Novels by Valerie, the storyteller

Ezora's POV:“Have I offended you, My love?” “You disreputed the Blood Moon Pack, I will not marry such a being and bring misfortune to the pack.” “I may not know how to stop time, but I know you deserve better.”Cautiously, Arlan unwrapped the gift he held, revealing a rare luminous pearl that legends claimed could only be found in the heart of Kanuis, a three-eyed sea monster no one saw up close and survived. That's when I noticed the bruises on his arm and palm, his torn undershirt hidden under his tailcoatMy anger swayed for a moment. Did he really face death to get this to me? No, no, no, focus Ezora! He played the tricks of a perfect lover before, and the result was the ruin of me. Anger rekindling inside me, I unsheathed my father's dagger with a swift move and pointed right at Arlan. Murmuring rose again amongst the witnesses. “Have you gone mad, Ezora?!” “He is a traitor!” I snapped back at my father, “a liar and a cheat who will end up killing us all!” I returned my

Ezora's POV:I felt like I was sinking deeper and deeper into a sea of ice. Struggling failed me so I accepted my fate like the punishment I deserved. I never thought emotions were possible in the afterlife as guilt gnawed my heart; the promises I had made to my dying mother to keep the pack safe and her legacy passed down, began to haunt me.The afterlife. I had once foolishly imagined it to be like watching a sunset, with Arlan beside me after old age had done a number on us. Seeds of resentment grew inside me and my soul reverberated. He stole even that from me. If I'm given a second chance, on my life, I will drain every last blood of every Silver moon borns—Arlan would get a taste first, THAT is a promise. In a matter of seconds, I felt something pierced into my chest and I groaned in pain, but I am assuming the gods of the underworld are not done with me as I felt a whirlpool of heat move inside me, consuming me till I felt it all over my body.“Make it stop!” I screamed, swi

Ezora's POVMy eyes glimmed with hope as the healer smiled up at me, her fingers still dug into the pulse point of my wrist. “Luna, your vitals are stable now,” she let go and reached a hand into her satchel, and brought out a small transparent bottle, “This is the fertility portion you requested for. Take it and meet with the Alpha within the hour to keep it's effectiveness. An heir is guaranteed at once.” “Thank you.” I took the portion and nodded once to Isabella, my handmaid, standing beside me to do the needful. “One thousand gold coins, the Luna's generosity.” Isabella said to the healer whilst I stare into the green elixir. I could already see the promised future staring into the liquid. “Five thousand.” I chipped. “Make it five thousand gold coins.” Isabella gasped and whispered into my ears, “My Luna, an army's 3months worth for a portion were aren't even certain of?.” Despite her respectful tone, her voice edged with chastening and disapproval. I smiled, my gaze still