Novels by Jay_Writes

LizabellaIt’s been six months since Donald's funeral, yet Damon and Damian insisted that a grand ball be in my honor, as a celebration of victory, peace, and rebirth. The words echoed in my mind like a mantra as I gazed at my reflection.The woman staring back at me looked stronger than I felt, crowned with a circlet of moonstones, the fabric of the gown shimmering like liquid starlight under the lantern glow. My body had healed from the brutal birth and the summoning of the Lunar Flame, yet the scars remained, both visible and hidden.Pearl’s tiny form rested in the cradle nearby, gurgling softly as her nurse fussed over her lace-trimmed blanket. “Six months,” I whispered to mys

Lizabella“Have they returned?” I asked, my voice hoarse and cracked from disuse. “Damon… Damian… have they come back yet?”The nurse looked up, her kind eyes softening with sympathy as she set aside her tablet. She rose and approached, adjusting the IV line in my arm with gentle fingers. “My lady, you’ve been asleep for five days. The healers induced a deep rest to let your body recover from the blood loss and the strain of summoning the Lunar Flame. It was touch and go for a while.”She paused, her expression turning grave. “Within those five days, the kings have been incredibly busy. They’ve been coordinating the cleanup, securing the borders, and hunting down any stray Bio-Lycans that s

Lizabella“Arghh! I clutched my swollen belly, hitting the floor hard because a tall man from Kael's army had charged after Damon.I crawled away from the chaos to a corner, breathing heavily as another contraction tore through me, the world dissolving into flames and screams around us. The air reeked of smoke and charred flesh, the distant roar of collapsing buildings mingling with the guttural howls of Bio-Lycans still hunting through the ruins.Kael’s forces had turned the city into an inferno, and here I was, on my knees in the shattered street, my waters breaking in a hot rush that soaked my torn skirts. “Not now,” I gasped through gritted teeth, my voice raw from hours of shouting orders amid the evacuation. “Not like thi

DonaldDamian and I were buried in maps and reports Damon had slid across his desk when the door to the study burst open and a guard, breathless and wide-eyed, stumbled in. “My lords! A car just arrived from the borders carrying Luna Lizabella. She was unconscious so she was taken straight to the clinic.”My head snapped up, Damon’s pen froze mid-sentence, and Damian rose so fast his chair scraped loudly across the floor.For almost three months we had torn the realm apart searching for her. Every lead had gone cold. Every scout had returned empty-handed. And now she was simply… here? I thought it was all a dream, a cruel trick my exhausted mind was playing on me after too many sleepless nights.

Lizabella“The audacity!” I muttered under my breath, shocked by Kael's audacity as his words kept echoing in my head.He had just confessed proudly, to orchestrating the explosion that killed my Pearl, to framing me, to funding Jerry’s betrayal, to slaughtering children in a fit of rage, and to planning to turn my unborn baby into some kind of perfect hybrid weapon. And then he had the nerve to offer me a crown in the new world he intended to build on the ruins of everything I loved.How pitiful he was. A man so consumed by vengeance and obsession that he had destroyed everything good in his path and still believed I would choose him. I pitied the broken boy he must have been when his pack was annihilated, but that pity didn’t

Kael“You’ve been staring at that same vial for twenty minutes, Kael. What’s bothering you?” Doctor Kira leaned against the edge of the steel table, arms folded, her eyes studying me too closely for comfort.But I remained silent because honestly, I wasn’t in the mood to listen to her taunts or her inevitable ‘I told you so.’ So I said nothing, I simply kept my gaze fixed on the glowing blue liquid swirling inside the glass container, watching the microscopic particles dance like tiny stars.She sighed, the sound heavy with years of shared history. “You know I can read you better than anyone left alive. If it’s about the girl…”&ldq

Maya’s POVOne year.It had been one whole year since my life changed in ways I never imagined.One year since I became a mother. A wife. A woman that was now in charge of her own destiny.And today was my birthday. The- my family gathered together to celebrate. I now had everything that I had dreamed over and never thought that I would have- it was not my reality.I was standing outside the hall and my heart was racing from nervousness and ant

Maya’s POVI was back in the house from the hospital and I was well settled in with my baby. We had settled into a peaceful life and everything was going quite well.The house was quiet except for the occasional soft sounds coming from the cradle beside me.Tulip.My not only perfect but also beautiful baby girl.She was sleeping soundly, her tiny chest was rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern and her hands were curled into fists. Every time I tu

Alexander’s POVThree hours.It had been three long, agonizing hours since Maya had been rushed behind those double doors.Three hours of waiting. Of pacing. Of running my hands through my hair so many times that my scalp ached.Three hours of nothing.No updates. No news. No sounds except the distant beeping of machines and the murmured conversations of other families waiting for their own news.

Maya’s POVA sharp pain shot through my stomach and I let out a gasp.“Maya, are you okay?” Alex asked as his grip on me tightened. “Let’s get you out of here.”“No. I’m fine and I’m going nowhere,” I said to him before I turned to look at my mother. “What’s your name because I can’t bear calling you my mother.”“My name is Greta,” she replied solemnly.

Maya’s POVMy hands shook as I read the contents of the paper that I was holding.I could feel Alex’s eyes on me as he watched me steadily and with all attention, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. My eyes scanned the content of the paper again.We had gone to the hospital to know the truth and so I could have proof to deny her claims. Now, as I stared at the DNA test results, my mind reeled and I refused to accept them.Positive.

Maya’s POV“Amaya?”I was stunned and a bit disoriented as my eyes searched the eyes of the woman that was staring back at me weirdly. A strange shiver ran down my spine and the woman looked at me intently as if she was searching for something and trying to see into my soul and figure out what was going on in my head.But I didn’t know her, all she did was feel familiar. Nothing else. I had no idea who she was and I couldn’t even recognize her.“You’re Amaya,” the woman said, her voice thick wit

SOPHIA’S POVI woke up with my head pounding so bad I thought it was going to split in two. My eyes fluttered open slowly, trying to make sense of the sunlight hitting my face and that was when I realized that I wasn’t in my dorm.Panic shot through me, making my stomach twist. Where the hell was I? My head still felt fuzzy from last night.I tried to move, carefully, but my body protested. Every muscle ached like I had ran a marathon or been hit by a truck.I swung my legs off the bed and froze. I was in pajamas that weren’t mine

SOPHIA’S POVI slammed the dorm door behind me and dropped my bag on the floor. Darcy wasn’t there so I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror.My hair was messy, my eyes were puffy from stress and my brain was fried from classes that I had barely survived today. My chest felt heavy and my stomach twisted in knots. I failed a class… freaking failed it.Like seriously? How did I let this happen? I tried to focus today. I really did but my mind kept drifting and it was getting too much. 

SOPHIA’S POVThe morning sun slipped through the blinds in little golden lines across the bunk bed. Darcy woke up first like she always did.She rolled over all soft and warm and started pressing kisses along my neck. Her lips lingered right under my ear and I felt her breath hitch.“Morning beautiful,” she whispered as her hand slid under my tank top slowly. Her fingers started tracing lazy circles over my stomach, making goosebumps pop up everywhere.She shifted so she was half on top of me. Leg thrown over my hip. “I missed wak

SOPHIA’S POVBreakfast at the cabin was super awkward. I barely touched my toast because my head was pounding for real but I played it up big time.Halfway through I pressed my fingers to my temples and groaned. “Guys… I think I have a migraine coming on. Like bad, can we just head back early? Please?”Darcy pouted right away, sticking out her bottom lip like a little kid. “But we were gonna go on that hike today! And make pancakes tomorrow…”She looked at me all worried though when she saw how pale I was

SOPHIA’S POVI couldn’t move even if I wanted to. I was stuck flat on my back in the bunk bed just staring at that window. The shadow had moved—like literally two seconds ago—and now my heart was thumping so loud and hard I was scared it was gonna wake Darcy right up.I kept replaying the dock scene in my head over and over like a bad movie stuck on repeat. Eric’s hands gripping my hips. The way he slid inside me slowly then fast and how good it felt when I came so hard everything went white and sparkly behind my eyes. I had to bite my lip super hard so I didn’t make any noise. I shifted just a tiny bit and felt the sticky wet spot between my legs. Real proof that it had happened. I had actually done that with my best friend’s dad. I wanted to throw up.Darcy made this little sleepy noise like ‘mm love you’ and rolled over closer to me. Her arm flopped across my stomach all warm and heavy. I wanted to push it off so bad but I didn’t dare.

SOPHIA’S POVThe whole weekend thing actually happened even though I tried so hard to mess it up. I ‘forgot’ to double-check Emily’s flight like I was supposed to. I even thought about sending her a fake text saying the cabin was canceled because of bugs or something dumb. But Darcy being Darcy, she called her mom like three times to make sure everything was good. So yeah, Emily showed up anyway. All four of us pulled up to this old wooden cabin by the lake at the same time. The place looked exactly like it did in Darcy’s old pictures.Darcy was bouncing like a kid on Christmas. “This is gonna be amazing!” She squealed, grabbing bags out of the trunk. “Okay, room rules! Me and Sophia in the little bedroom with the bunk beds, and Mom and Dad—you guys get the big one with the lake view. To spark old flames, right?” She winked at them like it was the cutest idea ever.I felt like I was gonna throw up. Eric’s eyes met mine across the hood of the car. Just one second, but it was enough to