Romans Survival Game & Histoires Luna Second Chance

For five years, I played the perfect puppet. As the Saintess of humanity, I used my sacred magic to protect the Blood Moon Pack, believing Alpha Caleb’s promises of a peaceful future where humans and werewolves could coexist. I loved him. I became his Luna. It was all a calculated lie. On the night the prophesied apocalypse fractured the earth, Caleb chained me to an obsidian altar. He didn't want to stop the end of the world; he wanted to harness it. Alongside his true she-wolf mate, who had been mocking me from the shadows for years, Caleb sacrificed my life force to awaken the ultimate weapon: the forbidden Lycan King. As my blood spilled and the world began to dissolve into ash, Caleb got his reward—the awakened King instantly obliterated him. But instead of destroying me next, the terrifying Lycan King knelt by my dying body. With eyes filled with a devastating, ancient grief, he pressed his lips to mine. A desperate, soul-shattering kiss bound our fates just as reality collapsed into darkness. "I will find you in the next life," he whispered against my lips. "Even if I have to burn the world down again to reach you." When I opened my eyes, I was back five years in the past—on the eve of my betrothal to Caleb. Armed with memories of the future, I will no longer play the sacrificial lamb. I will tear Caleb’s pack down brick by brick. But to survive the coming doomsday, I need the ultimate ally. I must venture into the forbidden catacombs to awaken the imprisoned Lycan King early. Only this time, the prophecy is changing, and the monster who ended the world is looking at me like I am his entire universe.

The night I died, I discovered my marriage was a lie. Alpha Rhydian Crowe never loved me. He married me to unite our packs, while I foolishly believed I had won his heart. Then Virelle Sorn plunged a silver blade into my chest and left me with one final truth: I had been a pawn from the beginning. But death was not the end. I woke three years earlier, on the morning of my wedding, with the memories of my murder still burning inside me. This time, I know better. I will not marry Rhydian for love. I will not trust Virelle. I will not become anyone’s pawn. But as I rewrite the future, strange cracks begin appearing in everything I thought I knew. The people I trusted hide dangerous secrets, and the man I swore to hate may not be the enemy I remember. The moon gave me a second chance. This time, I intend to survive.

"He's the alpha women obey. She's the lone wolf who refuses to kneel because kneeling is what got her family killed." Ryley Halliwell has spent seventeen years hiding from the werewolf world. Her fated mate never marked her before he vanished into the massacre that destroyed her pack, and months later he'd already claimed someone else, leaving her alive, unmarked, and impossible to explain. She's been running from that world, and from fate itself, ever since. To everyone around her, she's a brilliant forensic accountant and a fiercely protective single mother. What she is underneath is the last surviving Luna of a bloodline someone still very much wants controlled. A summer contract pulls her into the territory of the wealthy, feared Orion Pack, and everything she's built starts to unravel. Alpha Blake Orion doesn't just want obedience from her, he wants to understand the pull he can't explain, the jealousy he has no right to, the protectiveness that grows sharper every time she's threatened. Widowed, guarded, and certain he'd never want anyone like this again, Blake finds himself unable to stay away from the one woman who won't bow to him. But Ryley's audit of Orion's finances is dragging old corruption into the light, and the man who orchestrated her family's destruction seventeen years ago is still out there, still powerful, still protected by a council that has far more to hide than anyone in Orion territory realizes. Caught between an old bond that never claimed her and a new one she doesn't trust herself to survive, Ryley has to choose: keep running, or finally stand and fight for the family she was never supposed to get to have.