"Diana!" The sharp voice of the Luna broke through my thoughts. "Get in here and clean this mess up!" "You call this clean? What kind of worthless creature are you?" "I'm trying my best, Luna," I whispered, avoiding her piercing gaze. I could feel the heat of her anger radiating from her like a storm waiting to unleash its fury. "Your best isn't good enough!" she spat, stepping closer... I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Please, I-" "Enough!" she shouted, cutting me off. "You think you deserve pity? You're lucky to even be here. Remember that, or I'll make you regret it." "Leave her alone, Luna." I glanced back, my breath catching in my throat as I met the gaze of Alpha Kael. His dark hair framed his chiseled face, and those deep blue eyes held a mixture of authority and something softer that made my heart flutter. "She's a servant," the Luna hissed. "She deserves to be treated as such." ----- Eighteen-year-old Diana Foley became a rogue after the beta of her pack killed her parents, the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha and Luna. Following her escape, Diana is taken in by another pack, the Dark Shadow Pack, where she is relegated to a mere servant and mistreated by the Luna. She later discovered that her fated mate is the Alpha of her new pack but he rejects her... How does Diana face her rejection? Read this enthralling fantasy romance story and let yourself be transported into a world full of surprises!
As I stared blankly at the ground, I reminisce about the betrayal of the beta of my former pack, the Silver Moon Pack, a year ago. I just turned eighteen and my parents who were the Alpha and the Luna of this once powerful pack were brutally stabbed and killed with a dagger by the second in line, Eliott, who deemed them as weak for wanting to sign a peace treaty with our fiercest rival, the Red Blood Pack. Now Eliott is the undisputed Alpha and he's bracing for an all-out war with our merciless adversaries.
Suddenly, I heard the piercing laughter of the Luna of my adoptive pack echoing in the corridor, a sound that twisted my insides like a knife. Her voice, filled with venom, reminded me of my place within the Dark Shadow Pack: a servant, a nobody.
"Diana!" The sharp voice of the Luna broke through my thoughts. "Get in here and clean this mess up!"
I sighed, pushing my unruly hair behind my ear, and trudged into the main hall where she stood, hands on her hips, glaring at me. "You call this clean? What kind of worthless creature are you?"
"I'm trying my best, Luna," I whispered, avoiding her piercing gaze. I could feel the heat of her anger radiating from her like a storm waiting to unleash its fury.
"Your best isn't good enough!" she spat, stepping closer, her breath hot against my face. "You're nothing but a useless slave. If you can't clean, maybe I should find a more suitable punishment for you."
I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Please, I-"
"Enough!" she shouted, cutting me off. "You think you deserve pity? You're lucky to even be here. Remember that, or I'll make you regret it."
As I turned to leave, my heart sank with familiar despair. What would it take to escape this life? I longed for the day when I could feel free, but every moment of abuse chipped away at my spirit.
Just then, I heard a voice behind me, smooth and commanding. "Leave her alone, Luna."
I glanced back, my breath catching in my throat as I met the gaze of Alpha Kael. His dark hair framed his chiseled face, and those deep blue eyes held a mixture of authority and something softer that made my heart flutter.
"She's a servant," the Luna hissed. "She deserves to be treated as such."
Kael stepped closer, his presence radiating power. "She may be a servant, but she's still a member of this pack. Show her some respect."
I could hardly believe what I was hearing. The Alpha was defending me? My heart raced, a flicker of hope igniting in my chest.
"Respect?" the Luna scoffed. "You want to coddle her? She's nothing but an orphaned outcast. You're better than this, Kael."
"Am I?" he challenged, his voice deep and resonant. "You think being cruel makes you stronger? You're wrong. Strength lies in protecting those who can't protect themselves."
I barely dared to breathe.
"Stay out of this," the Luna snapped, but Kael didn't back down.
"Diana," he said, turning his attention to me, "you're worth more than the way she treats you. Remember that."
His words washed over me like a balm, igniting something deep within. "Thank you, Alpha," I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.
He nodded, and for a moment, I felt a connection-a spark of something more. But then, it was gone, replaced by the cold reality of my situation.
Days turned into weeks, and the tension between Kael and the Luna escalated. I found myself stealing glances at him when I thought no one was looking. Each time our eyes met, my heart danced with a mix of fear and longing. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between us, something fated.
Then came the night that changed everything. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow that illuminated the forest. I had slipped away from my duties, desperate for a moment of freedom. I wandered deeper into the woods, feeling the earth beneath my feet and the cool breeze against my skin.
Suddenly, I heard a rustle behind me. I turned, and there he was-Kael, his eyes reflecting the moonlight, filled with an intensity that made my heart race.
"Diana," he breathed, stepping closer, the distance between us shrinking.
"Alpha," I stammered, but the words felt so hollow.
"Just Kael," he insisted, his voice low and inviting. "Tonight, I need you to understand something."
Before I could respond, he closed the distance, capturing my lips with his. It was a kiss that ignited a fire within me, a whirlwind of passion and longing that I had never experienced before. I melted into him, forgetting everything around us-the Luna, the pack, my servitude.
But when the kiss ended, reality crashed back. Kael pulled away, his expression shifting from desire to regret.
"Diana, I can't," he said, his voice strained. "You're a servant. I can't take you as my Luna."
The rejection cut deeper than I expected. "But... I thought..."
"I know what you thought," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "But I can't make a slave my mate. It wouldn't be right."
His words stung, but I forced myself to hold his gaze, even as my heart shattered. "I'm not just a slave. I'm more than that."
He stepped back, pain etched on his face. "I wish it were that simple. But in this world, it isn't."
As he turned to leave, I felt a surge of determination. I wouldn't let this be the end of my story. I would find a way to break free from the chains of my past, and I would show him that I was worthy of being more than just a servant. I was destined for something greater.
And I would fight for it, even if it meant facing the darkness of my past head-on.
In a humble village, young Jane Woods' life is shattered at the tender age of six when a tragic accident claims the lives of her farmer parents. Their tomato-laden trailer careens off the road, bursting into flames upon impact and leaving no survivors. Orphaned and inconsolable, Jane is forced to live with her cruel aunt Betty and uncle Pat, who resent caring for a child not of their blood. Over the next decade, Jane endures a life of drudgery and maltreatment. She is subjected to endless chores, long hours toiling in the tomato fields, meager food rations, and harsh punishments from her heartless guardians. Her tiny frame remains frail and sickly, a mere shadow of the vibrant girl she once was. When Jane turns sixteen, the village is set astir by a mysterious visitor - an aide to the king, searching in secret for a bride for the kingdom's heir, eighteen-year-old Prince Dubois. The once handsome and lively prince fell into a vegetative state two years ago after a devastating riding accident. A witch foretells that only the kiss of true love from his wife can revive him. Seizing the opportunity for wealth, Jane's repugnant uncle Pat agrees to sell her to the king's aide, deaf to her desperate pleas. Torn from the only life she's known, Jane finds herself whisked away to the breathtaking royal palace to become Prince Dubois' wife. Initially recoiling at the prospect of marrying an unresponsive vegetable, Jane's resistance melts when she meets the kindly king, who begs her to save the kingdom by loving his son. For three years, she dutifully tends to the comatose prince, though her heart remains closed off. As the king grows impatient and considers replacing Jane with the cunning Thalia, she resolves to genuinely fall for Dubois...
"Hi, yes you aren't dreaming, it's the chubby Kelly," I say inwardly as I see the unhappy face expression of Jason who is disheartened. The guests laugh at us. They call our couple all sort of names. "The prince charming and the pancakes' eater Kelly" is one I can sadly remember." "I, Jason Bentley of the South pack, reject you Kelly Thompson as my mate and the Luna Queen," he declared fiercely. *** Kelly Thompson, an eighteen-year-old curvaceous and wolfless she-wolf, has been quietly admiring Jason Bentley, the heir apparent to the throne of the dominant South pack, for a number of years. Unfortunately for Kelly, she doesn't get the same attention in return from Alpha heir Jason, as the handsome daughter of his old father's Gammas, Betty Nord, is already the love of the pack's future Alpha. But, the plump Kelly has an advantage over the skinny Betty because of a strong vow made by Jason's father, the Alpha King Don Bentley, that his son will marry the daughter of his Betas who gave their lives two years ago in a fight against the North pack's fiercest adversaries in order to preserve the life of the Alpha heir. But clearly, nothing goes as smoothly as Kelly imagines.
In the heart of the mysterious Katanga forest, a society of werewolves thrived under the ruthless rule of Alpha Paul Okunde. On Pamela Koppa's eighteenth birthday, the overweight Omega faced the cruelest rejection from the imposing Alpha she secretly admired. Deeming her weak and useless, Paul expelled Pamela from the lavish palace, sending her back to the modest cabin of her scolding father. Quietly enduring the sting of rejection, an unexpected chance at love arose for Pamela through the affections of the Beta twin brothers, Tom and Samba Akong. The intelligent but ferocious twins deeply cared for the curvaceous Pamela, fighting viciously for her love and straining their once-unbreakable bond. Their younger sister Lola, a stunning she-wolf destined to become the Alpha's Luna, accused the "lazy fat Omega servant" of bewitching her brothers with her generous assets. When Lola manipulated Paul into banishing Pamela from pack lands, the heartbroken Omega became a lone rogue werewolf. Only her inner wolf Shily guided Pamela as she spent two harsh years surviving violent attacks from rival packs in the unforgiving wilderness. Over time, she shed weight and honed her fighting skills, transforming into a formidable she-wolf. Meanwhile, Alpha Paul's inability to conceive an heir with the barren Lola drove him to seek a new, beautiful mate from a foreign pack. During his journey, he encountered an alluring lone wolf bathing nude in a forest stream. Instantly smitten by her beauty, the Alpha courted her gently and romantically, a striking change from his usual brutish ways. Unrecognizable after her dramatic transformation, Pamela accepted Paul's proposal under the false name "Jelly," intending to secretly enact her revenge. Upon returning to the Leopards' palace, the pack marveled at their Alpha's new princess, except the scorned Lola. When Jelly gave birth to Paul's son Lim, he finally banished Lola, cementing Jelly as the new Luna. However, a vengeful Lola revealed Jelly's true identity as Pamela to Tom and Samba. Disbelieving his Betas' claims, Paul rashly ordered his general Amon to kill the brothers when they tried to expose Pamela's deceit. Though Tom and Samba escaped, they rallied outcasts to help reclaim the throne. Warned by Pamela, Paul and his loyal warriors, led by Amon, decimated the twins' forces in an epic, magical battle of shifting werewolf forms and bloodshed. After the victorious clash, Pamela finally confessed her identity to a horrified Paul. Ashamed at his past cruelty, the Alpha begged forgiveness, blaming his anger and vowing to be a better mate. Pamela pardoned him, and they wed in a lavish forest ceremony celebrating the pack's new Luna with revelry and ancient rituals. Under the united leadership of Paul and Pamela, the Leopards Pack ushered in an era of peace and acceptance, allowing all werewolves to take pride in their true forms. The once-reviled Omega had achieved her destiny through courage, cunning and the incredible power of transformation.
In the bustling city of Palmer, a striking beauty named Jane Hart lived a life of modest means with her father Mark, a retired construction worker. Despite her impoverished background, Jane's goddess-like physique - slim, svelte, with black tresses, brown eyes, and baby's skin - belied her station as a mere waitress struggling to make ends meet. One fateful day, while working as a cleaner at an art gallery, Jane's path crossed with that of Brandon Harrington, the heir to a prominent crude oil empire. Brandon was instantly captivated by Jane's ethereal beauty, and struck up a conversation about art that revealed her unexpected depth of knowledge. Recognizing her potential, he offered her a job as his secretary. Jane eagerly accepted, and on her first day, her beauty mesmerized the entire office, including Brandon himself. As they grew closer, an undeniable attraction blossomed between them, much to the chagrin of Brandon's long-time colleague Isabella Normand, who became consumed with jealousy. When news of their budding romance reached Brandon's aristocratic parents, Edward and Evelyn Harrington, they were appalled at the prospect of their son consorting with a woman of such low birth. Determined to put an end to the affair, they hired a private investigator who uncovered Jane's sordid past as a former prostitute, a desperate means of survival she had long since left behind. Devastated by the revelation, Brandon found himself torn between his love for Jane and the demands of his formidable parents, who insisted he break off the engagement and marry the more socially acceptable Isabella Normand, whose father was a valued business associate. Reluctantly, Brandon acquiesced, shattering Jane's heart and casting her back into poverty. Undeterred, Jane invested her meager savings into launching her own fashion company, a long-held dream that blossomed into remarkable success. However, fate had more twists in store as a financial crisis struck, decimating the Harrington empire and leaving Brandon and Isabella destitute. In a cruel twist of fate, Brandon found himself seeking employment at Jane's thriving fashion house, where he was granted an interview – only to come face-to-face with his former love. Despite the pain of their past, Jane's forgiving nature prevailed, and she hired Brandon as an accountant. But their reunion was short-lived, as Jane's new, wealthy companion grew increasingly possessive and abusive, culminating in a shocking public assault witnessed by Brandon. Outraged, Brandon intervened, reigniting the spark between him and Jane as her companion stormed off, their engagement shattered once more. Seizing the opportunity, the impoverished Brandon rekindled his relationship with Jane, harboring ulterior motives to exploit her wealth and regain his former opulence. Yet Jane's friend warned her of Brandon's deceitful plans, prompting her to hire a private investigator who uncovered Brandon's embezzlement of company funds. Confronted with the truth, Jane was forced to face the harsh reality of Brandon's betrayal. He was swiftly prosecuted and imprisoned, leaving Jane heartbroken but ultimately free to find true love and happiness with her reconciled companion. Together, they married and welcomed a beautiful daughter, a testament to Jane's resilience and the triumph of her unwavering spirit over the adversities that once threatened to consume her.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.