Fake Heiress, True Luna Novels & Stories

To become Marcus's Luna, I hid my identity as Crimson Ridge pack's Alpha heiress and married him. Since two Alphas have difficulty conceiving offspring, I even begged the pack witch to suppress my bloodline, downgrading my wolf from Alpha to Beta. After I finally got pregnant, Marcus was out shopping with his omega mistress while I was being attacked by rogue wolves and losing our child. I forced myself to like the social media post where his lover was showing off their relationship, fighting back nausea. His call came through immediately. "What are you trying to pull now! The pack successfully signed a cooperation treaty with the neighboring pack today. You didn't even show up to the celebration, so Ivy had to take over all your Luna duties and has been taking care of my daily needs. You should be thanking her for helping you out!" "You're supposed to be a strong warrior! How can one pregnancy make you this delicate?!" He finished his rant and hung up in anger. Right. I'd been away from home too long. I was starting to forget my own last name. I didn't hesitate anymore. I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in ages. "Beta Hayes, book me a flight for tomorrow morning. I'm going back to Crimson Ridge pack."

At sixteen, Freya thought she had escaped the loneliness of the orphanage when she was adopted into the powerful Sutton family. Instead, she was sold into a loveless marriage with Malum Sutton, a greedy womanizer twice her age who needed a wife to claim his inheritance. But across Dubai’s glittering skyline and the Modern-day United States (Chicago, New York), another truth is unfolding. The Harrison family — wealthier and more powerful than the Suttons—reveals their matriarch once gave birth to a quadruplet, not triplets. Their long-lost daughter was stolen at birth, Three brothers, Kai, Rowan, and Sage, begin a desperate search for their missing sister. When business brings Sage to the Sutton estate, he notices something odd: Malum’s wife flinched at his touch, her silence screaming of abuse. What Sage doesn’t yet know is that this fragile woman is the sister he’s been looking for. Malum, terrified of losing control, fabricates DNA tests to present his secretary as the missing Harrison daughter. Until betrayal turns on betrayal. Odessa, the woman who once delivered Freya into Malum’s hands, exposes the scheme. But Malum does not give up so easily. Manipulating their son’s innocence and stoking Freya’s insecurities through jealousy of Harrison's wives, he lured her back into his grasp. He binds her with a cruel contract, one designed to strip her of everything unless she can prove his infidelity. This time, however, Freya is no longer alone. With her brother’s love and her own newfound strength, she turns Malum’s trap against him. From orphan to outcast, from victim to heiress, Freya claims her place as the true Harrison daughter.

Look out Seattle! The city's most eligible bachelor is on the prowl for a worthy fiancee! Marriage is a big commitment. Arguably being a CEO'S fake fiancee is even a bigger commitment. Seattle is what Zoey Saunders now calls home after jumping from city to city in hopes of hiding from her personal bogeyman. One wild night propels her straight into the chaotic world, and warm arms, of the city's lone wolf sealed by a hush hush contract. How will she protect the billionaire player from the jaws of hungry wolves? Ten million dollars is on the line! Enter the world of Xavier Danvers and Zoey Saunters filled with bitter exes, dysfunctional families, kick mini adventure and rekindled love!

🔞🔞🔞Warning 🔞🔞🔞 this book contains mature themes such as explicit sexual content. Not recommended for readers under 18. There is nothing thicker than blood. Or so they say. While my father built an empire, I was there to help him every step of the way, fully expecting that one day I would be the sole heir to his wealth as he promised. It was all a lie. He left it all to his only daughter, Katerina. Because she’s blood and I am not. And Katerina is not like anything I expected. She’s smart and insolent, and too beautiful for her own good and she doesn't care about me or her inheritance. She’s everything I never knew I wanted. But I won’t give up on my ambition for the pretty eyes of a foreign girl. She might haunt my dreams now, but I will haunt her nightmares. I have a year to break her and drive her away and I don’t plan on wasting my time. Even when my heart bleeds for her love.

Switched at birth. Married to her enemy. Still in love with her first love. When Hazel Jackson is claimed by billionaire Edwin Castell as his daughter, her quiet life shatters. Thrown into a mansion full of secrets, lies, and betrayal, she learns the truth, she isn’t his child at all. Caught between her cruel husband, Dimitri, and her forbidden love, Charles, Hazel must choose between revenge and redemption before her stolen life destroys her completely.

"Did you think I’d just let you go?" Suzanne’s grip on her son tightened as Charles took a slow step forward, his smirk curling like smoke in the air. "I sent you the damn divorce papers, Charles. Sign them and leave." He chuckled. "Oh, I got them." Another step. "But I don’t sign away what’s mine." She backed up. "I am not yours. I stopped being yours the night you betrayed me." His jaw clenched. The silence stretched—thick, suffocating—before he lunged. Suzanne barely had time to gasp before his hands were on her, ripping their son from her arms. The boy hit the couch with a soft thud and let out a startled cry. "You son of a—!" She shoved at him, clawing, struggling, but he was stronger. His hands dug into her waist, yanking her against him, his breath hot and reeking of alcohol. "You’re mine, Suzanne," he growled, fingers digging into her skin. "And if I can’t have you—" his grip tightened, his lips brushing her ear, "no one will." Then—CRACK! Charles gone—ripped off her, sent flying across the room. Suzanne gasped, chest heaving, scrambling back just as her attacker crashed into a table. A voice, dark and furious, sliced through the chaos. "Touch her again, and I’ll kill you." Her heart stopped. She knew that voice. Liam Carter. --- Trapped in a loveless marriage to a ruthless CEO, Suzanne Smith thought she had no way out—until Liam Carter, her high school sweetheart, walked back into her life. He’s everything her husband isn’t—kind, passionate, and willing to fight for her. But leaving Charles Langford won’t be easy. His Lies. Betrayal. Violence. Will she escape his grip, or will her past consume her? How far will she go for freedom?

Elara Voss had spent her whole life in the shadows of wealth she didn’t inherit trapped in her father’s empire, dismissed by her stepmother, and humiliated by the man she once loved. On her twenty-sixth birthday, she discovers a shocking truth, her family’s fortune was never hers to claim… because someone else holds the real inheritance a man she’s never met. Determined to reclaim her life, Elara fakes a new identity and enters the glittering world of high society. There, she meets a mysterious, brooding billionaire, Kael Hawthorne, who’s as alluring as he is dangerous. He’s rumored to be ruthless, untouchable, and utterly untamed but Elara has a secret she holds the key to the empire he’s desperate to protect. What begins as a calculated alliance a partnership to outmaneuver her family soon spirals into a web of deception, desire, and betrayal. Every masquerade ball, every whispered secret, every heated glance pulls them closer… and yet, every lie threatens to destroy them both. Elara must decide will she settle for vengeance, or risk everything for love with a man who might be the only one who truly understands her?

He wanted a replacement. I was the original. For three years, I was Evie, a woman with no past, saved from a tragic accident by the devastatingly powerful Nathaniel Blackwood. He gave me a name, a home, and a purpose as his contract lover. I thought it was love. The night he proposed in a shower of gardenias, I believed my fairy tale had come true. Until she walked back into his life. Serena Sterling. His missing first love. The woman whose face is my mirror image. In a single moment, my world shatters. I discover I’m not his beloved, I’m her gilded substitute. Every detail of my life, from my perfume to my smile, was curated to match her. And now that the original has returned, the copy is discarded. Heartbroken and betrayed, I vanish from his penthouse with nothing but the clothes I wore when I woke up in the hospital three years ago. But my escape uncovers a truth more dangerous than his deception. I am not a nobody. I am Alessandra Vanderbilt, the missing heiress to a billion-dollar empire. The accident that stole my memory wasn’t random, it was an attempt on my life. And the woman who shares my face may have been the one who ordered the hit. Now, I have two battles to fight: reclaiming my legacy from the aunt who wants me gone, and resisting Nathaniel Blackwood, who has realized too late that the woman he threw away is the only one he truly craves. He’s using every resource from ruthless business deals, public grand gestures, and soul-baring groveling to win me back. But how do you trust a man who loved you only as a reflection of another?

Can true love really save the day when a young female finds herself in the arms of a strong alpha male that insists, she is his mate? After a life of hell, Isabella literally runs into her mate Asher while trying to escape her dark fate and a lifetime of pain. Isabella’s history is filled with fake family and horrible spells. Asher helps her to find out the truth about her past and build a new future. Will she ever be able to feel the mate bond or will they just find true love and live happily ever after?

On the night of our third anniversary, Killian missed dinner again. Texted me he was working late at the auto shop. I looked at the $5.90 clearance cake on the table. I'd fought a crowd at the grocery store to buy it. I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat. We need to save for a real house in Brooklyn, I told myself. I put the cake in the fridge. I wrapped my cheap coat tight and walked into the cold to deliver late-night takeout for extra cash. I never expected to run into my "poor" husband at a luxury hotel in Manhattan. He stepped out of a Rolls-Royce in a sharp custom suit, tossing hundred-dollar bills to the valet. A hot woman wearing a priceless pigeon-blood ruby followed behind him, hooking his arm. "Killian, it's snowing so hard. Are you really going back to Brooklyn to play house with your naive little peasant wife?" she whined. Killian looked at the cheap, tarnished silver ring on his finger. A hint of softness crossed his cold eyes. "For three years, she worked five jobs a day to pay off the fake debts I made up. She wouldn't even see a doctor when she was sick." "That's enough. She passed my test. Once I deal with the rat in the family, I'll tell her everything. Give her the glory she deserves as my Donna." The woman bit her lip. "What if she finds out you're a Mafia Don and is just after your money? Why not tell her you have a terminal illness—see if she'll drain her savings to save you. Test her one more time…" Killian stayed quiet for a long time. Finally, he nodded. "One last test. After this, I'm giving her the grandest wedding." The freezing wind howled. I gripped the paper takeout bag. Tears rolled down my face without a sound. I am done with this arrogant, lying love.