Novel & Cerita Unlovable Replacement

She just didn't want to share ours. All the doubts I had in the past came rushing back, and the pain overwhelmed me. The scars on my chest stretched like snakes, curling down to my abdomen. A glaring, ugly suture ran across my neck. Even now, swallowing felt like knives against my throat. The physical agony was unbearable. Combined with the betrayal of the woman I loved, it was too much to endure. There were times I thought I wouldn't make it. While I hovered between life and death in the ICU, Beverly was introducing Celeste to her new dad. The mere thought of it made me sink into the depths of despair, and I felt both ridiculous and pathetic.

I shrugged, “—then sit here and wallow in self-pity.” The man let out a bitter laugh, so sharp it felt like broken glass against my skin. “Help me?” he sneered. “You can’t help me. You’re a nobody in this pack, Lorien. You always have been.” I didn’t flinch. “Maybe,” I replied softly, the corner of my mouth twitching in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “But if I’m truly a nobody, then why is the Luna so obsessed with destroying me? Doesn’t that seem like a colossal waste of time?”

“Is that a threat, Nuela? Because I promise you, you don’t want to finish that sentence.” Her expression flickered for a split second, but she recovered quickly. “You think this mating bond makes you untouchable? Do you think being Luna will shield you from reality? You’re nothing but a replacement. He could’ve chosen anyone, but you were the easiest option.” I let out a sharp laugh. “The easiest option? That’s rich, coming from the woman he didn’t choose at all. You really should stop embarrassing yourself with these desperate little encounters.” Nuela’s jaw clenched. “You have no idea what I sacrificed for Nicklaus. I was with him for years! I stood by him when others ran from him, and now

Had he not been aware, he might have thought she had come back to life. “My brother, he’s trying to replace you with another woman. I… I can’t accept this! I loved you so much and I still love you even now. I can never imagine anyone replacing you in my life. So how could he, who once grieved so deeply for you to the point of almost turning insane, could replace you so easily like this when another woman came into his life? It’s painful. I know it should not be, but I feel like he’s wasting you. You are irreplaceable, so how could he take that woman in and make her the new luna!?” He confessed all the worries and personal judgement which had been burdening his mind since Sabrina’s arrival.

❞ ‹ ——— ✧ 𖥸 ✧ ——— › ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」

"I don’t even know what’s real anymore, Damian. What if everything he said was true?" His face twisted with agony. "What did he say to you? What lies did he fill your head with?" "That I’m just a replacement," I said, barely able to meet his gaze. "That you’ll never love me the way you loved Charlotte. That I’m just... a placeholder. A second choice."

Alessio tossed him a blade. The clone charged. They fought like fire and storm Noa dodging, ducking, stabbing wherever he could. But every hit healed. Every slice sealed back together with a soft hum of tech adapting faster than he could think. “You know what the worst part of being you is?” the clone hissed, punching Noa through a desk. “The weakness. The feelings. The fucking attachment.” “Yeah?” Noa wheezed, crawling out of the wreckage. “Have you ever been loved? Shit’s addictive.”

"I remember you beseeching me to take you back. You cried that night pleading with me to even take you away. You loved me so much, yet you replaced me in the twinkle of an eye?" "I was a dumb and gullible fool back then to have believed that you cared even just a little, not to talk of love because clearly, you don't know how to love. But that's all now dusted in the bin of history. I didn't replace you with anyone, that's an insult to my fiance because you have absolutely nothing in common with him. You just ceased to exist, Leo. Get that into your dump ass." I fume. "Your pride still sucks, you..."

Liam muttered like a tiny NASA technician, fiddling with his high-tech device. “It’s not Operation Vindication,” I corrected gently, trying not to laugh as I applied mascara to my left eye. “It’s just a simple fact-finding mission.” “It’s revenge,” Wilhelmina said, unapologetically chewing on a stick of licorice like it was a cigar. “Like Batman. But with makeup.” I stared at my reflection. Sylvia Reynolds was gone tonight. The face I painted into the mirror was someone older, bolder—sharp cheekbones, new wig, slightly crooked red lips. I’d contoured the heart right out of my face.

The imprint of her palm from the first slap was gone, she wouldn't mind replacing it. "You won't pick her to be your Luna. Select someone else, don't try to ruin my friend's life like you did mine." Liam grinned at her, all teeth, "You can't tell me what to do, Scarlett or do you want to be my Luna instead?" Scarlett was shocked speechless at his question. He just asked her to be his Luna again? What in the moon's name has gotten into him. "I won't be your Luna" "Then try to keep your tiny mouth shut when I say I will pick Willow as my Luna. Since the mother of my child is not available, she would serve as a good replacement."