"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.
"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.
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.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.