The Remarried Luna Novel Novels & Stories

When Luna was killed, Ginevra’s life turned upside down. Luna was her everything, not just a sister. The bond she shared with her was beyond the world’s imagination. When she tried to commit suicide, she found solace in the care of Emiliano who saved her from drowning. She later got married to him. Then Luna returned in the body of a familiar face. Her mind is set on revenge that will either brighten Ginevra’s future or ruin it completely.

Flowers bloomed in patterns I'd long forgotten. And there they were. My stepsister and fiancé, standing beneath the rose trellis. “When are we going to stop hiding?” Vivian asked, brushing Jack's sleeve. “Soon,” he replied. “Let the wedding happen. Then I'll divorce Stephanie and marry you. I love you, Vivian. You know that, right?” Then he leaned in and kissed her. My chat tightened and my fingers curled into fists. So it was all true. It was real. The betrayal. The blood. My death. It really happened.

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.

In a strange city, without friends, without money, without anyone. The tears came before she could stop them. It wasn’t just fear, it was a deep, silent despair that consumed her from within. Since the day she fled her old city, Luna had been surviving, not living. She slept in shelters, walked for hours on foot, and begged for silence and invisibility. Until one night, she stopped in front of a food stand and saw on the TV what she had never wanted to see: Ethan smiling at the altar, next to Amara, making vows of love. He had turned his wedding into a grand spectacle. No one talked about anything else except that wedding.

What is my business if she is upset or not,I am no lover of hers. “Can we not go there mom, I have a lot of things I am busy with most especially the launching of O’O new wears.” “That doesn’t stop you from giving love a chance and don’t tell me you are still obsessed over your first lover?” I kept quiet immediately she mentioned this. I really don’t want my mother to know that I am still in contact with Luna for now and also I don’t want the news writing any negative thing about her because of me. “Wake up son, Luna is happily married and even expecting a child for her husband, she never loved you from day one so when will you open your eyes to reality and get married to Camila.”

“No. I didn’t.” But she had. Every nerve in her body screamed it. The friendship was back. The crowd cheered, oblivious to the storm between them. The photographers cheered. Headlines were already forming in real time: THE REJECTED LUNA RETURNS AS ALPHA’S FIANCÉE LOVE REIGNITED BETWEEN RIVALS! BLACKWOOD AND MOONSTONE MERGE BY BLOOD AND FIRE! Aurora forced herself to smile, her nails biting into her palm. Damon leaned close again, his whisper cutting through the noise. “Whatever this is,” he said quietly, “you can’t run from it anymore.”

He can’t move his legs, his eyes wide with fear. “Am I going to walk again?” I put my hands on his back. Warmth. I feel the vertebrae shift, realign, and fuse. The nerves reconnect, sparking to life. “Try.” He moves his legs. He sobs. “Next.” Nesta grabs my arm. “Luna. You need to rest.” “I need to save my pack.” “Your face is pale.” “I’m fine.” “You’re pregnant. With twins. You can’t—”

Simply because I knew I’d be sending myself to my death. “She should watch her tongue then. I have no room for a loudmouth Luna in my domain,” he spat, giving me one last icy look before his bored expression resurfaced. As though no one else was worth his attention. “Watch my tongue?” I started, unable to hold myself back as I went on to say, “I’m sorry I have no good feelings towards someone that would agree to marry another person without their consent,” I spat, suppressing every cell that screamed at me to stop as I sent him an icy glare.

Blood dripped slowly, falling right on Rula's face. “Your arm ....” Rula pointed at the man. "You're hurt." The man glanced at his arm. "So?" he asked. "You will marry me if...." The man was silent when he found Rula passed out in front of him. "Ah, is Luna's reincarnation this weak?" …. Coastal Ondalle Haven, Rula's residence. He waited for a long time before finally hearing Rula's voice again. The woman woke up from her stupor.

Present Luna took in a deep breath as she stared at the phone in her hand. What she was about to do was probably the hardest thing she had ever had to do in her entire life, and that was including having to leave her home and everything she knew behind to marry a stranger who hated her. But she inhaled another deep breath and took the plunge. She dialed. He picked up on the second ring. “Luna,” he said. Tremors ran up her spine. I told you, Rita, Luna thought to herself, just one word. God help me.