Driven by a desire for revenge, Renee— Luna of the Blood Moon Pack— has been miraculously brought “back to life” and has embarked on the pursuit of the truth behind the schemes that led to her death. In her second life, she was determined to reverse her fate, even if it meant being what she is fighting against.
View MoreSaving Mom is my first step in forging my own path to living happily in this lifetime. I am doomed to repeat history if I fail to save her this time, I am sure of it... I can feel it.I scurry down through the alley and went straight left. I have to meet Mom before she meets that vampire and stupid mortals who set her up and fooled the nation, dubbing me as a villainess.Covering my past mistakes starting from Mom will potentially help me achieve success in my revenge on all the people who ruined my life. Starting from Serena— my fake best friend, to Alpas, the man I only loved who betrayed me... his Luna. There's a reason that I still possess all memories from my past before my supposed death, I am sure that Mom is one of the reasons why I am back.The mortal swiftly caught the fist of the strange hybrid who was about to punch me. Tsk, I glared at the group of hybrids who were supposed to be my ally considering we are all one rare race, but here
For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to push him aside. Despite his relatively small stature and obviously young age. I clearly remember my savior from my past life but... they had no resemblance at all! Yet for some reason, I am being reminded of my savior just by looking at him. The only thing they have in common is their jet-black eyes and that they both have no reason to protect me at all, especially with my notorious reputation even at the age of eleven, other than that, they have no resemblance at all. How can two different mortals have the same scent though? Every being have a distinct scent in their blood, I could never go wrong with that. Never. It's impossible but me going back to the past is impossible too. Anything that's beyond logic doesn't surprise me now.And, as much as I oppose admitting it.Even in Alpas' embrace, I never felt at ease; I always had the nagging feeling of constantly needing to prove myself, y
Serena excitedly pulled me inside her enormous wardrobe to show me the dress I was supposed to wear today. I distinctly remember being envious of her when I was this age; after all, her wardrobe is larger than my actual bedroom. As soon as we got in, she pretended to get zapped while still gripping the doorknob before doing an arm wave dance, and then poked my shoulder, waiting for me to follow her signature body wave dance.She really be thinking she's adorable when in reality, she just looks like a complete fool. How come I saw this fun before, lol. I'm too old to be doing this stupid dance to entertain this traitor. Logically speaking though, I can say my mind and soul are old but my current body and age aren't. Rather than entertaining her, I have a more pressing concern at hand. To prevent that from happening to Mom, I need to think of a way first. Questioning why I am here and how I got back to the past is not the priority now. I'll think of that after I save Mom first.My thoug
My body feels so heavy, like an elephant just sat on my chest. Not just that, but it's as if I've just awoken from a long nightmare... a very realistic nightmare. I couldn't even sleep a wink since arriving here. I wiped the sweat from my brow and reached for the water on my bedside table before delving at my hands, which are unharmed and had no scars. The pain I felt is still so vivid and fresh in my mind that every time I touched my hands—no, my entire body that had been rained down on by bullets just yesterday—I felt like blood come out gushing. This is the same room I was staying in ten years ago. I walked toward my study table and checked the calendar, there was a huge circle on today's date.Wait, it's my eleventh birthday? Dread loom over my head at the realization, today’s the day I lost my mother and when my life completely went upsidedown. I tightly clenched my fist and threw punches to my chest, it felt like a sharp needles was mercilessly pinned on my chest. The memorie
I instinctively drew my claws and chased Alpas away, spurred by resentment and anger growing in my heart. I was initially willing to surrender my life to him, but I can not just toss away the extended life that mortal had granted me which I don't if I deserved it. My head is spinning with overwhelming grief. And the reality of the situation is slowly destroying my soul. It was naive of me to insist I'd give Alpas my life. I loved him, and I still love him, but I can't forgive him for confining me in this prison and even ending the life of my savior when he— a person who knows me— sent me here to suffer.He and Serena antagonized me in the eyes of the nation and held me vicariously liable for a conviction I did not commit. He didn't even listen to me and just sided with Serena.My blood boiled at the thought of Serena, Look at what you did to us, Serena. Because of your schemes, we are in this situation. How stupid of me, I was so enamored with him that I could not even recognize him f
Is this my fate? Is the prophecy really happening? Or... did Serena curse me that time? Is this what she planned from the start? I could only tightly grip my fist. I almost forgot about that prophecy when I met Alpas. I thought our love was enough to break that prophecy. Is she doing all this because she also likes Alpas? Tsk, pretending to be my best friend when she only wishes for my demise. You got me good, Serena, but I won't let you live a happy life. I will ruin you and Alpas. After all, I know that he still loves me but is just in denial. "I wanted to hate you, but I love you too much, even now..." I grabbed his hand, which was holding a pistol, and pointed it at my chest. "I chose to set you free, but you chose to point your gun at me without giving it a second thought. Then, if that's what you want... Kill me, Alpas. Kill me now." As I closed my eyes, I could feel his hand trembling— awaiting my death in the hands of my beloved, with a sliver of light in our happy moments t
I plunged my fangs into his neck without saying anything else. I just went on, savoring the rich flavor of his blood. And not too long after, I felt his right leg quiver and his knee fall to the ground, it was followed by a loud splash of water as he hit the floor, he almost knocked me over, but he was able to cling me to his back. Why is he going even to this lengths to protect me and save me from here? Even willing to risk his own life. My attention shifted to the sweet smell exuding from him, his scent overpowers the foul scent in this area. I feel like I'm losing my mind and all I could see is... him. I'm so enthralled with his aroma that even after drinking his blood, I can feel my throat scorching. "Miss Crimson..." he whimpered which made me come back to my senses, he sounded like he was in a lot of pain but I couldn't control myself. There is something about him and his special blood that I couldn't explain, it's like I have this strange bond with him. I want him and his blo
I coughed up blood as the stinging discomfort in my chest intensified. I could taste the acid rising and burning my throat. He stabbed me in my chest and then pulled it out. "Don't worry, I made sure I didn't puncture your heart," he said, checking the spot where he stabbed me and watching as the wound closed. "I told you I wouldn't let you die that quickly." He grabbed the tablet one of the staff near him was holding and started tapping on it. "Werepires indeed have fast healing abilities. This won't do. This weapon is too weak." Tortuous days passed as they used me as a guinea pig for their technological innovations. It's so much pain after pain that I almost don't feel anything else. I haven't seen a beacon of sunshine since I was confined here. I've completely lost track of time and have no idea what time of day it is.Dying is better than being tortured every single minute. They have been dosing me with an unknown chemical to keep me awake, however, due to the countless self-hea
"Renee, come with me." A familiar man tightly gripped my wounded arm. I almost jumped up with joy when I realized it was none other than Alpas! He has finally come to help me! He is indeed my knight in shining armor. "Where and what have you been doing?" I cried. I felt a surge of warmth in my heart when I came to think that he care. I had a glimmer of hope that he still loved me, but due to the marital arrangement, he had no choice but to marry my stepsister. "They've been at me since morning. But I knew you'd come to save me." He didn't return my smile and simply grabbed my hand. A few moments later I found myself confined within the bars of the cell. I was dumbfounded as I stared at his harsh glances. W-Why? I called out his name but he just turned his back on me. The taste of sour betrayal left a bad taste in my already grieving heart. I could only scream and shout then embrace myself in frustration. Hours had passed, and I was still being held captive in the prison for who kno
Finally, it had come to this. Face to face with the woman who had caused me misery. Every torturous moment had led up to this point. My family, my home, my Alpha, and my future have all been taken away from me by this cunning bitch. And the woman responsible for all these was about to pay.“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice trembling as she stared at me wide-eyed. “How did you know about this place?”I couldn’t help but snicker at her question. Is it really the time for her to be worrying about that? Her life is currently in a dangerous position... just one pull on this trigger, I could take away her precious life. I took a glance at the small secret wooden room under the mansion. It was just as I remembered, tsk and I still hate this place.I tightened my hold on the pistol, which was loaded with silver bullets that are lethal to a werewolf, like her. I pointed it at her forehead. The color quickly drained from her face as I felt hairs rise on the back of my neck and chills ru...
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