It all happened in a little town named the moonlit pack lyra the strongest werewolf was defeated in a battle by a rival pack which resulted in her loss of memories. The moonlit pack was invaded and every of her pack members were killed leaving her with nothing. This resulted in her death, a prophecy must be fulfilled and her mission must be accomplished. She is revived by an ancient mantle which led to her reincarnation but at this moment she discovers something different: she is still a wolf with weakened powers. This made her upset as she tried hunting on her past to see if she could recover her powers and to seek revenge for those enemies who killed her in the past. Along the way she met a notorious hybrid named Kyle who helped her in her discovery but her hidden potential lay in the hands of an ally who once destroyed her. What will happen if she later discovers the one she trusts is the one that hurts?.
In 1993 I was born and raised in a pack called moonlit to be precise it's one of the peaceful little cities led by my father an Alpha whose name is Zeus killed by a rival pack due to certain jealousy and enviness to our resources.
Along the line I became the first Alpha female, the strongest luna in town who seeks justice to the lives that were lost.
The Rogue pack are known for their ruthlessness and lawlessness; they enjoy invading people's territory and forcefully taking charge of everything.
This pack was led by Ryker, an Alpha I must kill in order to avenge the death of my father and my pack member who lost their lives in a battle, fighting for what belongs to them.
My world was destroyed, lives were stolen. I could hear the cries of innocent souls crying beneath the ground seeking justice.
The first battle led by me in confronting Ryker and his pack was brutal. Everyone around me died mysteriously.
I was their last hope but it ended in pain. We were defeated, immolated. The last thing I could remember was sharp teeth and claws piercing my skin. I could see my lifeless body on the ground.
Which signifies the fact that I was Dead. I found myself in another world, a place strange to me. I could hear the rustling of leaves with a decompose smell plastering my nose.
"Everything here is strange, what's going on?" I mumbled beneath my voice.
Still wandering around I scanned through a distance as I saw a strange figure calling out my name.
"Lyra!! Lyra!! Lyra!!".
I clamped my hands over my ear, kneeling in distress as the name continued to echo piercingly in my mind.
I saw the figure approaching my scene and suddenly she held my hand and whispered softly to my ears.
"Do not be afraid I'm here to give you life, a life full of abundance".
"What life are you referring to because I already have life in me that's why I'm still breathing".
"Say no more Lyra, you're in a strange land, the land of the dead where life is given. I was summoned here to help you".
At this moment I became flabbergasted, taken aback, standing here in stunned silence as I gazed at myself trying to figure out if I'm still alive.
"Does it mean I'm dead?".
"You will understand soon when you return to the land of the living".
I kept wondering what I'm doing here, an empty strange land with a scary atmosphere, before I noticed I was struck by lightning which I gasped on a bed.
"No!! Help!!" I sneezed in fear as I saw myself surrounded with some strange faces.
"Welcome back to life...She's alive!". One of them said as others joined in their celebration.
My eyes were dim and my sight became blurry trying hard to assimilate things. I became weak and couldn't fight back or rescue myself from these strangers. I touched my chin. It was quite different from my previous look.
The voices continue in their celebration with songs and jubilation. I became angry which made me scream in anger.
"Stop!!!" I covered my ears with my hands as their sound reverberated in my mind. The whole place was quiet; it was as if a king just gave an instruction.
They stood still looking at me in surprise.
"Miss, what's the matter you should be happy you're back to life" one of them said with a smile.
This triggers my thought pondering on the fact If I was long dead but couldn't remember what my previous existence was like.
"Hello Miss, do you know why we are rejoicing?"
"No I didn't, may I know the reason for this?"
I asked in anticipation as I sat down looking at them instead of an answer they kept on dancing.
"This is becoming irritating". I stood in anger. It was as if I was being played or a fool. No one was able to tell me the reason for my existence.
I clenched my fists in anger, grabbing one of the men who paid no attention to my question. He didn't understand what was about to happen.
"Excuse me sir".
He turned around just as I tapped his left shoulder. To his surprise I struck a heavy blow on his face.
He fell to the ground while others watched in shock at the funny scene I just created.
In a moment of silence I heard the footsteps of a figure approaching in my direction. Her presence was commanding, creating a demeaning atmosphere. I could see everyone bowing their heads to the ground.
"All hail the queen".They all chanted in unison the phrase echoes repeatedly growing louder and louder as their voice rose in fervor.
At first I thought I was being celebrated for my actions. I chuckled Contemplating maybe they could make me their leader.
As the figure finally approached my direction then I realized I wasn't being eulogized; it was someone else they were referring to..
"Hello Lyra, welcome to the land of living you've traveled through the afterlife. I thank our queen mother who has spared your life by giving you a second chance".
"Who are you and what are you talking about?".
"I'm Aria the witch doctor who summoned her queen mother to give you life".
"Your queen mother?".
"Yes, my queen mother, she is a healer, our protector, the one who you met in the afterlife, she is the one who we served".
"Well, I see, so what does this have to do with me? I guess I should start going. I don't belong here".
As I was about to leave, her words drew my attention. I felt like I was being magnetized to the ground.
"Lyria! Do you remember you were killed, you were dead but now reincarnated".
I became surprised, gasping heavenly that she could see my fear and my worried look.
"Don't be scared, follow me, let me show you more about yourself". She said but I have no choice but to follow her instructions, not minding what's ahead of me.
Jane lost both of her parents at a very tender age, since which her life has been filled with sorrow. She lived with her father's younger sister, who treated her like a slave. Despite all of this, Jane remained a responsible and decent girl. As time went on, she was able to save up some money and start up a business However, as her business was starting to take off, her aunt became jealous. She imposed some household responsibilities on her. The business was weakened and she couldn't continue. She met John through one of her street friends, James, who was a billionaire friend of John's. John is a wealthy, handsome young man who comes from a very rich family. He was in love with Sandra, his secretary. He was drunk one night and, out of curiosity, he invited Jane to meet him at a hotel. She went to the hotel to meet him. John was drunk. They had a one night stand and they made love to each other. Jane discovered she was pregnant. Will she be able to locate John? What will happen to her pregnancy?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.