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The Luna He Couldn't Break

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The moment I stepped out of the suffocating room, the night air hit me like a blade. Cold, sharp, and merciless. My chest tightened as if the walls were still pressing in on me, and every step across the stone courtyard felt heavier than the last.

I didn’t even realize I was crying until the taste of salt reached my lips. I pressed a hand to my face, but the sob caught in my throat refused to stay down.

Why me?

The thought tore through me like a wound. Why am I the one trapped in this fate? Married to a man who never wanted me. Bound to an Alpha whose heart belongs to someone else. What kind of cruel destiny is this?

A laugh broke out of me, sharp and bitter. It sounded foreign, like it didn’t even belong to me. I was promised happiness… or at least a chance at love. Instead, I was thrown into a gilded cage. How long can I survive in a life that isn’t mine?

The creak of a door pulled me back. My head jerked around, and my heart stuttered. Lucas stepped out, tall and composed, the moon
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  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    The Luna He Couldn't Break

    The moment I stepped out of the suffocating room, the night air hit me like a blade. Cold, sharp, and merciless. My chest tightened as if the walls were still pressing in on me, and every step across the stone courtyard felt heavier than the last.I didn’t even realize I was crying until the taste of salt reached my lips. I pressed a hand to my face, but the sob caught in my throat refused to stay down.Why me?The thought tore through me like a wound. Why am I the one trapped in this fate? Married to a man who never wanted me. Bound to an Alpha whose heart belongs to someone else. What kind of cruel destiny is this?A laugh broke out of me, sharp and bitter. It sounded foreign, like it didn’t even belong to me. I was promised happiness… or at least a chance at love. Instead, I was thrown into a gilded cage. How long can I survive in a life that isn’t mine?The creak of a door pulled me back. My head jerked around, and my heart stuttered. Lucas stepped out, tall and composed, the moon

  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    A Thin Line Between Hate And Fire

    AnnaI was running.The ground seemed endless beneath my feet, and the fog pressed thick against my chest, stealing every breath. Ahead of me, a figure darted through the mist. No matter how fast I pushed myself, she stayed just far enough away.“Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking.She didn’t stop.Something inside me knew I had to catch her, that if I didn’t, I’d lose something important. My legs burned, but I pushed harder. Then she turned her head.And my heart stopped.I froze in place, staring.The curve of her cheek. The way her hair fell against her shoulder. Even from the side, I knew it.She looked like me.Exactly like me.My stomach twisted as the world tilted sideways.“Who are you?” I whispered. But she just stared, her silver eyes glowing through the mist like ice, like light.And then she vanished.---The dream shifted.This time, it was Lucas.He was in front of me, his jaw tight, arguing with a man whose face I couldn’t see. Shadows hid everything but the gleam of a

  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    I Thought It Was All A Dream

    Lucas stopped a few feet in front of me, arms at his side, head tilted like he was trying to figure out whether I was real or an illusion. That usual confused stare of his, the one that always made me want to punch him right in the face was plastered across his annoyingly handsome features.“What happened to you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow like I’d shown up dragging a dead body behind me.What happened to me?I stared at him, something finally clicking in my head. Lucas. Of course.Lucas had always played pranks on me. Back in school, he lived to humiliate me. Tripping me in hallways, switching out my textbooks, pulling the most ridiculous stunts just to get a laugh. So why would I think today was any different? Why would I believe just for one second that maybe he’d changed?Why did I even entertain the idea that the man I saw in the library could be anyone other than Lucas in another one of his stupid disguises?Oh, well played, Lucas.My hands balled into fists.Then without thi

  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    Nothing. Just Another Disaster

    I stared, frozen. He was standing now. Tall, lean, eerily familiar. His eyes met mine with the same stunned disbelief I must’ve worn on my face. My breath hitched. This has to be a dream. A cruel one. Or a vision. Or maybe I’d finally lost my mind. Because the man standing in front of me looked exactly like Lucas. Same sharp jawline. Same tousled dark hair that fell across his forehead in perfect disarray. But his aura… no. This wasn’t Lucas. I would've known. Lucas didn’t have a twin. Right? But then, why had no one ever mentioned this? Not in school, not during the formal dinners, not even in hushed pack gossip. And I would’ve remembered a face like his. He stretched with a lazy yawn, like I’d just interrupted the best nap of his life. His arms lifted overhead, shirt riding up slightly to reveal a line of toned muscle before falling back into place. Then, slowly, he walked toward me. My heart thudded louder in my chest. He stopped right in front of me. His gaze

  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    Double The Trouble

    "I..."The word slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. I could feel him behind me. The heat of his body, the weight of his stare pressing into my back. My voice cracked, and I hated that it did.I hated that he made me sound weak."You what?" he asked, his voice laced with that smug, lazy amusement that made me want to throw the nearest vase at his head.I spun around, fully prepared to bite back, only to stop short. My face nearly collided with his bare chest.Literally.I sucked in a sharp breath.He was standing so close I could see the drops of water still sliding down his chest, the trail they left along the lean muscle of his torso. His skin radiated heat, and whatever soap he used clung to him like something forbidden, earthy and sharp, like cedarwood and danger. I hated how good he smelled.I froze. Embarrassed. Unprepared.He didn’t flinch. Didn’t move. He just stood there watching me, his eyes dark and unreadable.Then he raised his handMy heart thudded."Lucas..."

  • The Luna He Couldn't Break    I Don't Really Know Who I Was

    "Did I awaken something inside you?"Lucas's voice came from behind, quiet but cutting through the room like a blade. The kind of question that wasn’t meant to be answered out loud. The kind that demanded a truth you weren’t ready to face.I turned slowly. He leaned against the dresser, arms crossed, one leg tucked behind the other like he was enjoying a private show. Like I was some performance he’d been waiting to see unfold.Something curled in my chest. A lingering heat that had no business being there. My skin tingled. My breath still hadn’t steadied. Whatever happened between us, it hadn’t just been a moment. It had been a shift. A spark that refused to die.“I don’t know,” I whispered, my voice shaking more than I liked. My feet shuffled back without meaning to. “I don’t know what that was.”His expression didn’t change, but something behind his eyes flickered. Just for a second. “You morphed.”My body tensed. “What?”“You changed,” he said slowly, like he was trying to convin

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