Zoe Character

The day before the final round of Beta selection, I was poisoned with wolfsbane and locked inside my burning house. The fire spread too fast, and my weakened state prevented me from shifting. My wolf, Emma, screamed in my mind, but I couldn't escape. I clawed at the door as the flames seared my skin. When I was rescued, my body was covered in burns, my skin raw and torn. Outside the operating room, I heard my mother sobbing, repeating, “It’s my fault... I locked the door by accident... I never meant to...” Alpha David, my mate, called for every healer to restore me, but his cold words to my mother were chilling: “If Serina wasn’t so vain and selfish, I wouldn’t have had to do this. Becky was fragile, struggling with depression, yet Serina flaunted her success in front of her. This is what Serina owes her.” David’s actions were meant to pave the way for Becky to become Beta, but I was the one who suffered. He claimed to be treating me well, but destroying my health and future didn’t feel like care. I pressed my hand to my bandaged chest, the numbness spreading. Emma growled inside me, weakened by the wolfsbane. I no longer wanted the love of the mother who betrayed me or the mate who was supposed to protect me. I wanted nothing from them anymore.

All Tori Wright wished for was a young pup to call hers. After being married to Wade Wright for three years of trials and errors, her time to shine finally came. She's pregnant. And on the day to share such news of a new life growing in her, her husband betrays her, alongside the last person she expected. She gets stabbed with a silver knife and that's the end. Or, was supposed to be the end. The Moon Goddess has mercy on her and she is reborn, right to the point where she has to make her decision, the decision to make or mar her life. She opts for Wade's Step Brother instead. Wayne Wright. Only, Wayne has his own secrets, and it'll take a lot of love and trust to pry them out of him. Tori is about to make Wayne Alpha instead of Wade, and only her, just her, knows how to do it. Or maybe, there is someone else who has been reborn too, and knows about what's about to happen in the future. Either good or bad, The Wrights are about to find out.

In my last international car racing championship, the front tire of my car suddenly burst, causing the car to roll over. The cars behind me collided with me one by one. After 99 times, I was unrecognizable from the impacts. Just as I reached out to my boyfriend for help by instinct, he kicked me away, my body covered in blood and flesh. “Don't dirty my newly tailored clothes today.” He turned around, picked up the champion who had just crossed the finish line, and spun her around, smiling and saying: “Sharon, only the championship trophy is worthy of you. I will remove all obstacles for you.” Blood stained my entire body. Watching the two of them embrace as the sun set, I felt numb and desperate. What he didn't know was that among these red stains was the child who had just come into this world. At that moment, I gave up on continuing to love him.

My father was the CEO of a major corporation, and I was his illegitimate daughter—the one no one was supposed to know about. Growing up, I was the child nobody cared for. My father didn’t love me, and my mother wasn’t much better. From a young age, it was just me and my little brother looking out for each other. When I got into college, my father’s family decided to take my brother in. However, only a few days later, I received the news that my brother was dead.  I knew, deep down, that his death wasn’t just some accident. From that moment on, I worked even harder, determined to succeed. When I finally returned, I had a special gift prepared for my father’s family. This one’s for my brother!

Carlos Gotti, a ruthless mafia boss got saved by Serafina at a masked halloween party leaving a student i. Carlos traces her back through the student id but it was a different person on the id. Serafina was holding her best friend Isabella's handbag and the id had mistakenly slipped off from the bag. Isabella claims to be Sera taking both the cash prize and crawling her way into Carlos heart but then something was different, the perfume which Sera wore was different from Isabella's perfume. What happens when Carlos finds out the perfume worn by Isabella was different from Sera and was being impersonated by Isabella? How long will Isabella pretend to be the one who saved Carlos Gotti? Will Sera ever find out her best friend's betrayal? What happens when the ruthless Mafia don falls for an average girl Sera?

My breathing was still uneven when Robert’s phone lit up on the nightstand. One new message. "Robert, there’s thunder. I’m scared." —Sarah. The words cut through me like ice water. Robert. My mate. The Alpha of the Ashborn Pack. The man everyone praises as the perfect future king. And me? I’m his Luna. Supposedly the rightful queen at his side. But no matter the circumstance, no matter the weight of his responsibilities, the first person he thinks of is never me. It’s always her. At the banquet, when the elders forced him to make a choice—me, his Luna, or her—the room fell into a suffocating silence. I still remember the way my heart begged him to look at me, just once, just long enough to see what he was about to destroy. But his answer came sharp, quick, without hesitation. "Sarah." One word. One name. And with it, he tore my entire world apart. That was the moment I understood: not every betrayal needs to be shouted or confessed. Sometimes, it’s as simple as the name a man chooses to speak. I loved him. I bled for him. But love means nothing if I’m nothing to him. So if destiny has already been written against me… then I’ll be the one to set it on fire.

“Richard, if Lynn and I were hit by a car at the same time, who would you save first?” I once asked, curled up in his arms, teasing like a spoiled pup. He just scoffed, ruffling my hair. “That kind of situation doesn’t exist.” But when blinding headlights tore through the rain— He didn’t hesitate. He shielded Lynn in his embrace, and I was thrown into the blood-soaked street. Through the agony, I heard my phone buzz. A message from him: [What tantrum are you throwing now? Why didn’t you come to Moonstone today?] While the machines beeped beside me, I caught the sound of his gentle voice drifting from the next room—comforting her. “Don’t be afraid. I just reacted to the person closest to me.” That was the moment I wiped away bloody tears with a smile. Fine, Richard. Then you’ll watch with your own eyes—ten days from now, when I put on a wedding dress, it won’t be for you. It’ll be for your sworn enemy, the Alpha of Bloodmoon. On the eve of the ceremony, a helicopter thundered down onto the estate balcony. He kicked open my door, yanked my wrist with his tie. “Come with me.”

No matter how hard she tried, Darius always met her with nothing but cold indifference. He forgot her birthday. Dismissed her achievements. Even their daughter turned her back on her, choosing Emma—the woman with a sweet smile and a heart full of lies. One glance from Emma mattered more to Darius than all the years she stood by his side. One whimper from Emma was enough to make him drop everything and rush to her like she was the only woman that ever existed. She waited. She gave her all. And in return, she was left behind—again and again. Even her own daughter stood with Emma now. So she finally made her choice. She left. She was once a blazing star in the AI world—a prodigy feared and admired. And now, she was done playing the quiet, obedient Luna. She stepped back into the battlefield, into the world that once bowed at her feet. The she-wolf doesn’t stay silent forever. Silence was never her nature. Fighting was.

She fell in love with him at first sight, but loving Nathaniel Cross was the beginning of her heartbreak. Once, he had crushed her beneath his indifference, stripping her of dignity, love, and hope. He was ruthless, cold, and distant—never giving her a chance to fight back. His cruel words were like blades, cutting deep, and his rejection left wounds that never truly healed. But fate was not done with them. Years later, Nathaniel Cross returned—not as the untouchable man she once feared, but as someone desperate to right his wrongs. She wanted to forget him, but he refused to let go. He had already given up everything for her once, even if she never knew it. And now, he would stop at nothing to bring her back into his life—no matter what it took. Would she be able to forgive the man who once shattered her? Or would she walk away forever, leaving behind the love that refused to die?

As I sat in the police station with Yvonne Harper, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, waiting for bail arrangements to be made, the decision loomed. One of us could go home tonight. My mate, Alpha Jackson, chose to take her. "Nicole, just wait for me one more night. I’ll come back for you tomorrow," he said. He was worried about her fragile health, but he didn’t care about my fear of the dark. Later, I called him. My voice was steady, though my heart ached. "Jackson," I began, "for the past few years, I’ve been waiting for you." "But I won’t wait forever."