Aria kept running; she thought it was surprising yet amazing how fast he measured up with her. Even though he was a wolf, she was supposed to be faster; she was not just any hunter.... Just then, Aria felt a strong force grab her and pin her back hard against a tree bark. She groaned in pain as she struggled to break free with different moves, which he blocked. "Stop fighting, I'm stronger than you. Stop running, I'm faster than you." He said, his voice, a low, angry growl between clenched teeth, made her belly rumble and sent a twisting chill down her spine. "There is really no need to brag," she said, as she finally stopped struggling. "Who the f**k are you?" "The girl who will sever your head from your body and bring it to my people, to pour our wine in it and drink in celebration." Maverick angrily punched into the tree, less than an inch from where Aria's head was, and she dodged in fright, her eyes widening. "And I'm the man that will f**k you, make you my slave, and when I'm irritated much more than I am by your presence, give you to my soldiers to mate and enjoy..." He brought his face to her neck and sniffed her. "Hmmm. The treacherous blood of a Nighthunter moves in your veins. It will be my pleasure to spill and drain it out of you." He said, and Aria, who thought she was brave only a few minutes ago, began to sink inside, and even Maverick noticed it. Suddenly, the mighty strength Aria thought she had vanished into thin air, and her legs withered as Maverick's strong hand pressed against her chest. What had she gotten herself into? She thought she could handle him; she thought she would finally bring this trophy to her family. She was wrong.
In the deepest trench of the most dangerous wilderness on the outskirts of the city. A creature, dark and gracious as the moonlit night, ran rigorously through the forest trees and grassy bushes. It's speedy, threatening, and violent. Its dark fur continuously shimmered as it dashed through, swift as an elusive shadow. It's growl, sending slower creatures protecting themselves from the evils that reside in this wilderness
About a mile or more behind, slimmer shadows of nocturnal beings ran swiftly in pursuit of the wolf. They were not vampires, but they ran so swiftly and dangerously. There were 4 of them racing with the wind in an attempt to reach the wolf.
"He must not reach the barrier!" A loud, hoarse, scary voice shouted onto the night as he ran with inhuman speed. The person beside him, a man, nodded in comprehension as he reached back and retrieved a bow and arrow from his back. The arrow's sleek, metallic body glimmered in the moonlight, its silver hue standing out in stark contrast. The man paused, drawing the arrow back against the bowstring as he took aim at the moon. He closed his eyes, whispered a brief incantation, and then released the bow, letting the arrow soar into the night sky.
With a burst of speed, the wolf sprinted towards the finish, his paws pounding the ground in a frantic bid for victory. As he realised he was nearing the end, he surged forward with renewed energy, confident that his pursuers would be left in the dust. But just as he launched himself into a final triumphant leap, a searing pain exploded through his back, refusing to subside. The wolf's triumphant cry turned to a deafening roar of agony as he felt the silver arrow strike him with unerring precision, its tip embedding deep within his body. His leap turned into a desperate plummet, his momentum lost as he fell towards the ground, the invisible barrier that marked the forest's edge looming ahead.
He tried to get up but could not. He reached uncomfortably for the arrow on his back but could not reach for it. He had to be strong. He knew it. If not, he was going to die here.
"NO!" A voice screamed suddenly.
"You might have escaped today, but we will not stop until we find you." One said.
"We will not stop until every Wolfkin of Lunaris is dead!"
And that was when he realised that he had crossed the barrier. He still had a chance. He could survive.
It growled and continued at them as it struggled to get up now. And leapt continuously till it turned to a weak, weak run.
In its weakness, the creature, half dying now, looked towards the forest one last time, at the people who had shot it, and said,
"The moon has favoured me."
It gave a weak howl and disappeared into the depths of the night, leaving behind only the echoes of its fleeting presence. It never looked back.
Once upon a time, a beautiful man and a powerful king had a kingdom and lived happily with his family, until one fateful day, when he was cursed by a powerful Elyndrian witch to be bound to his own city as a beast who lives on the souls of men with no way of breaking the curse. He has lived for a millenia, searching for a curse for this curse, only to be met with failure. While he now lives undercover in the city, he has now given up and has become the cruellest, most heartless being alive. Until he meets Zora Beaumont, an investigative journalist. Little does he know that she is a direct descendant of the Elyndrian bloodline, which he has sworn to eliminate as long as he lives. And little does she know of her true identity. However, she is totally oblivious to the true nature of the beast. What will she do when she finds out that the man she eventually fell in love with is not a man but a beast and a monster? What will Darcel do when he finds out that Zora Beaumont is an Elyndrian princess and the key to unlocking his curse and freeing his burdened soul?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.
As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...