The Lycan King’s Treasured Luna
Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand.
Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again.
What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear.
With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again.
Because falling in love is one thing.
Surviving it?
That's a war of its own.
Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul?
For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.
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Chapter: 219Sargis's POV I sat beside her, watching the auroras fold and unfurl, as if the heavens themselves were alive, their colors spilling like molten ink across the tapestry of stars. The sky burned with hues no mortal painter could capture, violets melting into emerald, gold bleeding into sapphire, yet all of it paled against the quiet wonder sitting next to me. She chewed on her banana with that little half-smile she always tried to hide, thinking I wouldn't notice. But I noticed everything. Always. And gods help me, I couldn't look away. Not from the sky, or from the rivers of fire winding through the dark. Only from her. Always her. If she only knew the war I had fought inside myself for this woman. There had been nights when I thought I would lose her, not to another man, nor to fate, but to the weight of her own scars. Nights when her fear shouted louder than her faith, when she pushed me away with words like daggers, and silence sharper still
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 218Outside, the palace corridors lay hushed, shadows stretched long and solemn across the marble floors. My footsteps whispered over the carpeted stairs as I descended, the silence wrapping closer with every step, anticipation tightening inside me like a drawn bowstring. At the front drive, the limousine waited with its headlights spilling pale gold against the stone archway. I slipped inside, sinking into the plush leather seat. The driver inclined his head in silent acknowledgment before steering us toward the Velariad, the engine purring low as the palace began to retreat behind us. I curled my fingers around the cuff of Sargis's shirt, tugging absently at the fabric while my mind raced ahead of the car. What could he possibly be planning? A moonlit walk along the riverbank? A quiet corner in one of Velariad's taverns where no one bowed or whispered our names? I smiled at the thought, knowing with Sargis it could be anything, from a stolen hour of simpl
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 217By the time the sunlight outside the windows guttered to a softer gold, the throne room might as well have been a dream, the memory of chains and judgment already receding into the stone. I'd peeled away the heavy gown hours ago and slipped into a cotton short and a cropped tee that bared a sliver of skin to the cooling night air, grateful for the softness after the weight of ceremonial brocade. The bed sighed as I crawled onto it, settling cross-legged amid rumpled sheets that still carried Sargis's scent. I let it soothe me as I pulled the tablet onto my lap and opened the group call. The familiar trilling rings echoed once, twice. Then the dark screen fractured into light and laughter, my girls appeared one by one, each framed in the intimacy of their own rooms. Maelis's feed snapped on first, her hair bound up in a satin scarf, laughter spilling out before the image even stabilized. "Finally! We thought you'd forgotten the little people now that you
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 216The smell hit first, so thick, rancid, and cloying it felt like a swarm pressing into my throat until bile nearly rose. I swallowed hard, willing my face to stay impassive even as my stomach lurched. The guards dragged them forward, chains scraping the marble like nails down bone. The first figure to emerge was Joe. Behind him, the rest shuffled in, those men who had once turned cruelty into a game, who carved laughter from screams, who wore my suffering as though it were a medal. Now their wrists clinked under iron, and their heads bowed beneath the weight of their own ruin. I sank deeper into the throne, fingers curling hard around the carved armrests, every muscle in my body begging me to tremble. I did not. I would not. My heart thundered like war drums beneath my ribs, but I lifted my chin and forced myself to meet their eyes. For an instant, the past clawed up my throat, blood pooling against stone, cold walls mocking my isolation, the e
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 215Two weeks later, and we still hadn't learned how to stop touching each other. I found myself tracing the ridge of Sargis's knuckles while pretending to read reports, fingers drifting almost absently until he caught my hand and pressed a kiss to my palm. He would pass behind me on his way to a council briefing and graze my hip with the back of his hand, just enough to send heat chasing up my spine. It was ridiculous, really, like some quiet fever we carried everywhere. At breakfast, I'd feel his knee brush mine beneath the table, and my thoughts would scatter like startled birds. The guards politely averted their eyes, the servants pretended to be deaf, but the knowing smiles were impossible to miss. Nights were worse, or better, depending on how I looked at it. We'd collapse into bed after hours of court obligations, vowing to sleep early, and then some small thing, his breath warm against my neck, or my lips grazing the edge of his collarbone, would un
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 214Hours later, the chandeliers had begun to blur, each crystal dripping golden light like overripe fruit. Applause, toasts, yet another parade of dignitaries with stiff smiles and perfumed hands, the noise pressed against my skull until I could barely taste my own breath. Sargis caught my eye across the ballroom, that subtle tilt of his mouth the only warning before his fingers slid into mine beneath the tablecloth. "Enough?" he murmured. "Far too much," I breathed back, already fighting a laugh. We slipped out while the orchestra still spun its silvery waltz, ghosting along the side corridor like guilty children. The marble echoed under our hurried steps. Somewhere behind us, a herald called for yet another round of congratulations, but we were already disappearing into the hush of the palace's sleeping wing. The farther we went, the lighter I felt. The air tasted of night-blooming jasmine drifting in from an open colonnade. I couldn't stop the
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Boys Like Him
She loved him until she lost herself.
Now, behind locked doors and shattered glass, she must learn to breathe again.
When she first met Lloyd, he was magnetic and intoxicating. The kind of man who turned every head when he entered a room, who spoke in promises sweet enough to taste. With him, she felt chosen, cherished, and safe.
But safety was an illusion, and love became a weapon.
And slowly, piece by piece, he dismantled her until nothing of the woman she once was remained.
Now institutionalized after a breakdown, she begins to piece together the brutal truth of what really happened in the shadows of their love story. Memories sting like open wounds: the manipulation disguised as tenderness, the apologies that blurred into threats, the desperate hope that tomorrow he'd be the man she fell for again.
Yet beneath the grief and the shame, a quiet rebellion stirs, a vow to reclaim her voice, her freedom, and her life. Because this is not just a story of how she fell apart. It is a story of how she rises.
Haunting, raw, and achingly intimate, Boys like him peels back the glittering mask of a toxic love affair to reveal the kind of darkness that hides in plain sight, and the unbreakable strength it takes to escape it.
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Chapter: Breaking againIt couldn't be.No.No, no, no...This had to be a dream.A bad one where you wake up with your heart racing and your chest aching, only to realize none of it was real.It couldn't be real.Lloyd wouldn't...He couldn't....My throat tightened, breath coming out shallow and uneven as I stared, frozen in place, fingers still pressed against the cold wall.Lloyd can't be balls deep inside Liyah in the fucking geology lab.But it was him. The silhouette of that broad back, the familiar mess of hair, the curve of his ass cheek, even the unmistakable shape of his balls as he thrust, every detail screamed his name. I refused to believe it. I couldn't. Not him. Not here. Not like this.With trembling hands, I fished my phone out and dialed his number, my fingers barely obeying me.Please.Please don't let that phone ring.Please let this be wrong.Please let me be wrong.The world slowed to a crawl, like everything around me had been dragged underwater as the screen lit up.From across the
Last Updated: 2026-08-03
Chapter: My heartThings had never been better since the last fight.This time around, there was less of the casual hooking up that had defined our earlier days, instead we spent more time actually being together.We spent evenings wrapped up in each other, laughing over Indoor games that turned competitive in seconds, him cheating to get a rise out of me, and that crooked grin flashing when I called him out. Date nights that weren't even planned, we'd just end up somewhere, laughing too loud, sharing food off the same plate like we were normal.And the nights...God, the nights were different.Lying on his bed, with my head on his chest, and his arm draped over me. The TV glowing in the dark, with basketball games playing while he talked"See that?" he'd murmur, fingers tracing lazy patterns on my arm. " That's all it takes to dunk when one is unprepared."He would explain the game plays with such passion and knowledge, his voice deep and engaging, that I couldn't help but get caught up in the excitem
Last Updated: 2026-08-03
Chapter: YouHe looked at the coffee mug on the table, the open notebook beside it, my highlighters scattered in imperfect rows. He exhaled and dragged a hand over the back of his neck."I meant what I said out there," he murmured. "About not knowing how to handle... this.""This," I repeated. "That's still all this is?"His gaze came back to me immediately."No."The answer was quiet. "No," he said again, stepping closer. "It stopped being just that a while ago."I stared at him, saying nothing.He took that as permission to continue."My family..." He hesitated, his expression tightening as he rubbed his thumb against the stubble on his jaw, a nervous habit that seemed to surface every time the conversation turned serious. "It's not simple. My dad being in town changes everything. It always does."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued yet slightly apprehensive. "What does that mean?" I prompted, leaning in, hoping to catch a glimpse into this complicated world he was hinting at.His gaze shifted, pr
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Chapter: Back in his orbitHe kissed me with an intensity that took my breath away, the force of his lips igniting a storm of emotions within me. The rawness of his touch, coupled with an urgency that spoke of longing and desperation, shattered the walls I had built around my heart. Each doubt, each lingering resentment, every painful memory morphed into the electric sensation of his hands tangling in my hair, his mouth moving against mine with a fierce determination, and the weight of his body pressing closely against me. "I know," he whispered, his breath warm against my lips, his voice low and filled with a trembling urgency. "I know... and I promise, I won't let this slip away again, not without you understanding every part of it. You belong to me, Cherry. Only to me."In that moment, all the emotions surged within me. The relentless push and pull, the heavy guilt intertwined with a desperate longing, the sweet manipulation I had been fighting against for the past two weeks, all crashed over me like a powe
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Chapter: GaslightingI had spent the entire morning preparing myself in the solitude of my room, mentally bracing for what lay ahead. In the corner of the dimly lit kitchen, trash bags loomed like neglected sentinels, stuffed to the brim and waiting for their inevitable disposal. Today was the day, I promised myself-I would finally take out the trash, swing by the nearby café for a steaming cup of coffee, and return home without letting my thoughts stray anywhere near the memories of Lloyd. It was just a simple, mundane task, one that shouldn't hold any weight.With resolve, I tied the crinkled top of the bag, feeling the rough texture of the plastic against my fingers as I balanced it precariously in my arms. The scent of discarded food and stale coffee lingered, a reminder of my procrastination.I took a deep breath and pulled open the door, the familiar creak of the hinges echoing in the quiet hallway.I halted in my steps, caught off guard by the sight before me. He was slumped against the wall, resem
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Chapter: AssholeI was curled up on the couch, textbooks scattered around me, a half-empty mug of cold coffee at my side. I'd forced myself to study, work, and keep my mind occupied, and now my eyelids were heavy when I heard a knock. I froze, staring at the door, telling myself it couldn't be him. He wouldn't. Not after... I didn't even finish the thought.I rose slowly, every step heavy with suspicion and dread, and cracked the door open, and sure enough...His hair was a mess, eyes dark with exhaustion."I... Nyelle," he started, voice soft, almost hesitant. "I... can we talk?"I slammed the door with all the force I could muster, or at least that was my intention, but he managed to wedge his foot in just in time, halting my attempt. My hand trembled with pent-up rage, and a fiery heat surged through my chest, making it feel as though I might explode. "Oh, so now you want to talk?" I spat, bitterness lacing my words. "After everything? After you made it abundantly clear just how little I meant to y
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Chapter: CHAPTER SIXFelicia took a cab to the nearest ATM and withdrew as much money as she could from her account. She broke her ATM card into pieces, then switched off her phone, knowing it would be traceable. With no money, no phone, and no way to contact anyone, she felt truly alone and scared. Having no other option, she hailed another cab and headed to the airport. She tried to stay out of sight of the CCTV cameras as much as possible. When she got to the airport, she headed to the waiting area and checked the time. She had about an hour and a half before her flight was set to leave. She felt a sense of dread as she knew her lie could be revealed any moment from now till then. Her heart was heavy with guilt as she thought about her parents. She knew they would be devastated when they found out she had disappeared, and she hated to think of the consequences they would face. But, she also knew she had to follow her heart. She was determined to make a better life for herself and to repay her parents
Last Updated: 2024-01-13
Chapter: CHAPTER FIVEFelicia's joyous squeal filled the room as she enveloped Tina in a warm hug in the excitement of the moment. However, the elation was short-lived as she released her grip, urgency abruptly taking over. "We have no time," Felicia declared, her tone serious, she rushed to the door and swiftly click the lock shut."Take off your clothes," she ordered, a command met with a compliant action from Tina. The wedding gown's bodice was swiftly discarded, and with careful precision, Tina assisted Felicia in slipping out of the intricate garment. Buttons and zippers were undone carefully ensuring the dress suffered no damage in their haste leaving Felicia in nothing but her underwear.Just as Felicia was assisting Tina into the dress, a resounding knock echoed at the door. "Felicia dear, open up," her mother's voice, tinged with a mix of curiosity and concern, resonated through the door. Their heart dropped in terror causing a shiver down their spines. "Coming, mother," Felicia yelled, her tone b
Last Updated: 2023-12-04
Chapter: CHAPTER FOURFelicia sat in front of a large ornate mirror, its golden frame adorned with intricate patterns. The room buzzed with the soft hum of excitement and anticipation as the wedding preparations swirled around her. Her reflection gazed back at her, her eyes revealing a turmoil of emotions she couldn't contain.Regret gnawed at her from the inside as she recalled the moment she had agreed to the arranged marriage. She had seen her father's face light up with hope, believing that she was doing the right thing to save their family's legacy. But now, as the hairstylist and makeup artist worked their magic on her, doubts crept in like shadows.The hairstylist's nimble fingers wove through Felicia's fiery red locks, meticulously crafting them into a neat bun at the nape of her neck. The bun was adorned with delicate white orchids, their petals an obvious contrast against her fiery tresses,Tiny, shimmering hairpins secured any loose strands, adding a touch of sparkle.As her hair was being styled
Last Updated: 2023-09-22
Chapter: CHAPTER THREEIn the stillness of the moonlit night, Felicia stomach grumbled and protested at her hunger protest. She looked at the empty bags of junks wistfully wishing she hadn't consumed it all two days ago. She wanted to continue but her stomach kept panging, she couldn't bear the hunger any longer. she devised a plan to sneak out of her room. She padded softly across the plush carpet of the hallway, her nimble footsteps creating barely a whisper, Each movement was executed with ninja-like precision.With every silent step, she edged closer to the staircase, the soft glow of the moonlight illuminating her path. The dimly lit corridor felt like a labyrinth, and Felicia's senses were heightened as she moved like a ghost, her very existence hidden in the shadows.Reaching the top of the staircase, her heart quickened. She could hear the gentle hum of the night outside, contrasting with the oppressive silence of the house. But as she descended, the old wooden steps seemed to conspire against her.
Last Updated: 2023-09-22
Chapter: CHAPTER TWOThe room was shrouded in darkness, with only the faint glow of a table lamp illuminating Felicia's solemn silhouette. She sat by the window, her eyes fixated on the moonlit garden outside, lost in her thoughts. Empty snack wrappers littered the floor around her.. She had Locked herself in her room for three days now, locked away from the world. She had retreated into her own solitude, refusing to come out and face the reality of her impending marriage to Raphael Gallagher. Her room had become her sanctuary.Suddenly, a soft but persistent knocking broke through the silence. Three gentle raps, followed by a pause, and then the pattern repeated. It was Tina, who had been both friend and confidant to Felicia for as long as she could remember."Felicia," Tina's hushed voice called from outside the door, "it's Tina. Can I come in, please?"Felicia didn't respond. She remained fixed in her chair, her face turned away from the door. The knocking continued, more insistent now, as Tina's conce
Last Updated: 2023-09-22
Chapter: CHAPTER ONEThe sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the elegant drawing room of the Graham estate. Felicia Rose Graham stood at the center of the room, her fiery red hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Her emerald-green eyes were ablaze with defiance as she faced her father, Sir Charles Graham."I will not marry Raphael Gallagher!" Felicia's voice quivered with anger and determination. She was not a girl to be trifled with, and her father knew it. "I refuse to be a pawn in this farce of an arranged marriage!"Sir Charles Graham, a stern man with graying temples, clenched his fists in frustration. He had always prided himself on his unyielding resolve, but his daughter's obstinacy tested even his patience. "Felicia, you must understand. The Gallagher family is one of the most respected in the country, and this union will secure our family's future."Felicia, her chest heaving with emotion, took a step closer to her father. "But I don't love h
Last Updated: 2023-09-22
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