't just a runaway bride. She's the rightful queen of Aveloria. Her mother was a Keeper one of the legendary bloodline with abilities to sense truth from lies and the last direct descendant of the true royal family. For three generations, the current king's dynasty has ruled on a throne built on murder, lies, and stolen power. And now that Victoria knows the truth, the king will stop at nothing to silence her. Hunted by her own father, chased by the king's soldiers, and targeted by assassins, Victoria must choose between the safety of obscurity and the dangerous path of reclaiming what was stolen from her family. With Rowan by her side fierce, loyal, and impossibly devoted she begins to gather unlikely allies: a cynical mercenary with a dark past, a former bounty hunter turned believer, and lords who are tired of serving a tyrant. But claiming a throne requires more than royal blood. It demands strategy, sacrifice, and the willingness to become the leader her people desperately need. As Victoria learns to trust her Keeper abilities, master the art of war, and navigate the deadly politics of rebellion, she discovers that the girl who once feared leaving her room has become a woman capable of leading armies. Yet danger lurks everywhere. Assassins infiltrate her inner circle. A traitor hides among her most trusted allies. And the dying king's brutal brother waits in the shadows, ready to seize power and drown the kingdom in blood. With an army marching toward her, time running out, and the weight of a kingdom on her shoulders, Victoria must make an impossible choice: run and save herself, or stand and fight for a crown she never wanted but a kingdom that desperately needs her.

Action Fantasy Romance

8.7

Accidentally Adopting My Husband's Secret Daughter

8.7

"Your daughter's Punnett square project is quite unique, Mrs. Vance," the science teacher slides the wrinkled worksheet across the steel desk. For five years, I played the devoted mother to Maya, the orphaned girl my husband Mark brought home after his supposed best friend died in a car crash. I wiped her tears, baked her cupcakes, and loved her as my own flesh. Now, staring at the dominant alleles circling Maya’s blood type on the paper, the math fails. The dead best friend was O-negative. Mark is AB-positive. Maya is AB-positive. He didn't adopt an orphan; he smuggled his dead subordinate’s illegitimate child into our home under the guise of grief. He expects me to keep playing the saint. Instead, I’m calling my lawyer to draft an irrevocable family trust. The front door clicks open downstairs. Mark's heavy footsteps echo in the hall, calling out for his "two favorite girls."

Modern Mystery Romance

9.6

After My Groom Faked My Arrest, I Chose Freedom

9.6

The day Felix got engaged, he went out of his way to send some troublemakers after me. By the time I was done at the police station and got home, night had fallen. As I arrived, I overheard someone asking Felix where I'd been. Felix laughed and said, "Afraid she'd cause a scene, I kept her at the police station for the day. By the time she gets back, it'll all be settled." Standing outside the door, I forced a bitter smile and shook my head. I blocked Felix on every platform, turned around, and boarded a plane to another country. That night, I heard Felix lost it when he couldn't find me. Usually composed, he went crazy, whispering with bloodshot eyes, "She's probably upset, throwing a tantrum. She'll come back once she cools down, she has to." But he didn't know, I wasn't running away in anger—I genuinely wanted nothing more to do with him. --- After dealing with the police, it was already dark.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

After My Lover Saved Her, He Let Me Burn

8.4

The bench was cold under me. I did not move. I had been sitting outside the laundromat for a long time. Maybe an hour. Maybe two. The numbers on the parking meter blurred when I looked too long, so I stopped looking. A plastic bag drifted past my shoes. Someone inside the laundromat was laughing at a TV. The dryers hummed through the wall, low and steady, like something breathing. I did not know my name.

Modern Mystery Romance

9.1

Heiress Unleashes Vengeance

9.1

The familiar scent of recycled air filled my lungs as I stepped off the plane at LAX, my fingers tightly gripping the handle of my carry-on. Inside that unassuming case lay eight years of my life's work—experimental anti-cancer data that could potentially save thousands of lives. The biometric lock hummed softly against my thumb as I verified its security for the third time since landing. Eight years. The same amount of time I'd spent loving Marcus from across the country. My stomach fluttered with anticipation as I navigated through the terminal. Today marked the end of our long-distance relationship and the beginning of our future together at Cedars-Sinai. "Dr. Chen, please proceed to customs lane four," a voice announced overhead. I adjusted my glasses, mentally rehearsing the presentation I would give tomorrow.

Modern Mystery Romance

7.0

Marked By The Monster: The Lycan King's Bride

7.0

I stood at the altar, ready to bind my soul to Holden, the man I had loved since we were pups. But the moment his stepsister, Jaidyn, let out a shrill scream, he ripped his hand away from mine. He abandoned me in front of the entire pack, cradling her in his arms and claiming his wolf had chosen her over me. The humiliation didn't end there. When I tried to leave, Holden kidnapped me. He locked a silver collar around my neck, searing my skin and cutting off my connection to the world. He dragged me to a filthy dungeon, ignoring my screams, and began draining my blood to "save" Jaidyn. As my life force faded into the IV bag, I watched Jaidyn smirk behind his back, her "wounds" healing instantly. Holden called me a monster for hurting her, blind to the truth. To him, I was just a weak, latent wolf—a spare blood bag for his mistress. But they made a fatal mistake. They didn't know that the "weakness" inside me was actually a dormant power waiting to explode. And they certainly didn't know that my rejection of Holden had already summoned a new mate. The terrifying Lycan King, Alphons, was coming. And when he arrives, he will burn their world to the ground.

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