Fake Heiress, True Luna Novels & Stories

"Marcus." "Eleanor says it's normal. After trauma." "Is it helping her?" Luna shrugged. "As long as she knows he's not really there, I guess it's her way of coping." "What about you?" Helena asked. "How are you coping?" Luna thought about it. Three weeks ago, she'd been Luna Reyes, nobody from nowhere. Now she was Luna Chen-Vaughn, daughter of a murdered engineer, half-sister to two women she barely knew, wife to a man facing federal charges, and apparently the only person who could make a mysterious energy device respond.

"Goodnight." "Goodnight, my love," he whispers into the dark room, his lips tilting into a sad smile. *** By the third night of their island getaway, Luna decides the trap is fully set. Through an untraceable account on X, a highly confidential video file is uploaded. Initially, millions of Stella's delusional fans laugh off the accompanying text, which boldly accuses the beloved goddess of drugging a prominent CEO to force a shotgun marriage. To the general public, Stella is a billionaire heiress who possesses no reason to resort to such disgusting, low-class tactics.

They both had participated in a play in college and they were enacting it out for Vera especially. The story was about a Luna who was rejected by her Alpha mate and cheated too. Poor Luna was heartbroken and left his pack without a second glance at him. Later on she met a handsome Alpha who happened to be her second chance mate. The surprising element of the story was that the Luna was a secret heiress of an Alpha King. 'Verena, doesn't that sound just like our story? It's like they're retelling our story differently to us.' Verity exclaimed as the play was still on going.

"Seize her!" The Wolfkin guards forced me into a booth, pinning me down so I couldn't move. "Luna, what are you trying to do?" I gasped. "You'll find out soon enough!" Luna sneered as she propped up her phone. "Hey there, my lovely Wolfkin fans! This is Luna Everhart, the wife of our newly reinstated royal heir, Prince Reyn! Today's live broadcast will expose something shocking. "I'm sure you've all heard about my husband's ex-wife. Yes, Selena Valtara—the same woman who abandoned Prince Reyn for wealth and power!

She is mine by blood. The thought made Lucian’s stomach turn. No. He would never allow it. Elena was his, and no one—not even some ancient monster—would take her away. Behind him, wolves limped closer, their eyes wide with fear and confusion. Some bowed their heads, others stared openly at Elena, their faces a mix of awe and doubt. “She did that?” one whispered. “Is she one of us… or something else?” another murmured. Lucian’s golden eyes snapped toward them, sharp as a blade. “She is your Luna,” he growled, his voice carrying across the clearing. “And she is the reason any of you are still breathing.”

I needed to stay in character. Luna Katy remained silent for a moment, her eyes evaluating me as she poured the tea I had prepared. Although she didn’t seem suspicious, there was something in the air of that place that kept me on alert. I should have followed the advice of the head maid: deliver the tea and leave quietly. She was being kind, but that didn’t change the fact that everyone in the palace seemed to fear her. There were whispers in the hallways, stories about how she was the only woman the alpha king trusted completely. They said that, although he had many women in his harem — some even with his children — he still had not found his destined companion, the true luna. And until tha

Her brows were knotted together, causing deep creases to form on her forehead as she tried to understand what Celia had meant. Raven is already the Luna. She is marked under the full moon and ascended to the Luna title that very same night. She is already rightfully declared and recognized as the Moonvalley Pack’s Luna. How could Celia still become the Pack’s Luna? A pack can’t have two Lunas, can it? Kissa’s eyes widened, and her body froze in fear when she thought of the answer. “That couldn’t be!” Kissa accidentally whispered out loud in shock.

Luna would continue her web of deceit, eagerly anticipating the unfolding of her plans. Vivian returned home and decided to uncover the truth by exploring Luna's social media account, unaware she was walking into Luna's trap. As she scrolled through the latest posts, her eyes widened at a specific photo Luna had shared—a picture taken at the Morris family estate. Vivian's heart sank, struggling to breathe as she believed Louis had deceived her. In reality, Luna intentionally posted the photo to create misunderstanding and make Vivian doubt it. It was all part of her meticulously crafted plan to manipulate Vivian's perception and drive a wedge between her and Louis.

Less polite and respectful. That's what Maxim is all about. Although he was Alpha and the potential heir of their clan, he did not act arbitrarily on anything or anyone. That's why Mary and her family, as well as almost all of the girls in Hillcester, adore him. If they could, they wanted to be the mate marked directly by him, even if it meant becoming his Luna, who was destined by the Moon Goddess. "Eat pasta with us until the girl leaves," Daniella said, ending the conversation before herding Maxine first and allowing Maxim to walk behind them.

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.