Novels by Love above Stories

Mona's The mountain path to Silver Moon territory was lined with our dead. Not bodies—markers. Strips of cloth tied to branches, each one bearing a name. Marcus. Elena. Chen. Pack members I'd grown up with, trained beside, shared meals with. Now just memorial ribbons dancing in wind that smelled like grief.Derek's hand tightened in mine as we crossed the border. His storm-sense felt it before Maya and I did—the wrongness saturating our homeland. Silver Moon territory had always hummed with pack bonds, invisible threads connecting every member. Now those threads were knotted, tangled, some cut entirely. The pack was eating itself from within.The first patrol that found us didn't howl greeting. They howled warning."Stay back," Jensen snarled. He'd been my father's Beta, loyal until death. Now his eyes held something worse than hatred—disappointment. "You're not welcome here, phoenix-cursed.""I'm still pack," I said."Are you?" He gestured at Maya, at our identical faces. "Which one

Mona's POV The ritual chamber doors opened onto horror wrapped in beauty. Maya hung suspended in chains of silver fire, her pure phoenix flame fighting against bonds that burned brighter with every struggle. Below her, Alaric waited in a circle drawn with phoenix ash and shadow-glass, the combination making my corrupted fire scream warnings."Sister," Maya gasped when she saw me. Her face—my face—was streaked with tears that turned to steam before they fell. "Run.""Too late for that," Amaya said, guiding us forward with guards at our backs. "The binding requires both twins. Your separation was never sustainable."Derek stumbled beside me, each step agony through our restored bond. I felt his storm-lightning trying to gather, but the collar's residual effects still suppressed his nature. We were trapped between salvation and damnation, with no good choices left.Then Rhea appeared in the doorway behind us, and everything changed.She didn't come alone. Eleven others followed—servants

Mona's POV The servant girl's hands trembled as she set down my evening tray. Fourth day of the same routine—enter silently, place food I wouldn't eat, leave without eye contact. But this time, something different. Her fingers brushed mine as she adjusted the plate, and I felt paper pressed into my palm.She was gone before I could react. The door sealed, wards humming back to life, leaving me alone with a secret that could be salvation or trap. I waited until darkness fell completely before unfolding the note, holding it where moonlight leaked through enchanted windows.*I served Lyra. I'll help you. Meet midnight, west tower. Burn this.*My corrupted fire wouldn't spark in this warded cell, so I ate the message instead. Chewed and swallowed paper that tasted like eighteen years of waiting. Through our bond, Derek's pain had gone quiet—not ended, just paused. They let him rest between sessions. Kept him alive to keep me suffering.Amaya wanted me to break from his agony. She didn't

Mona's POV Maya's army flooded the throne room, but I couldn't focus on my twin, couldn't process Selena's phoenix fire, couldn't even celebrate their arrival. Because Derek's scream ripped through our bond like molten wire.They were dragging him away. Guards, moving fast now that reinforcements had arrived, hauling him toward a hidden door behind Amaya's throne. The collar around his neck sparked with shadow energy, suppressing his storm-touched nature, making him helpless as a child."Derek!" I lunged forward, but Amaya's fire caged me instantly—bars of ancient flame that burned without heat, imprisoned without touching."Predictable," Amaya said calmly, even as chaos erupted around us. Phoenix fought phoenix, wolf fought guard, and through it all, she sat unmoved on her stolen throne. "You think your sister's arrival changes anything? I've held this stronghold for eighteen years. A few children playing hero won't—"Maya's silver-white fire struck Amaya's cage. Where it touched my

Mona's POV "Leon" tilted his head at my horror, studying me with eyes that belonged to my brother but held centuries of patience. The Shadow King wore him like clothing—casual, comfortable, temporary."Don't look so betrayed," he said with Leon's voice but wrong inflection. "Your brother invited me in. Begged for it, actually. The shadow poison was killing him, and I offered salvation.""You're lying. Leon would never—""Wouldn't he? To save you? To stop the pain?" He moved closer, and I saw it then—no shadow poison marks, no trembling, no agony. Leon's body, perfected. "He screamed your name when the poison reached his heart. Said he'd do anything if I promised not to hurt you."My knees buckled. Derek stirred where guards held him, blood trailing from his temple, but couldn't wake. The shadow collar kept him under, kept our bond severed, kept me alone with monsters wearing familiar faces."Touching reunion," Amaya said from her throne. "But we have more important matters. You deser

Mona's POV Tavin's family photo fell from his pocket as Derek slammed him against the wall.Three children. A pregnant wife. All with silver-fire eyes like his, all smiling like the world hadn't broken them yet."They have them," Tavin sobbed, not fighting back. "Amaya took them yesterday. Said if I didn't confirm your identities, didn't lead you to the meeting spot, she'd make me watch while shadow poison ate them alive."I wanted to hate him. Needed to hate him. But looking at that photo, at those innocent faces, I saw Leon. Saw Selena. Saw every impossible choice love forces us to make."You sold us out," Derek's voice cracked with betrayal. "Cassia trusted you.""Three hours ago. The guards are already coming. I'm so sorry, but my children—" His silver fire flickered with shame. "What would you do? If it was your family?"I knew exactly what I'd do. I'd already done it—sacrificed twenty years for Selena. Given corruption space in my soul for Leon. I'd burn the world for family."