Novels by Beloved Write

Raina's point of view Oh my God...Raina, why didn't you strangle that son of a bitch the day you had the chance?I quarrelled with myself, my mind echoing with blame.Why didn’t you end him?I knew it. I knew it was him.Luke.He's the one trying to ruin everything. My happiness, my peace, he wants it all gone.But for fuck’s sake, isn't that devil ever going to back off?“Do you have any idea who it was?”Dorian's voice yanked me out of my spiraling thoughts. He sounded desperate like his ears were starving for the truth.I took a sharp breath, trying to compose myself.“I—I have no idea,” I lied.He didn't look convinced. And he didn’t waste time sugarcoating things.“If I’m being honest with you,” he said, “by tomorrow, everything is likely going to spiral out of control. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to say to cover this mess. I faked your execution, Raina.”I stared at him.“What are you going to do, then?” I asked quietly.“Ah, fuck men!”He roared the words, slamming hi

Raina's point of view I stood frozen, staring at Dorian, my heart thudding in confused alarm. His eyes once warm, now burned with something cold, distant… almost cruel. I opened my mouth to speak, to ask, to beg for an explanation but no words came.He didn’t say a single thing. Not even a glance. Just brushed past me like I was nothing, his shoulder grazing mine with all the warmth of a winter wind. He disappeared into the restroom, shutting the door behind him with a finality that echoed in my chest."What’s going on?" I whispered, more to myself than to the silence that now swallowed the room.A heavy unease settled in my gut, twisting and turning like a storm threatening to break. Was this about the kingdom? About me?The kingdom?No… No, if this were about the kingdom, his anger wouldn’t be directed at me. He would be pacing, worried, strategizing, not looking at me like I had betrayed him.Then it had to be about me.But what? What had I done?My feet moved before my mind could

Raina's point of view Flashback continues _ _I walked downstairs to the living room, where I found my dad seated on the sofa, his eyes fixed on nothing in particular. The room felt quieter than usual, like it was waiting for something.“Dad, I seriously want to know what’s inside that room,” I said, standing just a few feet away from him.He slowly lifted his gaze to meet mine, his expression unreadable. “Raina, why are you so interested in knowing what’s in there?”“Because I’m curious,” I said, my tone firmer than I expected. “And because you always avoid the question.”A brief silence fell between us. His eyes lingered on mine a moment longer, too long. Then he looked away.“Dad…”“Alright, sit,” he said, tapping the sofa beside him.I quickly sat down, curious. Then he started.“Do you remember your favorite bedtime story?” he asked, eyes studying me closely.I thought for a moment, then it came to me, my favorite bedtime story had always been Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s

Raina's point of view As we arrived at the palace, the guard in charge approached Dorian and informed him that he’d been summoned.There was an urgency in his tone that told me something had gone terribly wrong. Dorian quickly instructed them to escort me to his chamber, and they obeyed without question.Once inside, I walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on my face.As I looked up, staring into the mirror, I struggled to recognize the woman looking back at me. How could she possibly be a leader?The full truth had finally come to light, the secret Dorian had been hiding was no longer buried.And now, I’m left with one haunting question:Do I have what it takes to protect the werewolf clans from what’s coming if the Alpha Seal falls into the wrong hands?Is this a fate I can change?And if it’s not… then why does it have to be me?Why now, when I’m not ready? When I feel like I’m falling apart?These were questions I had no answers to, but it was a

Dorian's point of view Just as our feet crossed the marble threshold of the palace, the head of the royal guard approached, his expression tight, his voice low.“Your Majesty,” he said, bowing swiftly. “The Council requests your immediate presence.”My heart stilled.I had received no word of a summons. No warning. No explanation. The silence before this moment now felt deliberate.Why summon me without notice? What moved behind closed doors that I had not been made aware of?I cast a quick glance at Raina. She was weary from the long drive, her eyes searching mine for reassurance. I offered a faint nod, the only comfort I could give, then turned to my steward.“See her safely to my chambers,” I ordered. “Do not leave her side.”Without another word, I swept down the corridor toward the council hall, the cold stone beneath my boots echoing with every step. Something was amiss, dangerously amiss.And I intended to find out what.Just as my foot passed over the threshold of the council

Dorian's point of view I stood behind Raina as she gazed at her father's lifeless body laid inside the coffin. I knew a million thoughts were racing through her mind and who knows, maybe she was even mad at me for not being able to protect her father. How I wished that things hadn't turned out this way. How I wished I had been more tactical and handled things more carefully, then I don't think anything like this would have happened. Maybe by now, Raina and her father would have been laughing together, but instead she's burying him. She stood trembling beside me, shattered and broken. I held her trembling hand gently, then broke the silence. "He died for us." She wiped her streaming eyes with a crumpled tissue, then whispered, "He shouldn't have died." Her voice cracked with unbearable grief as she added, "It's all my fault this happened. I shouldn't have run out of that hotel room that day. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have been kidnapped and then, then he'd still be alive."Her w