Ralph, a centuries-old vampire, has lost his thirst for life. That is, until he encounters Florence, a fiery werewolf with a secret: she's his mate. "I've walked this earth for over 500 years, but nothing compares to the burn I feel when I'm near you," Ralph whispers, his fangs grazing Florence's neck. "You're a monster," Florence growls, her heart racing. "Perhaps," Ralph replies, "but I'm your monster now." As the full moon rises, their forbidden love becomes the key to unlocking an ancient curse. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the darkness, or will it destroy them both? ("Eternal Moonlight" - Where love bites...hard.)
The moon was low over Raven's Peak, and mist curled through the trees like fingers wanting something lost. There was a strange energy in the night-a whisper of the past touching the present. My heart beat to the night's rhythm at the edge of the ancient forest. Secrets filled the air, and my instincts told me something-or someone-was out there.
As I cautiously moved forward, the leaves crunched under my boots, too loud in the stillness. My breath jerked. I felt the night's shadows pressing down on me. The trees stood guard, their gnarled branches reaching for the sky with a hint of dew. I always felt alive in the woods, the wild pulse of nature coursing through me, but tonight was different. Tonight, tension pricked my skin.
"Florence, wait!" I heard my brother Gabriel's authoritative warning in the quiet. His tall, imposing silhouette appeared in the thick fog as I turned. He was always my protector and our pack's alpha, but his instincts sometimes felt suffocating. You shouldn't be alone. Not safe."
"Safe?" Frustrated, I scoffed. "You and I know we can't live in fear of the darkness. We must face it." My emerald eyes rebelled. It was my nature to push against his boundaries and the traditions that bound me to the pack.
Gabriel approached with worry. Florence, you're a werewolf. This forest is ours, but it has unknown dangers. Tonight we're vulnerable."
His dark hair shone silver in the moonlight, making him look almost ethereal. The weight of our family's history, loss, and leadership lay beneath that exterior. I liked his strength, but I thought it was his biggest flaw.
"It's not just about us," I passionately exclaimed. We must find the rogue vampire causing disappearances. If not, this curse will follow us forever."
Gabriel's jaw tightened. Your risk is too high. What you're doing is unknown."
I grounded myself with a deep breath. I had to persist. "You don't know what it's like to want more than life. Want to be more than an alpha's sister. Need to do this."
The moment was thick and charged. Gabriel's guardianship clashed with my fierce independence. However, a low growl sent adrenaline coursing through me before he could respond.
Do you hear that? My instincts kicked in as I whispered.
Gabriel nodded, scanning the darkness with narrowed eyes. Stay close."
As we went deeper into the woods, the growling became more ominous. The wild drumbeat of my heart propelled me. Each step held the risk of danger and excitement.
Suddenly, it stopped.
Suffocating silence enveloped us. Before fighting, I instinctively shifted my weight and breathed faster. The air was electric, crackling with an unidentified energy. Then he appeared.
Tall, lean, with dark hair in soft waves around his angular face, a figure emerged from the shadows into the moonlight. He stared at me with piercing blue-grey eyes, and a new flame ignited in me.
"Who are you?" Gabriel instinctively protected me, but it only increased my attraction to this stranger.
"Ralph," he said, his voice silky but dangerous. I'm tracking a rogue vampire. It was unexpected to encounter a werewolf."
I stared at him. His aura of ancient power was alluring and sent shivers down my spine. His sharp features against the moonlight created an otherworldly beauty that captivated me.
Gabriel said, "Leave now," threateningly. This is pack territory. We don't like vampires in our woods."
Ralph looked at Gabriel with a hint of amusement. I'm not here to cause trouble. My only goal is truth."
"You think we'll let you enter our territory? What you're dealing with is unknown." Gabriel advanced with a low growl, but I felt a rising heat inside me-an inexplicable desire to oppose my brother.
"Stop!" I ordered a strong voice. I entered the space between them, feeling the tension crackle like a live wire. Let him speak."
Ralph looked back at me, and we connected beyond words. He reminded me of a lost part of myself.
"I know about the disappearances," Ralph said steadily. I think the rogue vampire is closer to something darker than you think. Working together, we can find the truth."
Gabriel stared at me with confusion and concern. "Florence, don't trust him. He's vampire. These are dangerous."
I shook my head, determined. But what if he's right? Suppose we forgot something? We need every ally."
I felt their scrutiny, and the silence stretched. We glimpsed understanding as Ralph's gaze softened. He understood my struggle to break free from expectation.
"We must earn trust," he whispered, easing the tension. We have little time. More lives are at risk the longer we wait."
Gabriel hesitated, and I saw his vulnerability behind his alpha facade in his eyes. He conceded, "Fine," but was wary. However, I am prepared to defend my pack if you cross us.
I felt danger as we moved deeper into the forest. Ralph walked next to me, tense. I could sense the conflict between his instinct and desire.
He said, "Florence," low enough to drown out the leaves rustling. I didn't mean to invade. I feel drawn to you, like the moon has drawn us together.
His genuine gaze surprised me as I turned to him. "You feel it?" My cheeks warmed as I whispered.
"More than you know." He paused, narrowing our gap. "This goes beyond finding a rogue vampire. I'm not sure why, but I believe our fates are at stake.
My heart raced as the words hung in the air. His gaze conveyed truth, binding us. The world faded away as Ralph and I stood on the brink of something monumental, the tension crackling around us.
As we descended into the forest, I felt like this was only the beginning-a path of danger, passion, and the promise of a life-changing adventure.
As the full moon shone down, I knew our lives would never be the same.
In a world where the Moon Goddess weaves the threads of fate, Lyra's life is shattered when the man she was destined for, the powerful Alpha of her pack, rejects her for a rival's daughter. Heartbroken and betrayed, she watches as her replacement, the beautiful and cruel Isabella, rises to power, treating her like a mere slave. With each day spent in servitude, Lyra's spirit grows darker, fuelling her desire for revenge. As she uncovers secrets that could tip the balance between the packs, she discovers a strength within herself she never knew existed. But as her quest for vengeance unfolds, will Lyra embrace her fate, or will the shadows of her past consume her?
I thought I knew betrayal. But nothing prepared me for the sting of poison from my own best friend. As Luna of the pack, I was supposed to be untouchable. But I was weak-unable to bear the Alpha's child, and that weakness made me a target. Minaj, my closest friend, used it against me. She seduced my husband, claiming she could give him what I couldn't. And then, with a poisoned drink, she ended my life. Or so she thought. The Moon Goddess had other plans. She gave me a second chance-a new body, a new life, and a fierce, unbreakable spirit. Now, I'm back in the pack, hidden in plain sight, with one goal: to reclaim what was stolen and uncover just how deep this betrayal runs. But as I get closer, secrets emerge, and I start to wonder... was it only Minaj who wanted me gone?
I stared at the hotel room door, my heart racing with a mix of anger and despair. One week. Just seven days until our wedding, and he had betrayed me in the most devastating way possible. My fiancé, Alex, lay naked in bed with my stepmother's daughter, Emma. She was younger than me, barely out of high school. The image seared into my mind like a branding iron. I spun around, fleeing the room without a word. Tears blurred my vision as I stumbled through the hotel corridors. How could he? Desperation drove me to the hotel bar, where I collapsed onto a stool. The bartender's concerned gaze met mine. "What can I get you?" he asked, his deep voice soothing. "Whiskey," I replied, my voice shaking. "Make it a double." As the liquor burned down my throat, I felt a reprieve from the agony. "Rough night?" the bartender asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I nodded, tears welling up again. "You want to talk about it?" His kindness undid me. I poured out my story, the words tumbling forth like a confessional. As the night wore on, the bartender listened attentively, his expression empathetic. "I'm Michael," he said when I finally exhausted my tale. "I'm Abigail," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. In my vulnerable state, Michael's calm demeanour drew me in. His piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through me. As the night blurred into the morning, my inhibitions disappeared. "Michael," I whispered, my voice husky. "I need to sleep with you." Michael's gaze locked onto mine, his expression unreadable. "Are you sure?" I nodded, my heart racing. The next morning, I woke up in Michael's arms, feeling ashamed and vulnerable. Without a word, I grabbed my clothes and fled. Back in my hotel room, I scribbled a check for $5,000 and left it on the nightstand. "Payment for services rendered," I wrote. As I fled the hotel, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just made a terrible mistake. Little did I know, my encounter with Michael was only the beginning.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and lan begged her not to leave him?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."