Mark by Destiny.
Born under the silver glow of the moon, Liora was marked with a mysterious birthmark and a destiny she could neither understand nor escape. Raised in the Beta household, her life was one of cruelty...scorned by her stepmother Mariseth and tormented by her sister Ravena, whose envy grew sharper with every passing day. Liora’s only solace was Kaelen, the Alpha’s son, her childhood sweetheart and the secret keeper of her fragile hope.
But everything shatters on the night of the shifting ceremony. While Ravena blooms into a powerful wolf, Liora collapses under the weight of the Moon’s power, left motionless and declared wolfless. Whispers spread like wildfire, unwanted, useless, broken. Yet, Kaelen’s lingering affection keeps her spirit alive… until the truth claws its way into the light.
The Moon Goddess has chosen.
Drawn by an irresistible bond, Kaelen and Ravena discover they are mates, bound by fate itself. To Ravena, it is triumph at last, the ultimate way to crush the sister she loathes. To Kaelen, it is torment; his heart burns for Liora, yet the pull of destiny ties him to another. And to Liora, it is the ultimate betrayal: abandoned by the one she loves, broken promises and hunted by the jealousy of her sister.
But Liora’s birthmark holds secrets far greater than anyone realizes. A destiny tied not just to a pack, but to the balance of wolves and the Moon itself. As love turns to obsession, and envy turns to violence, the question lingers:
Will Liora rise from the ashes of rejection to claim the power meant for her, or will the wolves who betrayed her destroy her first?
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Chapter: The Honeymoon Liora and christen as well as everyone else decided to rest after all the war and troubles. Liora went to take her bath and just when she was creaming her body with ointment, her towel fell and just then Christen walked in and froze, Liora froze too, but just then she picked up her towel Shyly and covered herself. Liora froze, her cheeks flushing as Christen’s eyes widened in surprise. The sudden, awkward moment made her heart race, but she quickly reached for her towel and wrapped it around herself, the softness of the fabric grounding her. Christen’s lips curved into a small, sheepish smile. “I—I didn’t mean to…” he started, his voice gentle, eyes filled with both admiration and amusement. Liora’s own lips twitched into a shy smile, her heart still fluttering. “It’s… alright,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. The tension in the room softened as they stood there, caught between embarrassment and the warmth of their closeness. Christen took a cautious step
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: The wedding ceremony. The following week, the Moonveil Pack was a scene of tireless movement and vibrant excitement. The once-quiet valley was now alive with the sound of hammers striking, fabric rustling, and laughter carrying on the cool morning air. Banners of silver and blue — the colors of Moonveil — fluttered in the wind, their edges glinting like shards of light beneath the rising sun. The grand hall, carved from moonstone and oak, was decorated with wildflowers gathered from every border of the pack lands. The scent of lavender and moon-bloom roses drifted everywhere, mingling with the smoky sweetness of burning pinewood. Everywhere one looked, wolves and humans alike were hard at work — preparing food, setting tables, weaving garlands, and polishing weapons and armor that gleamed like silver under the sun. It was not just a wedding; it was a celebration of unity, the coming together of every allied pack after decades of division and war. Christen stood on a hill overlooking the valley, his han
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: Korrin's Reunion The promise kept. The sun was dipping below the mountains when Korrin rode into the quiet edge of the village. The scent of pine and blooming lilies filled the air, carrying the familiar calm of home. His armor was worn, his cloak torn and dusted with the trail of war, but his heart beat with only one thought — Mirra. The village seemed almost untouched by the chaos that had raged beyond its borders. Children ran barefoot through the fields, laughter mingling with the rustling leaves. Women gathered at the stream, washing and humming songs of peace once more. Yet, to Korrin, all the sounds of life blurred into a single hope — that Mirra was waiting, just as she had promised. As he approached their small wooden house on the hill, his horse neighed softly. The door opened before he could dismount. Mirra stood there — her eyes wide, her breath trembling. For a heartbeat, neither moved. The months of fear, of sleepless nights, of wondering if the other still lived — all melted in that
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Chapter: The Moon's Blessings before the Storm. The night stretched softly over Moonspire, quiet as though the stars themselves were holding their breath. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of pine and moonflowers, and the pale silver light of the moon spilled gently over the palace courtyard. The battle that loomed over them was close — too close — and though the wolves of Moonspire had faced wars before, this one carried the weight of prophecy. Liora stood at the center of the gathering, her white cloak rippling slightly in the wind. Around her, the warriors of Moonspire, Silvermoon, and the allied packs bowed their heads in silence. Alpha Dean stood beside Loretta, their hands joined — strength and tenderness bound in one. Christen was just behind Liora, his expression steady yet solemn. Ravena and Kaelen stood together as well, her hand resting protectively over her swelling belly, a quiet prayer already forming on her lips. Liora raised her gaze to the moon. Her voice, soft yet commanding, drifted across the co
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: Liora's Leadership.Liora's vigilance. Moonspire did not sleep in ignorance. The rumor of the failed cup had stirred something like a net being mended: cautious hands, tight conversations, more eyes. Christen moved with the authority of one who has held sway and knows the cost of miscalculation. He did not rail at the risk; he countered it. “We move the supply lines,” he said to Liora in the dim of the strategy room, where a map lay like a sleeping creature. “We send two caravans in staggered timing. We post two guards at each crossing, one obvious, one hidden. Anything worth stealing will be watched.” Liora read the map as if she were listening to it. Her mind threaded smallness into the larger weave: who would grieve a sack of barley, who would whisper about a missing coin, which merchant would be quick to suspect rivals. She thought of jealous tongues that outlived precise facts. “We will make the small things public,” she said. “If a merchant’s sack goes missing, we will make it known that we hav
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: Theodore's Council.The torches flickered against the damp walls of Nightfang Fortress, their flames bending low as if afraid of the darkness that filled the war chamber. The air smelled of blood, ash, and damp fur. The stone floor was etched with claw marks from generations of battles planned and lost, but none had left such a stench of defeat as this night. Alpha Theodore sat at the head of the long obsidian table, his massive hands gripping the edges until the black veins on his arms pulsed. Around him, his wolves gathered — lieutenants, generals, and elders of the Nightfang line. None dared to speak. The silence weighed like iron. Outside, thunder rolled across the mountains, echoing the fury boiling inside their leader. Finally, Theodore rose. His armor creaked, dark metal plates shifting over muscle. His eyes — amber and cold — glowed with an unholy light that silenced even the bravest of his pack. He stood tall, the mark of the crescent moon scarred across his chest — a constant reminder o
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: The Contract Marriage Proposal ***The office was quiet that evening. Most of the employees had left hours ago, leaving only the hum of the air conditioning and the faint click of my keyboard as I typed the final notes for the day. I was about to pack up when I felt it — that familiar weight of someone’s presence.“Vera,” Lance’s voice cut through the silence. Calm. Controlled. Commanding.I froze mid-type, my fingers hovering above the keys. My heart beat faster, and I suddenly felt exposed. “Yes?” I called, forcing my voice to sound steady.He stepped closer, leaning lightly against the edge of my desk. That signature smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, though his eyes were serious. “Do you have a moment?”I nodded, unsure why my throat felt so dry. “Of course.”He took a deep breath, as though preparing to drop a bomb. “What I’m about to propose… it’s not usual. Not for a businesswoman like you. And not for someone like me.”I raised an eyebrow. “That’s… ominous,” I said, trying to keep my tone casual, though
Last Updated: 2025-11-13
Chapter: Lost Love Lost Love ***For the past few days, Lance had been absent from the office, and I hadn’t seen him even once. Not that I would admit it out loud, but I missed him terribly. Every morning felt incomplete without the echo of his presence, without the subtle way he passed by, brushing past me, making the air around us electric without even trying.I tried to focus on my work, on the endless spreadsheets, meetings, and files stacked neatly on my desk, but no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts always drifted to him.And I didn’t just miss him. I craved him.***I fantasized about him — about the way he looked when he was serious, commanding in his tailored suits, every inch of him radiating power and control. But my fantasies weren’t about business. No, they were far more intimate.I wanted him to hold me. To pull me close and let me feel the warmth of his chest against mine. I wanted him to touch me, his hands strong and confident, exploring, claiming, igniting fires I hadn’t even known e
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: Heartbreak Abroad Lance POV continues….The city skyline stretched out below me as the private jet descended. Every light, every shadow, felt like a warning, like fate itself was trying to tell me I wasn’t ready for what I was about to find. But I couldn’t wait any longer. Isabella had ignored my calls, silenced my texts, and completely disappeared into her life abroad. I needed answers.I didn’t call ahead. I didn’t warn her. If she had anything to say for herself, I’d hear it straight from her lips.By the time I arrived at her apartment building, the bass of music thumped through the air, echoing down the hallway. I stepped into the corridor, feeling a tight knot of anticipation in my chest. This… this isn’t going to be easy.Through the half-open door, I saw her. Isabella, laughing with a group of people, drinks in hand, completely unaware that I was standing there. One of the guys next to her had his arm draped across her shoulders in a familiarity that made my chest ache. She glanced at her phone
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: Family Pressure.LANCE POV.The moment I stepped into the private dining room of the Lancel estate, I felt the weight of the air pressing down on me. My parents were already seated — Mr. and Mrs. Lancel, immaculately dressed, their expressions a careful blend of expectation and subtle impatience. The chandelier above cast a harsh glow, highlighting the lines of concern on my mother’s face.“Lance,” my father began, voice calm but firm, “we need to have a serious conversation. Sit down.”I hesitated, then slid into the chair across from them. I knew this was coming. My mother’s hands were folded neatly on the table, and I could see the faint tension in her jaw.“Your father and I have been discussing this for months,” she said, her tone steady but sharp. “You are thirty years old. A brilliant, capable man. And yet…” Her voice trailed, and I already knew what was coming.“Yet what?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral, calm, but my chest was tightening.“You are not married,” my father said, leanin
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: The CEO is my Boss.My heart dropped straight into my stomach.No. No, no, no. This couldn’t be real.The air around me felt too thin, too hot, and too still all at once. He stood there, tall and unbothered, every inch of him radiating the kind of confidence that made people instinctively straighten their posture. His dark hair was styled neatly, his jaw clean-shaven, and his expression unreadable. But those eyes — deep, cold, knowing — found me like a target.For a moment, I prayed he didn’t recognize me. Maybe I just looked like every other new hire in this room. Maybe—His lips curved. Slightly.A slow, deliberate smirk that sent my stomach twisting.He recognized me.Oh, my God.The room around me melted into background noise. The HR director’s voice, the polite clapping, the sound of someone shifting in their seat — all of it faded. All I could see was him. The same man I had accused of being a gigolo. The same man I’d tossed money at before storming out of a hotel room like a complete idiot.And no
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: LANCEL GROUP.****My car rolled to a slow stop in front of the towering glass building, and for a full minute, I couldn’t move. I just sat there, staring through the window, my breath fogging up the glass.“The Lancel Group”.I’d seen photos of the company headquarters online — the shining symbol of power, wealth, and success — but pictures did it no justice. The real thing was breathtaking. The entire structure rose like a monument of glass and steel, its mirrored windows reflecting the morning sun so brilliantly it almost hurt to look at. The gold-engraved company logo glimmered proudly above the revolving doors, bold and elegant:“LANCEL GROUP INTERNATIONAL”.My hands trembled slightly as I reached for my bag. “Here goes nothing,” I whispered to myself.The morning breeze caught my hair, carrying the faint scent of fresh coffee and city air. Businessmen and women hurried past me in crisp suits, their heels clicking sharply on the marble pavement. Everything here screamed importance — and for the
Last Updated: 2025-11-03
A GIRL NAMED NOVA.
Born from tragedy, Nova grew up Born from tragedy, Nova grew up in the shadow of her mother’s death and her father’s cruelty. Neglected by blood, despised by her stepmother, and tormented by her stepsister, she learned early that silence could be both her shield and her prison.
In high school, the only light in her darkness was Daniel — the boy she loved but who shattered her heart in the cruelest way possible. What began as innocent affection turned into a public humiliation that left her broken and alone.
Years later, when her grandmother—the only person who ever truly loved her—falls ill, Nova’s world begins to collapse again. Desperate for help, she faces her father one last time, only to be offered a deal that would destroy what little pride she has left.
But fate intervenes the night she meets Frederick Lawson — the cold, mysterious billionaire with eyes like winter and secrets of his own. From that night onward, Nova’s life takes a turn she never expected — one of redemption, hidden passion, and powerful revenge.
As love blooms in unexpected places and old wounds are ripped open, Nova must decide whether to remain the quiet girl everyone once pitied…
or rise as the woman no one ever saw coming.
whether to remain the quiet girl everyone once pitied…
or rise as the woman no one ever saw coming.
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Chapter: Dinner Party.***The next morning after returning from my grandmother’s home, I woke up with a clarity I hadn’t felt in a long time. Something inside me felt… lighter. Calmer. Stronger. As if all the tears I refused to shed in her presence had somehow hardened into a quiet resolve within me.Today was my school’s dinner party—my final event before graduation.My last day as a student.My last day walking those halls as the girl who once hid her pain behind forced smiles.I wanted today to be special. Not for Frederick. Not for Isabella.For me.For the Nova who had survived hell and refused to break.I moved through my room slowly, touching my books, the old folder of certificates, the wall where I’d pinned affirmations that only I ever saw. I had worked too hard—sleepless nights, broken emotions, heavy responsibilities—to let anyone overshadow my moment.Not Fredrick.Not Isabella.No one.I stepped into the bathroom, letting the warm water wash over me, imagining it rinsing away every memory of p
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: The Mansion Drama.I sat on the floor of the room, my back pressed against the cold wall, my knees hugged tightly to my chest. A week. Seven long days of being locked in, of being starved of more than just food. Every meal Henry brought me I refused. Not because I wanted to starve, but because the weight in my chest had crushed my appetite entirely.“Please, Nova… just take a bite,” Henry pleaded one afternoon, hovering near the small tray. His eyes were filled with worry, and his hands trembled slightly as he tried to coax me.“I… I can’t,” I whispered, my voice hollow. “I’m not hungry.”Henry’s shoulders slumped, and he glanced at the door as though wishing Frederick would appear to put an end to this misery.When Frederick finally did come, it wasn’t with concern for me—not really. His steps were deliberate, measured, every inch the man I had grown to both admire and fear. He entered the room silently, his dark eyes unreadable as they scanned my pale, fragile form.“Henry,” he said finally, his voice
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: Manipulative Isabella.I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clutched tightly in my lap as if holding them together could somehow hold my entire world together. My heart felt raw, scraped open from the scene downstairs. I could still see Isabella draped over him… still hear her weak, pitiful voice… I still see Frederick’s expressionless, unreadable face as he holds her steady.It hurt.God, it hurt more than I ever imagined anything could.I kept replaying every second, forcing myself not to cry again. My throat burned with unshed tears; my eyes stung. But I sat there quietly, perfectly still, waiting—hoping—that when Frederick entered the room, I could tell him everything that happened at school. Maybe if I explained, maybe if he just listened—Footsteps approached.Heavy. Controlled. Cold.My heart jumped. I rose immediately from the bed, almost hopeful.The door opened.Frederick walked in with the same aura he used to wear like armor—the one I thought I had melted even just a little over the past weeks
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: FACADES ***The bell had barely rung when I felt the familiar unease creeping through the crowded hallways of the college. My backpack felt heavier than usual, my shoulders tense. I knew he would be there. I just didn’t know how bold he would be today.And, of course, he was.Daniel. Standing near the lockers, that infuriating calm smile on his face, like nothing had ever happened. Like I didn’t already know the games he played, the manipulations he attempted.“Nova,” he called softly, his voice carrying just enough for me to hear over the din of students chatting and lockers slamming.I kept walking, trying to ignore him, but of course, he stepped right into my path.“Wait,” he said, reaching out as if to stop me, as if I could somehow be persuaded to stay.I stopped, turned slowly, my patience already fraying. “What do you want, Daniel?” My voice was steady, but I could feel the heat rising in my chest.He took a step closer, eyes fixed on mine, intensity burning. “I need to talk to you… alo
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: Isabella's Returns.Fredrick's POV. ***I had just hung up with Henry, my mind still half on the investigation he was running, when a knock at the door broke the calm silence of the mansion. Three sharp, deliberate taps. I didn’t answer immediately. A voice in the back of my mind told me to expect trouble. A familiar, dangerous kind. I knew before I even opened the door. I opened it. Her. Isabella. She stood there like she had been conjured from a memory I had tried so hard to bury. Pale, fragile, hair slightly messy—but those eyes… still sharp, calculating, hiding something behind that veil of trembling vulnerability. “Fred…rick…” she whispered, her voice soft, broken. I froze. My body stiffened. My mind raced. Why was she here? After all these years? After everything? “…Why are you here?” I asked, my voice calm, controlled, and hard. I refused to let her see any trace of emotion. “I—I had nowhere else to go…” she stammered. I didn’t move. I didn’t invite her in. She took a step fo
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: Beginning Of Chaos Chaos.***The next morning at school, everything felt wrong.Fredrick had barely looked at me before leaving the mansion. Not a single glance. No morning kiss on my forehead. No warm, “Be careful, Nova.” No soft smile.Nothing.He simply walked out.And my chest had been hurting ever since.I tried to stay focused in class, tried to act normal, but my mind kept replaying his last words:“I was beginning to fall for you.”And the way his voice had cracked when he said it.That faint tremor—hurt, disappointment, betrayal.I felt like I was suffocating.After class, I stepped outside, hoping some air would calm me. But instead, I found Daniel leaning against my car like he owned it.When he saw me, he straightened and gave a nervous smile.“Nova… can we talk?”I stiffened immediately.This was the last person I needed to see.“No,” I said flatly. “Please leave me alone.”He moved closer. “Please, just a minute. I swear—”“No.” I stepped back. “Daniel, I’m already in trouble because of yo
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
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