Ex-luna's Revenge Novels & Stories

He looked at me with hate, fixing me with a stare that wanted to make me change my mind of my own accord. I shook my head, and the words Diogo had said echoed through my mind. “This... this can’t be true. I am—but no, it was more than that; I was just a girl who had been bullied, controlled, tortured—by everything that had happened to me, the way I had been so quickly deprogrammed and reprogrammed in so little time.“ I’m just Alora. The ex-Luna of SilverClaw. I’m nothing more.”

“Good. Let her drown in it. By the time she realizes what’s happening, her empire will already belong to us.” Liam’s eyes darkened with hunger—both for power and for me. “And Elijah?” I tilted my head, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across my lips. “Elijah will be next. Tonight was just the opening act.” The car sped away through the city streets, leaving behind a sea of flashing cameras and screaming headlines. By morning, Luna Reed wouldn’t just be fighting for her life. She’d be fighting for her very name—and losing.

Watching Ana debut as Luna was spectacular. She nailed her performance on ever level, and she certainly impressed. Photos haven’t stopped being snapped around her. Right now, Ana is being praised by the queen herself, who I knew would love both Luna and Ana. There is already chatter around Luna and her ethereal voice. It’s exactly what I wanted for Ana. Being a popular singer gives her power. Power she will need to help her get revenge on those who wronged her. Sometimes revenge is violent and loud. Sometimes revenge is subtle and quiet. It’s the type of revenge that you don’t see coming, and the type that leads to positive influence. Revenge doesn’t always have to be a bad, wrong, or evil t

My voice was calm, but laced with venom. Elara nodded, her expression unrepentant. "We are. And we're not going to hide it anymore." I felt a searing pain in my chest, but I refused to let it consume me. I was the Luna, and I would not show weakness. They were a bunch of fools. "I reject you, Davis Miles," I said, my voice firm. "You're no longer my husband. And as for you, Elara... our friendship is over.”

Alpha Lucifer hissed in pain as she punched into his stomach. “But she is not here.” Luna Hailley glared at him hard and then sniffed harder while moving her gaze in my direction. “I still refuse to believe that Lisa can do something like this.” I snapped my head in their direction, narrowing my eyes, forgetting the pain in my chest.

I think it might finally be time to kick off my little plan of revenge. Long gone was the Ava she knew. She has no idea what I have planned for her. My mind went overboard with all the different replies I would love to send, but I went for simple nonchalance: "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm rather busy tonight getting my nails fixed." I hadn't even had a chance to put the phone down when our father—my supposedly beloved biological father, the great Malakai Athena—called. Yeah. His name is as over-the-top and ostentatious as his personality.

My parents, the pack that I had loved, lost, and betrayed by, that innocent girl who had said yes in some other reality, only to be betrayed and burned down to ashes. However, this time around, I smiled and took the ring with the vow to kill every traitor and reason for mine and my parents' deaths. "Yes," I said. "Yes...yes...yes, I will marry you. I will be your Luna, your forever." Placing the ring on my finger, he drew me again into his arms. We forced our bodies against each other in an imitation of sex. All the pack howled in glee around us. Kimberly appeared, squealing, and threw her arms about me, as though we had been bound together by friendship rather than bloodshed.

Luna assured her, and Cecile broke down in her arms. “I will make them pay for everything they did to her,” Luna vowed, her gaze fixed on the little black dot on the wall. “They will wish they never hurt her.” They would wish they had died with Calla, because Luna was going to make life hell for every one of them. Everyone who hurt her—Luna Norman—and everyone who hurt Calla Rose. With one identity, she would make them bleed. They’d better be prepared for the coming storm.

Claws gleamed on some hands. The lead warrior stepped forward. He was tall and strong. “Lucas! You were captured. Now you walk with the enemy? And her?” He pointed at Scarlett. “She stole our supplies. She attacked us.” Lucas let go of Scarlett’s hand but stayed close. “Listen to me. Scarlett is not the enemy. She is the true Luna. Her blood can heal this pack and make us stronger.” Whispers moved among them. A few wore stunned expressions. Head shakes followed, quiet but clear.

All chose her. Valen felt it too. His smile dropped. “You’re not just a queen,” he said slowly. “You’re a revolution.” “Yes,” Luna said. “And revolutions don’t kneel.” She slammed her palm into his chest. Silver light exploded. The explosion threw everyone backward. When the light cleared, Valen was on one knee. Not hurt. Not really. But his crown of bones had a crack down the center. And Luna… Luna stood untouched. Silver light still pouring from her palm.