Ioana has never had it easy. As the wolfless omega of the Redmoon Pack, she's been a constant reminder to everyone of what she isn't. Shunned by her parents, humiliated by her packmates, and heartbroken by the Alpha's cruel rejection, she feels like nothing but a ghost in a world that doesn't want her. But then, in a cruel twist of fate, she becomes the mate of Alessandro Bianchi, the ruthless High Prince of the New Moon Kingdom, who doesn't want her either. When Ioana's pack offers her to Alessandro as a political pawn, everything spirals out of control. The mate bond pulls them together, but Ioana refuses to be a pawn-she flees. Alone and desperate, she discovers an ancient bloodstone that unlocks her magical heritage. But her peace is short-lived as Alessandro forces her into marriage, marking her as his captive. On the day of his coronation, Ioana's true power is revealed, and she stands by his side as the rightful queen-but even that isn't enough to stop the betrayal that lurks around every corner. With the pack, her family, and even Alessandro's own secrets threatening to tear them apart, Ioana must fight for her throne, her identity, and the love she's not sure she can trust.retract
IOANA'S POV
"Ioana Redmoon," from afar, I could hear the melodious voice of the High Priestess calling my name.
It was the Full Moon Appreciation Night, a night to strengthen the mate bond, and I was late.
My sister had locked me up in the basement. Goddess knows how I managed to get out just for this.
For him, my mate, Ramon-the Alpha's son and my longtime secret crush.
I had waited for this day for years, dreaming of it.
My hands shook in jitters, cold and clammy with sweat, as I pushed through the crowd of people, rushing for the elevated platform.
But suddenly, it was silent.
Ghost-quiet. Eyes turned to me, trailing after me.
I hunched my back, subconsciously protecting myself from their stares-something I had grown used to.
My stomach dropped. Something was wrong.
My gut screamed at me, but I shook it off with a what could it be, pressing forward.
And that's when I saw it-the consequences of my stubbornness hitting me like a wild, galloping horse.
It was him.
My mate, pressing against the body of my sister.
The fingers I once held adoringly were now weaved between her locks,
his mouth on hers, with such passion it left me stunned as he pressed her flush against him-kissing her.
My heart dropped to my stomach. I froze. No, this can't be true. He wouldn't do this to me.
It must be a dream.
The formerly gentle night breeze, the moon's glow that once caressed me, turned icy and harsh.
"Oh, the disgrace is here." Those were his first words to me after noticing me, his brows furrowed deeply.
"It's revolting to pretend to like you, Omega," he spat, eyeing me with disgust.
"Did you ever think that I, Ramon, would settle for you? You're nothing but a wolfless Omega, unworthy of me."
"That's why I, Ramon Redmoon, reject you, Ioana of the Redmoon Pack. Now get out of here before you bring more shame to this ceremony. Your existence already taints it."
The crowd gasped at his words, his words a shock to them as much as they were to me.
I stood frozen on the spot. I was rejected by my mate just like that.
For what? Was it because I wasn't good enough? I wanted to scream.
Maybe I offended him.
I shook my head. There hadn't been a rejection in Redmoon Pack for decades, almost becoming a myth-but I broke that.
I groaned, gripping my heart.
The knife-stabbing pain assaulted me, like my heart itself was being peeled. It told me it wasn't my illusion.
But despite the blinding pain that coursed through my body, chatters erupted around me, news spreading.
I could feel it-the dagger-like stares digging into me, the glances of contempt and disdain.
Words poured in, slicing my skin and digging into my wounds.
"The goddess must be covering her face in shame."
"Who does she think she is?"
"I've always hated her anyway."
"Wants to become our Luna? She must be dreaming."
"Look at her. Fragile, powerless, and unworthy. She's not fit to stand beside the Alpha's son."
I curled my fingers, clenching them into fists. My nails dug into my palms, but they couldn't relieve a tenth of what I was feeling.
My head buried deeper and deeper. Not a single person stood up for me.
After everything I'd done. I'd been a slave to this pack my whole life.
Unwillingness lit within me. Fingers clenched. Towards everyone. Towards him.
Why? Why did he do this to me?
I thought he loved me! He said he would cherish me!
I clenched my teeth, grinding them, tears brimming. But I held them back.
I wouldn't shed a tear.
I didn't want him to see me with tears gushing down my red eyes, shoulders trembling, body quaking-devastated because of him.
That would only fuel his ego.
I straightened my back under the mountain-like stares of the crowd.
I thought I had the composure, but-
"Ramon, I don't think it's okay to do it like this. Look at her-she's shaking.
I'm sure if the trees rustle one more time, she'll faint. I told you this would break her.
She's my younger sister, and I've never wanted to hurt her..."
She placed her hands on her chest, gold tresses tumbling downwards, an image of compassion with sympathy overflowing as she gazed down at me.
"After all... she deserves the right to know the truth... of our love," she spoke, turning to my mate.
It stung my eyes harshly-the irony.
He smiled back at her, his eyes melting in ways they never did with me.
I should have expected it, but for some reason, despite everything she had done to me...
When I heard my sister's hypocritical voice, something in me snapped.
The shame, the humiliation.
The grief and betrayal surged, turning into a tsunami of unwillingness and resentment, swirling within me, violently slashing the walls of my heart.
It ached. Bled.
I let out a self-deprecating chuckle. So I turned out to be the clown, and everything was my illusion-it was never real.
But I didn't want to agree.
That. Everything. Was. A. Lie.
I staggered backward. My hand grabbed at my chest. I gasped, letting out wheezes.
My lungs tightened uncomfortably. The realization was shattering.
My view changed.
Everyone around me faded away into the inky darkness that crept toward me.
The ethereal full moon looking down at me turned sinister and ominous.
The trees stretched their twisted branches toward me.
Piercing chatters continued like a thousand buzzing bees, never leaving.
It was as if the whole world was against me.
I covered my ears, but it penetrated deeper, latching onto me.
Dragging me into its inky depths.
Desperation urged me forward, driving my motions.
I sank deeper, flailing my limbs, but it was inevitable.
Despite my struggles, it wrapped around me.
It's no use... no matter how hard I try...
I closed my eyes in despair, awaiting my fate.
Just when-
Then, suddenly, like a switch-
The world was bathed in red.
With a boom, it was like something shattered.
A rage that couldn't be explained in words clouded my reasoning.
Then, a voice-unfamiliar but intimate-rumbling with power that erupted goosebumps all over my body, spat:
"Scum."
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
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Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!