Novels by Princess Moon

"Get out of here and die with your trash!" the guard roared above the howling blizzard, followed by the heavy slam of the massive iron door locking tightly from inside.BAM!The echoing clang of the heavy hinges marked the end of my nightmare at the cursed Silvercrest villa. My world suddenly fell silent, save for the roaring night wind blowing thick snow crystals over my body.I lay rigid atop the frozen snowbank. The flimsy medical gown I wore was torn and soaked in cold blood.A deep numbness crept rapidly up from my toes, deadening every nerve in my joints. Severe postpartum hemorrhaging and the tearing in my pelvis turned the bite of the snow into the sensation of a million poisonous needles piercing my skin.My vision blurred, spinning beneath the pitch-black night sky of Silver Falls.Was I... going to die here?My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, as if death itself was beckoning from the shadows. But just as my consciousness slipped toward the abyss of eternity...Thump... thump

"Inject the high-dose sedative now, hurry!" the cold-faced woman hissed in my ear.An icy chill slowly crept through the veins in my left arm. My eyelids felt heavy as lead, robbing me of my remaining consciousness and vision.My world blurred dramatically, but the desperate surge of my wolf senses sharpened my hearing tenfold. From the corner of the dimly lit room, I caught the hushed whispers of two nurses standing near the stainless steel table."This first baby is too small," the first nurse whispered in a cold, empathetic tone. "His breathing is weak, and his body is extremely frail.""The Silvercrest Pack can never find out a defective product was born from this woman's womb," the second nurse replied with a sharp hiss. "Alpha Kaelen only needs one perfect, pureblood heir."My weakening heart leaped wildly as a wave of sheer horror washed over me."Put this small baby into the yellow medical waste bag," the second nurse continued nonchalantly. "We'll toss him into the incinerato

"Please... don't do this..." I whispered raspily into the thick darkness.My voice was swallowed by the heavy, ragged breathing of the man behind me.Ignoring my plea, his strong fingers gripped the thin fabric of the dress clinging to my body, wrenching the cheap material off my shoulders."Ngh...!" A stifled gasp escaped my throat as my fingers dug into the silk sheets beneath us.My body trembled violently—not just from the bone-crushing terror, but from an intense surge of heat that suddenly exploded across my skin.The electric current from his touch scorched my veins, stirring an unfamiliar, intoxicating hunger and longing. How was it possible for my mind and soul to scream in terror while my body burned, completely unable to reject him?The pureblood Alpha’s crushing aura radiated through the room, suffocating my mind and overwhelming my inner wolf until I melted into a heart-wrenching surrender.In the total darkness, bereft of even the faintest flicker of light, I allowed mys

"Give me the pen," I whispered raspily.The words felt like poison scorching my throat to ash. Every cell in my body screamed in protest, but the image of Maya’s pale face on the ICU bed paralyzed what little sanity I had left.Uncle Julian hurriedly shoved a black pen into my violently shaking fingers, a sickeningly satisfied grin carved across his face.I stared down at the paper resting on the thick black leather cover in front of me.SECRET SURROGACY AND ABSOLUTE CONFIDENTIALITY AGREEMENT.The title at the top of the document looked like a death sentence for the pride I had guarded my whole life. The tip of the pen in my hand trembled above the signature line.One drop.Two drops.Cold tears spilled from my eyes, soaking into the fibers of the white paper until the black ink beneath began to bleed.Destroyed.My world, my honor, and my future crumbled to ash in a matter of seconds.Yet, when I closed my eyes, all I could see was Maya shivering as the cruel wolf blood poison consum

(POV: ELORA)"Don't give up on me now, Maya... please," I whispered, stripping off my heavy coat.This worn wool coat was the only thing standing between me and the brutal night wind of Silver Falls. But without a second thought, I draped it over my sister, who lay shivering violently on the ICU bed.The small room reeked of harsh antiseptic, the air thick and suffocating.On the bed, Maya lay limp, her face as pale as paper. Frightening black veins spiderwebbed faintly along her neck.A rare wolf blood disorder was slowly destroying her from the inside out.Grumble...My stomach twisted painfully, demanding food I had been ignoring since yesterday morning.I gently pressed a hand to my stomach, suppressing the burning ache in my gut. For the past twenty-four hours, I had consumed nothing but tap water from Sanctum Clinic, where I worked, just to save every single penny.My hands—rough and calloused from years of grinding medicinal roots and mixing herbal remedies—softly stroked the t