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Stabbed in silver: his blade, her blood

Stabbed in silver: his blade, her blood

Please, please, Moon Goddess grant me a second chance", She pleads. These were the cries of Trisha Crescent as she watched her only daughter being slaughtered before her eyes. A once powerful Luna of the Moonstone pack, was betrayed by her own pack.The one meant to protect her. Her mate was the one who drove a silver blade through her heart, drawing her last breath. Betrayed. Slaughtered. Murdered. Death was supposed to be the end but the moon Goddess answered. She was reincarnated 100 years later, in a different timeline. In this life she was not a Luna. She was human. Until a few weeks to her eightieth birthday when strange things started happening to her. Dreams of a wolf haunting her, the dead body of her aunt and the return of his long lost father. It didn't end there. She felt the pull for the first time, the awakening of her wolf and her past memories. The Moon Goddess blesses but this is more like a curse. Because in this life, she finds him again. Alpha Crimson Stark. Her mate. The man who slaughtered her was also reincarnated. And yet still they are mated to each other in this timeline. Their bonds, fragile yet undeniable. Will history repeat itself? Or will she write her own story? Will their love conquer the betrayal of the past? As Trisha embarks on this journey, she unravels hidden truth. The truth that questions everything she thought she knew. The truth that will shatter the lives of her and those around her including Crimson Stark. Her mate.
My Silver Alpha

My Silver Alpha

Straight and LGBTQ couples. ..... Silver moved to new school with his gang after pranking at their principle and burning nearly half of the building. But that school is different, and his life is going to take a turn. The legends of Silver wolf wasn't something that was hidden from everyone and when he shifted and found himself as the Great Silver wolf, will he be able to take responsibility of something great. When the greatest healer and the sacrifice to bring peace in this world became his mate and now he has to protect his mate. Will he be able to save her or sacrifice her to the RED Dragon. The race against time, mysteries and love. Will love be able to strong enough for her to stay with her Silver Alpha or will time separate them forever. .......... "Have you ever loved me? or was I just a tool? I protected you at every step but I. the end..." "I fell for you first time I saw you in my school. I fell so hard that I wished you never found your mate and be mine forever." She admitted making the boy stunned at his place. After many years... "Well, it was you who had a crush on me first." This was the only thing he could use against her even after all those years and she went red and forgot what she was fighting for. "Can't you delete that memory?" "No." He smirked and she sighed. One mistake and he was always ready to get benefit from it. .......
Betrayed by My Alpha, I Chose the Hidden King

Betrayed by My Alpha, I Chose the Hidden King

I funded my husband Keaton's rise to power, believing we were building a future together. Then one night, I found him with his supposedly grieving, widowed sister-in-law on the hood of his car. The betrayal should have destroyed me. But what truly broke me was the little girl climbing out of the backseat, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and calling him, "Daddy." When I confronted him, Keaton called me a jealous, hysterical Omega. My own mother, the ruthless head of the Beaumont family, didn't ask if I was hurt. She ordered me to endure it. "You show grace. You forgive. You maintain stability. That is your duty." If I dared to sever the marriage bond, she would strip me of my title, my fortune, and every protection my name had ever given me. That night, I had a vision of the future. I saw myself chained in a dungeon, forced to swallow liquid silver while a pregnant Carolyn smiled down at me. Keaton stood beside her as the new Regent, wearing the power I had bought for him, and told me my family had signed my death warrant willingly. That was when I finally understood. I had never been a beloved daughter. Never a cherished wife. I was a political asset waiting to be slaughtered. When I woke with the phantom burn of silver still in my throat, I did not scream. I did not beg. I did not cry. I signed the order to freeze every dollar of my dowry Keaton had touched. He thought I was the pawn. This time, I would be the one writing the death warrants.
HEART OF THE NIGHT

HEART OF THE NIGHT

In this present reality where the twilight backwoods disguises old mysteries and secret cravings, Alice, a young lady troubled by her lycanthropic nature, is going to leave on an excursion that will challenge her actual character. Tormented by the call of the wild and driven by a longing she can't overlook, Alice wrestles with the duality of her reality as a werewolf. The woods' ghostly gleam makes way for her portentous experience with a puzzling outsider - a gathering that will unwind her past, touch off her interests, and push her into a hurricane of affection and risk. As Alice's heart becomes trapped with the perplexing man who shares her extraordinary hardship, she winds up conflicted between two universes - the pack driven by the relentless Ethan, who offers a feeling of having a place, and the charm of the more peculiar who mixes feelings she can't stifle. With the backwoods as their background, Alice should explore deceptive decisions and go up against the shadows of her own cravings. As interests touch off and strains rise, Alice's life twistings into an arresting story of adoration, misfortune, and self-disclosure. With each heartbeat and twilight evening, she inches nearer to uncovering reality with regard to herself and the strange way that lies ahead. In a story overflowing with tension, yearning, and a longing for something else, "Twilight Cravings" welcomes you to lose yourself in this present reality where taboo love and basic impulses impact, flabbergasting you and excited for the next chapter.
The Broken Luna's Crimson Revenge

The Broken Luna's Crimson Revenge

My baby daughter died in the cold hospital, and I agreed to donate her heart to save another pup. I brought her ashes home in a small wooden box, seeking comfort from my mate. But when I returned to the packhouse, I found a massive celebration. My Alpha mate wasn't away on patrol; he was throwing a grand Naming Ceremony for his sister's newborn. He didn't even know our daughter was dead. "Give Lyra the gift. Now." He impatiently demanded I hand over the box in my arms. When his sister's son tried to snatch it, I pushed him away to protect my baby's ashes. His sister immediately screamed, accusing me of trying to hurt her children out of jealousy. Without asking a single question, my mate grabbed my wrist, ready to smash the box to teach me a lesson. To save my daughter's remains, I had to drop to the floor, bare my neck in ultimate submission, and lie that it was just my late father's relics. He was disgusted by my tears. Later, when I tried to jump off the balcony to end my pain, he pulled me back—not out of love, but because my suicide would ruin his perfect party. He locked me in my room and ordered the maids to force me into a bright red dress for the evening feast. Looking at the red silk that mocked my bleeding heart, my despair finally died, replaced by a cold, venomous hatred. I tucked a white funeral flower into my hair and walked out the door. This time, I was going to turn their joyous celebration into a living hell.