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They were born to hate each other. But fate chose them to end the war.
They were born to hate each other. But fate chose them to end the war.
Chapter One: Shadows Beneath the Moon
The city of Noctis Vale thrived under a sunless sky.
Towering skyscrapers shimmered with eerie blue lights, masking the darkness that clung to every alley and rooftop. Beneath the polished glass and chrome, behind the closed doors of two rival family empires, secrets long buried were beginning to stir.
It began on a Tuesday.
Elian Vortigan, heir to the Vortigan Conglomerate, pressed his forehead to the frosted windowpane of his family's penthouse suite. Rain fell in silver needles, streaking down the glass in rhythmic trails. The city lights below twinkled like dying stars. Thunder rumbled beyond the clouds-distant and brooding-just like his father.
Behind him, a conversation laced with venom carried through the marble halls.
"You will not deal with the Lunars. Not after what they did to your grandfather," snapped Cassian Vortigan, his voice a cold blade. "Our bloodline must remain pure."
Elian didn't reply. He rarely did. His father's hatred of the Lunar family ran bone-deep, centuries-old. He'd grown up with tales of betrayal and bloodshed between the Vortigans and Lunars. The stories were more folklore than fact, embroidered with curses and death.
But outside the myths, there was a girl.
Her name was Lyra Lunar.
And she wasn't a story.
She was real.
She was dangerous.
She was kind.
They met in the unlikeliest of places: a neutral zone.
The Crescent Library-a forgotten place untouched by either family's power.
Among dust-laden books and cracked leather covers, the vampire heir and werewolf princess became... something more.
Friends.
Real ones.
It began with stolen glances over forbidden pages.
Elian: quiet, curious, always reading ahead.
Lyra: wild-eyed, restless, full of fire.
At thirteen, they barely understood friendship.
At fourteen, they started sharing secrets no one else knew.
And that was when the changes began.
Small, strange things.
Elian's reflection shimmered, then vanished.
Lyra's eyes glowed gold beneath the moon.
They were changing.
The truth-hidden for generations-was waking.
Their parents had suppressed it.
Taught them to ignore the signs.
Fed them pills. Prayers. Rules.
But blood cannot be silenced forever.
One night, while sneaking out to see Lyra in an abandoned train station, Elian heard something.
"Elian."
He turned, heart pounding.
His older brother, Thorne, stood in the shadows.
"You've been meeting her."
Elian froze.
Thorne didn't ask.
He accused.
"I've seen you. Do you know what happens if a Vortigan and a Lunar fall for each other?"
Elian's silence was an answer.
"She's not like them," he finally whispered.
Thorne's eyes gleamed red.
"No. She's worse. Because you trust her."
Within days, the Vortigans knew everything.
Elian was confined. Questioned.
Not punished.
Repurposed.
Cassian Vortigan called it Operation Hollow Fang.
"Continue meeting her," he ordered.
"Learn their secrets. Find their weakness."
"You want me to spy on her?" Elian asked.
Cassian smiled.
"For our survival."
Across the city, Lyra paced like a storm in a cage.
Something in Elian had changed.
His touch. His smile. His silence.
And then her world shattered too.
She told her parents everything.
Her mother wept.
Her father grew still.
"So it begins again."
They told her about the prophecy:
If a Vortigan and a Lunar truly loved each other,
they would create the Forbidden Heir.
A being of blood and howl.
The strongest creature alive.
The creature that could unite or destroy them all.
Lyra's blood ran cold.
She remembered how Elian looked at her.
Like she was the last star in his sky.
And how she looked back.
They met again. In secret. Beneath the city, in tunnels long forgotten.
When they saw each other, they didn't speak.
They simply understood.
"They told me what we are," Lyra said.
"Me too," Elian whispered.
"They want us to choose."
"And they want me to betray you."
"Are you?"
"No."
Silence.
"Then we play smarter," Lyra said.
"Give them what they want. But do it our way."
"What do you mean?"
"We pretend. We spy. We lie. We find the Forbidden Heir.
And we end this war."
For a long time, Elian said nothing.
Then he smiled.
Their friendship had become a revolution.
But in the shadows above...
They were being watched.
Red eyes. Gold eyes. Burning eyes.
The old bloodlines had awakened.
And the children were about to learn:
Love was never the beginning.
It was the weapon.
Sophie became limp after an accident while saving an old grandma. Her parents, who resented her, laughed and said, "No one will marry a limping girl. Marry an old man and bring us the dowry money!" She thought her life was useless now. Until, the grandma's handsome grandson appeared with a shocking marriage proposal: "Marry me and I'll help you with your leg surgery!" She was stunned. "But I'm just a poor girl with a limp leg.why would you marry me?" His lips curled up into a smirk. "At least, I'll have a silly girl as my wife." Blinded by desperation and hope, Sophie agreed. Only later did she discover her new husband's true identity. Dominic William, London's most elusive billionaire, notorious for his icy heart and disdain for women. As Sophie navigates Dominic's world, she uncovers the secrets behind his frozen facade. But will their unconventional love overcome the darkness of his past and her own insecurities? Or will his secrets tear them apart?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
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."
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