webnovel
#R18
#SLICEOFLIFE
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#ALPHA
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE

Rise of the Rejected Luna

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES] “I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.

HeeSha_TA · Fantasy
Zu wenig Bewertungen
220 Chs
#R18
#SLICEOFLIFE
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#ALPHA
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE

_Screw Them All!

I blinked as I watched the video being played on the projection screen.

It was none other than my darling Phoebe and best friend Beta Negan, both sitting on a bench in a garden at night time.

"You're my best friend's mate, Phoebe." Negan seemed disturbed in the video as Phoebe tried to kiss him. "And the Moon's Chosen, not to mention the pack's Luna. This... This would be blasphemy."

This couldn't be happening. There had to be some kind of mistake somewhere.

Meanwhile, my mother was seemingly alarmed by the video playing on the projection screen behind her and started shouting out.

"Where's the person in charge of the projection slides?" She hollered from the stage. "Turn this off! Turn it off!"

She struggled with an iPad in her hands but no matter how many times she clicked on it, the video on the projection screen didn't stop playing.