4 Sacred Beasts Mga Nobela at Kwento

The mate bond had been sacred and unquestioned for generations regardless of gender. Lilly's mate bond snapped into place with a satisfying click and without a second thought, she was pulled into the best relationship of her life. Violet always thought her mate would challenge her position for Beta, and dreaded having to either put them in their place or be rejected for not submitting to another. Although both women are surprised by the bonds they receive... will they be able to figure out their pack's hierarchy before chaos ensues? Will it be enough for them to take on the world?

It has been years now since the wild beasts took over the world . They might look human, but do not be deceived they are monsters, and they have almost wiped out the entire human race. 'We' are part of the few surviving humans in what was once known as the United States of America. We hide ,we fight for food ,we keep each other safe, and most importantly, we do whatever it takes to survive. They call themselves 'werewolves' ,half man and half beast the most vicious monsters on this planet . Some say they were The First creatures to exist before humans and now they are back to take back the world. Some humans even worship them as Gods.Nobody knows how they came to exist or why ... maybe it's a sign... maybe this is the end of the world.

He rejected her. Seven years later, she comes back and that's the start of his painful yet beautiful torment. Alex and Tessa, bound by a sacred bond have to face their fears, not to forget the skeletons in their closets. They fight each other but that makes their bond even stronger. Will Tessa finally accept Alex's love, the man who made her live in misery for seven years? Is the mating bond the ultimate tool to bring them together? What happens when a third person comes in their life, a third mate? Follow me to discover more.

On my twentieth birthday, I had to choose a husband before all of Olympus. Everyone thought I would choose Apollo Olympion, the radiant heir of the sun god and the man I had loved for years. In my last life, I did. Because of me, he gained Zeus’s favor, sacred estates, and the right to rise above every divine heir. But after our marriage, he gave his sunlight to Celeste, the dying flower nymph my mother had taken in. When Demeter drove her away, Apollo blamed me. From then on, he hated me. He humiliated me, broke me, and finally let my sacred medicine become slow poison. I died carrying his child, on the night the spring inside me withered. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on my twentieth birthday. This time, I let them have each other. So before Zeus and every god in the Golden Hall, I chose Cassian Hadeion, the last blood of Hades. The cursed underworld prince everyone mocked. Apollo sneered. “Choosing him just to make me jealous?” I ignored him. Because in my last life, after I died, Cassian was the only one who avenged me. Then Apollo stepped closer and whispered, “Funny. That wasn’t who you chose last time.”

ILLICIT means forbidden by law. ILLICIT is known to be the most powerful company in Europe. Despite their success, no one knows who they are. The rumour said that ILLICIT consisted of a couple of billionaires but are they? ILLICIT is a company that makes weapons, medical technologies and security business, they work side by side with the Europol. ILLICIT #1: New Moon ILLICIT #2: Crescent ILLICIT #3: Quarter ILLICIT #4: Full Moon ILLICIT #5: Eclipse

At 4:30 in the morning, my husband answered a call from his ex-girlfriend and accidentally put it on speaker. "Jason, my daughter, Alison, has a fever—over 104. I can't get a ride..." The sudden sound of sobbing jolted me awake. Jason hurriedly turned off the speaker and lowered his voice. "Send me your location. I'll come right away." It seemed he had forgotten that today was my first prenatal checkup.

Silverclaw and Blackstone had been bound by a sacred blood alliance for three generations. I was the rightful heir to the Silverclaw pack, and Elara was my cousin, of lesser blood and no rank. On my bonding ceremony, Elara spiked my wine. While I was unconscious, she donned a counterfeit of my Moon-Blessed Robes and slept with Elias that night. I found them together at dawn. Though he offered me anything to appease my fury, I forced a sterility potion down Elara’s throat, paid her off with a hundred thousand dollars, and banished her from Silverclaw territory. For ten years, I waded through blood to secure Elias’s rise to the Alpha throne. Yet at his coronation, he claimed the Luna’s Crown and Sacred Robes meant for me. He led pack warriors to a southern cabin where, upon confirming Elara’s death, he seized my throat. His claws tore into my flesh as he raged over her corpse. He threw me and my unborn child off the cliff. He held the marker stone at her cairn and whispered of revenge for his true love. I woke up on my bonding ceremony. Elias had been reborn too, expecting me to grovel at his paws. He was wrong. This time, I would never be his Luna. The throne, the pack, and the bond. Every last scrap of it would return to its rightful owner.

When I returned from a mission, I found my Alpha mate, Wyatt, had tattooed his Beta's sigil next to our sacred mating mark. I cut my mission short, stormed back to the pack, and publicly declared my intent to Reject him. The mating mark is sacred, a symbol of two souls eternally bound. Desecrating it is the gravest insult to the Moon Goddess. Wyatt tore the rejection papers to shreds, casting them to the ground. Fury blazed in his wolfish eyes. "Over a sigil? You're tearing us apart over a meaningless symbol. Are you insane?" "Do I look like I'm kidding?" I sneered. "Fine. Let the Moon Goddess be your judge." The color drained from his face. "Faye, if you dare go through with this, I'll strip Rory of his birthright. He'll never be Alpha." "How could I be cursed with a mother like you? You're ruining my future as Alpha! I hate you!"My son, Rory, snarled from the side, his eyes burning with hatred. I looked at this father and son, who was now both strangers to me, and my heart turned to ash. My fingers tightened on my herb pouch. "The moment your father desecrated our mark," I said, my voice eerily calm, "I was already done with you."

Right after Ethan and I announced our mating ceremony, his childhood sweetheart from the pack, Sophia, came rushing back. And she flat-out demanded I go through a "bloodline trial." "Someone like you, a wolf outcast, you're definitely up to no good. You have to pass this month-long bloodline trial before our pack will accept your mating!" With Ethan basically giving them the nod, Sophia and her pack betas put me through hell. They deliberately messed with my moonlight alchemy circle, almost tore my mind apart. The backlash from the moon energy tortured me until I almost broke. My body felt like it was being ripped to shreds. They contaminated my sacred water potions. The choking fumes nearly suffocated me. The betas were cruel and vicious. "She's just a lone wolf anyway. If she dies, no pack will back her up." Then, Sophia stole the Moon Goddess sacred artifact my grandma left me—the Moon Alchemy Cauldron. She taunted me, all cocky. "If you've got the guts, try summoning the Moon Goddess's power on the blood moon night to take it back! Otherwise, I'll use your family's crappy old cauldron as a chamber pot!" I’ve had enough. I’m so sick of these ‘trials,’ and there’s no way in hell I’m mating with Ethan.

They didn’t come for her blood. They came for her truth. In Valtheris, magic only works if it’s sworn, witnessed, and recorded. Break an oath, and reality fractures. Aris Vale is a licensed Resonance Auditor—one of the few people alive who can hear falsehoods buried inside sacred contracts. When she uncovers a hidden addendum forged into a Concord Tribunal accord—one capable of enslaving entire bloodlines—she does what the law demands. She reports it. The Tribunal answers with a Sanctified Writ of Divine Custody. Seized in public and branded a legal asset, Aris becomes proof of something far more dangerous than rebellion: corruption at the heart of holy law. Anyone who interferes is declared a traitor. Anyone who helps her risks erasure. Four powerful men—each a leader of rival oath-factions—intervene, not as saviors, but because the Tribunal’s move threatens the entire legal foundation of the realm. Forced into alliance, they take Aris beyond Concord roads and into a moving Waystation Caravan where neutrality is sacred and betrayal is fatal. Now hunted by sanctioned enforcers and tracked by divine ink still clinging to her skin, Aris must decide whether to run… or turn herself into the weapon the law never anticipated. Because in a world ruled by contracts, the most dangerous thing isn’t broken vows. It’s the woman who can prove they were never true.