Chapter: THE COUNCIL'S LETTERLiora's POVHe looked up as I entered, his blue eyes sweeping over me with that familiar, assessing gaze. He was dressed simply today—a dark shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms, and dark trousers. His hair was slightly disheveled, as if he had run his fingers through it, and there was a relaxed set to his shoulders that I hadn't seen before.He looks almost... human."Did you get lost?" he asked, his voice tinged with amusement.I felt my cheeks flush. "No.""Liar.""I was... exploring.""Exploring." He set down his fork and leaned back in his chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. "In my house. Without permission. That sounds like a violation of rule number two."I stiffened. "I wasn't leaving the estate. I was just trying to find the dining hall.""And yet here you are, ten minutes late, looking like you've been wandering in circles." He picked up his fork again, cutting into a piece of meat with precise, elegant movements. "Perhaps I should add a new rule. N
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Chapter: NIGHTMARESLiora's POVI was standing in a crowd.The faces around me were blurred, indistinct, but I could feel their eyes on me—hundreds of them, thousands of them, all watching, all waiting. The air was thick with the smell of fear and something darker, something metallic that coated my tongue and made my stomach turn.And then I saw her.My mother.She stood on a raised platform, her hands bound behind her back, her once-beautiful auburn hair matted and tangled. Her face was gaunt, her cheeks hollow, her eyes sunken. But when she looked at me, she smiled. She smiled, even as the executioner positioned her over the block, even as the cold steel of the guillotine glinted in the pale morning light."Mother!" I screamed, but no sound came out. I tried to run toward her, but my feet were rooted to the ground, my body frozen in place. "Mother, please!"She didn't hear me. Or maybe she did, but she couldn't respond. The executioner raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent, and I felt my heart sto
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Chapter: FIVE MONTHSLiora's POV Cassian's eyes darkened. "If you fail—if five months pass and you haven't found the real culprit—then you will remain my wife. You will spend the rest of your life as the Luna of Moonstone, bound to a man you claim to despise, under my constant watch and control." The words hung in the air between us like a death sentence. "You said you suspected me," I said slowly, my mind racing. "You said you were sure I was the one who orchestrated your poisoning. Why give me this chance at all?" Cassian was quiet for a long moment, his expression unreadable. "Because I'm curious," he finally said. "I'm curious to see what you'll do. Whether you'll run, or fight, or try to escape. Whether you'll prove your innocence or confirm my suspicions. And if you are, in fact, the spy who tried to kill me..." He paused, his lips curving into a cold smile. "Then I want to see how you'll try to cover it up. The game is half the fun." He's toying with me. He's playing with me like a cat w
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Chapter: THE RULESLiora's POVI stood there, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged animal, watching the slow, predatory smile spread across Cassian's devastatingly handsome face. The candlelight flickered across his sharp features, casting shadows that made him look every bit the beast the world believed him to be.What have I gotten myself into?My hands were trembling. I clenched them into fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm, to think clearly. I was a spy. A strategist. I had talked my way out of impossible situations before, had negotiated with warlords and politicians and criminals. I could handle one Alpha and his ridiculous conditions.But as Cassian's blue eyes bore into mine, glittering with something dark and dangerous, I wasn't so sure."Rule number one," he began, his voice a low, silken rumble that sent unwanted shivers down my spine. "You will sleep in my bed every night. No exceptions. No excuses. No hiding in the washroom until dawn."I opened my mouth to protest, b
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Chapter: CONDITIONS, RULESCassian's POVI watched her face crumble.For a long moment, Liora simply stood there, her green eyes wide and glassy, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak but couldn't find the words. The silence stretched between us and I found myself studying every flicker of emotion that crossed her features.Confusion. Desperation. A flicker of something that looked almost like defeat.Why is she acting so innocent?The question gnawed at me. I had presented her with the evidence—the map, the coding, the undeniable proof that her fingerprints were all over the assassination attempt that had nearly ended my life. Any spy worth their training would have had a cover story ready, a plausible denial, a web of lies designed to deflect suspicion.But she hadn't denied it.She had admitted to being a spy and designing the trade routes, the encryption matrix, the very tools that had been used against me. And yet, she insisted she hadn't orchestrated my poisoning. It doesn't make sense.If she was tr
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Chapter: ONE GOOD REASONLiora’s POVI opened my mouth to speak, but the words tangled in my throat like thorns.How on earth am I supposed to say this?I stood there, my hands still tingling from where they had touched his bare chest, my mind a chaotic storm of half-formed sentences and desperate calculations. I had spent years training as a spy, had memorized countless codes and ciphers, had learned to read people like maps. But standing before Cassian, with his damp hair and his piercing blue eyes and that infuriating smirk, I felt like a novice all over again.Just say it. Just tell him the truth. He can't kill you for asking. He can't—But he could. He absolutely could. This was the Beast of Moonstone, the man who had threatened to feed Julian's arm to his wolves without so much as blinking. He had every reason to despise me, to distrust me, to want me dead. And here I was, about to ask him for a favor.I took a shaky breath and tried to organize my thoughts. I would start simple. Explain the situation.
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Dead Queens Don't Kneel Twice: Return of the Beheaded Empres
"Take her son away from that traitorous woman. She doesn't deserve to be his mother—and cut off her head!"
Those were the last words Queen Soranya heard as her son was torn from her arms, moments before the blade sliced through her neck.
She had once been the Luna Queen of Kethara and mother to young Prince Lucian. But her husband, Alpha King Valerius, had been cheating with his chief concubine, Yuna. Together, they fabricated charges of conspiracy and treason against Soranya because Valerius couldn't stand the sight of her.
Three years later, Soranya is reborn in the body of Nessa, a weak, wolfless girl beaten to death by her own father. She will not watch her son be raised to believe she was a monster. Everyone who played a part in her death will pay.
But returning will not be easy. The powerful warrior Beta Castiel had been Soranya's first mate, but she rejected their bond to marry the man she loved—the same man who ordered her death. Even inside her new body, Castiel can still feel the mate bond, making it almost impossible for Soranya to hide her true identity.
Something ancient and dark has attached itself to her since she clawed out of that grave. It lives in mirrors, watching, waiting. Sometimes her reflection shows her true face. Sometimes it shows something older, far more dangerous, with a heinous smile that promises destruction.
Can Soranya win back her son before he is lost to her forever? Can she destroy the king who murdered her? Will Castiel discover who she truly is through the bond? And can she stop the entity in the mirrors before it consumes the only second chance she has left?
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Chapter: WE ARE GATHERED HERENESSA’S POVTears burned behind my eyes. I blinked them back. I couldn't cry. Not here. Not now. Not with so many eyes watching. The veil hid my face, but it couldn't hide everything. It couldn't hide the way my hands trembled. It couldn't hide the way my chest heaved with the effort of holding myself together.I felt it.The ache. The longing. The loss. The desperate, clawing need to run to him, to hold him, to tell him who I was. To tell him that I was his mother. That I had never stopped loving him. That I had come back for him.But I couldn't.Not yet.Soon.I would find a way.I walked toward the dais. Each step was a battle. Each breath was a war. But I kept walking. I kept my spine straight, my face blank behind the veil and my eyes forward even as my heart screamed at me to turn back.Valerius watched me approach. His smile widened. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction, with amusement, with the particular pleasure of a man who believed he had already won.I climbed the steps, st
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Chapter: PUSHING ME AWAYNESSA’S POVHe looked at me.At my dress. At my hair. At the jewels that adorned my neck like chains dressed in silk. At the woman I had become.And something flickered in his eyes. Something raw. Something broken. Something that looked like heartbreak, hope, rage and love all tangled together into a single, devastating glance.He stared at me. Just for a moment. Just long enough for me to see the cracks in his armor. And then—The tenderness vanished.His eyes hardened. His jaw tightened and his spine straightened.And then suddenly he bowed."Your Majesty," he said.The words hit me like a slap.I stared at him. My heart stopped and my breath caught in my throat."What?" I whispered.He didn't look at me. He kept his eyes fixed on the floor, his body rigid, his voice flat."Your Majesty," he repeated. "We should go. The ceremony is about to begin."I stepped closer to him. My voice was low. Urgent. "Castiel, what are you—""I'm fine," he said. The words were clipped. Cold. "I just
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Chapter: PLAY THIS GAMENESSA'S POVThe knock came at dawn.I was already awake. I had been for hours, staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in the stone, listening to the distant sounds of the palace waking up around me. Sleep had become a stranger. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face. Every time I drifted off, I heard his voice. Castiel. Always Castiel.The knock was sharp. Insistent. Three rapid taps that echoed through the silence of my chambers like a hammer against a coffin lid.I didn't move.Another knock. Louder this time. More demanding."Enter," I said. My voice was flat. Hollow. The voice of a woman who had run out of tears.The door swung open. Four maids filed in, their steps synchronized, their faces carefully neutral. They wore matching grey dresses, their hair pulled back in severe buns. They looked like soldiers marching into battle. And in a way, they were. This was a battlefield. Every moment in this palace was a battlefield.I sat up slowly. My body ached from another sleep
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Chapter: THE WEDDING IS TODAYCASTIEL'S POVThree days later.The dungeon was cold.Not the kind of cold that nipped at your skin and faded with the morning sun. This was the kind of cold that lived in the stone itself, that seeped into your bones and made a home there.I had lost track of time.Hours bled into days. Days bled into an endless, suffocating stretch of nothing. There was no window. No light except the flickering torch at the end of the corridor, its flame dancing shadows across the damp stone walls. No sound except the distant drip of water and the occasional scream from some other prisoner.I didn't care.I did push-ups.My palms pressed against the cold stone floor. My body lowered and rose in a steady, punishing rhythm. Fifty. Sixty. Seventy. I counted each one. The numbers were the only thing keeping my mind from spiraling into the abyss.Eighty. Ninety. One hundred.I kept going.My arms burned. My chest ached. Sweat dripped from my brow and pooled on the floor beneath me. The muscles in my back
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Chapter: A LIEVALERIUS POVI sat behind my desk, staring at the three advisors before me. They were pale. Trembling. Sweating. Good. They should be."The order is simple," I said, my voice flat. "Exterminate them. Every man, woman, and child in that village. Leave nothing standing. Burn it to the ground."The eldest advisor—Lord Whitmore, a sniveling coward who had served my father before me—stepped forward. His hands were clasped together, knuckles white. His voice quivered when he spoke."Your Majesty, I must protest. The village in question has been loyal to the crown for generations. They pay their tithes on time. They've never caused trouble. They—""They harbored a dissenter." I leaned back in my chair, letting the words hang in the air. "They gave him shelter, fed him and even protected him from my soldiers. That is not loyalty. That is treason.""One man, Your Majesty. One dissenter among hundreds. Surely the punishment—""The punishment is death." My voice was ice. "For all of them."Lord
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Chapter: ANSWERS, I NEED ANSWERSNESSA’S POVThe guards dragged me through the corridor like I weighed nothing.Their hands were vises around my arms, fingers sinking into my flesh with brutal indifference. I twisted against their grip, my heels scraping against the stone floor."Let go of me!" The words tore from my throat.They didn't answer. My struggles were meaningless to them.I craned my neck, fighting against their hold, desperate to see behind me. And then my heart stopped.Castiel.They were dragging him in the opposite direction, away from me, toward the dungeons. His hands were bound behind his back with iron cuffs. His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscles jumping beneath his skin. His eyes were burning with barely contained fury. He was fighting them too, his body straining against the guards who swarmed him like flies. But there were too many. Far too many."Castiel!" My voice cracked as I screamed his name.His head snapped toward me. Our eyes met across the distance. I saw everything in t
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