LOGINHello, Whalien52 here! First of all I want to express my gratitude to all of you that already read and loved this book. Once again, thank you so much. Your support is one of my reasons to keep writing the stories out of my wonderful fantasy mind. And in this opportunity, I want to announce that I have published another book, called The Lycans’ Broken Luna. You can check it out and I promise you it will give you new a world and experience when you read it. It has exciting plots and twists. I am sure you will enjoy it as much as I do! So, don’t forget to visit it, and don’t blame me when you are trapped in the world of mystics ;)
Ashley stood in front of the large mirrored wall, staring at her reflection. She smiled, captivated by her own image wrapped in an exquisite white wedding dress. It was a mermaid-style gown, encrusted with shimmering diamonds arranged in intricate patterns that lent an air of opulent luxury. A delicate veil, secured by a small tiara atop her head, added a wonderfully feminine and elegant touch. She smiled, blushing for the umpteenth time as she took in her reflection, her fingers gripping the stems of a large, vibrant bouquet of red roses tightly. "Are you ready?" Siska's voice chimed as her head peeked from behind the door. Ashley nodded with a radiant smile. Siska gently helped her up and out of the bridal waiting room. Arriving at the heavy doors leading to the church's main hall, several men in impeccably tailored suits stood waiting, bowing respectfully as she approached. Ashley offered them a gracious nod. "Remember our practice, okay? Walk slowly, keep smiling, and
One year had passed since the traumatic incident, and the bright, cheerful Ashley had finally found her way back to herself. With the guidance of world-class therapists, she successfully navigated through the shadows of her past. Yet, the true anchor of her healing process was Sirius, who never left her side, offering an unyielding shield of love and absolute devotion. The two of them lay entwined in the center of a sprawling, soft king-size mattress, both catching their breath. "That was incredible, baby... Thank you," Sirius murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to her flushed forehead and her slightly swollen lips. Ashley offered a soft, contented smile in return. "Hm..." she replied, her voice laced with heavy exhaustion. True to form, when it came to the bedroom, Sirius was an insatiable beast. Even during the daylight hours, he shamelessly sought her out, his hands constantly roaming over her body as if he couldn't bear a moment without touching her. They were currentl
The disappearance of Sirius Brown's fiancée had triggered a massive search, which finally ended when she was discovered in captivity at the old Hans family residence, a property partially destroyed by fire. According to official reports, the kidnapping suspect had targeted Mr. Sirius Brown by using Miss Ashley Brown as a hostage to extort a massive sum of money. Unfortunately, the kidnappers were shot and killed during an exchange of gunfire with authorities when they were located. Presently, Miss Ashley Brown is undergoing medical treatment and recovery after the harrowing incident left her physically and mentally traumatized... At least, that was the carefully crafted narrative broadcasted across electronic mass media and printed newspapers. Naturally, the story had been tightly orchestrated by Rio under Sirius's direct orders. All inquiries from journalists and media outlets were managed by Rio following guidelines set personally by Sirius. The search for the missing
The woman placed the still unconscious Ashley onto one of the intact couches and slowly raised her hands toward Sirius in surrender. Sirius's breathing turned ragged and fierce the moment he took in the devastating condition of his girl. Without a word, he stepped down onto Ronald's chest with crushing force. "You stupid woman! FUCK!" Ronald cursed and choked, spitting up more dark blood as the immense pressure from Sirius's boot crushed his already shattered ribs. "She's still alive... I beg you, spare me..." the woman pleaded, trembling violently. Meanwhile, Sirius's eyes—burning with a chilling, demonic aura—remained locked entirely on Ashley's fragile, broken form lying awkwardly on the sofa. "You stupid bitch! Why are you begging? It's completely useless!" Ronald gasped out, struggling for air as he coughed up another mouthful of blood. "Right," Sirius stated flatly. He raised his sidearm without a second glance and put a bullet straight through the woman's head. Her li
When he finished violating that soft and precious body by force, Ronald returned to his senses and hastily pulled his trousers back up. "Holy shit! What have I just done..." he muttered, staring down at Ashley's broken form lying motionless on the concrete. Her hands were still tightly bound behind her back, her dark hair matted and tangled, and her face bruised and swollen into a dark, mottled purple. Silent tears continued to leak from her tightly closed eyelids. The fragile little body looked devastatingly pitiful, covered in dark bruises and teeth marks from where Ronald had bitten and struck her. Her shirt and skirt were torn to ribbons, exposing a body marred by cuts and abrasions. Between her thighs, her delicate core was raw, red, and swollen, with sticky trails of blood running down her legs and pooling onto the cold floor. "Crap!" Ronald cursed under his breath, kneeling down to check her pulse and breathing. She was deathly pale and terribly weak, but a wave of relief







