Novel & Cerita A Beast's Love Is Like The Moon

A hybrid princess who's half-nymph and half-werewolf gets forcefully mated to the strongest guardian werewolf in the realm by her evil stepmother queen who's not only determined to rule the kingdom but lustful to have the ultimate power granted by a dragon's heart. Rejected by both her kinds after her parents' demise, Theresa is not only treated like a peasant by her stepmother but also constantly picked on. She thought her life would take a turn for good when she was sent of to Pragoth but her woes only just began when she was even rejected by her mate, Lycidas, who would rather live in isolation in the woods than marry some princess. Theresa thought she would forever live a woeful life as the rejected one in the pack until she accidentally discovers a part of herself that not only awes the entire kingdom but made her invaluable and new surprised kept springing up that drew the attention of all creatures, including mermaids to her.

For many years the werewolves have been suffering from the wrath of the evil hybrid queen, a vampire and a witch. The werewolves are at the risk of extinction as most have met with capital punishment for several minor offences. The Alpha King is mute in this case as his wife's influences surround him. After succeeding to eliminate the King's first wife and true Luna, she assumes as queen and Luna. She sends the heir, Prince Douglas to jail thus completely cutting him off from the throne. Everyone is at the mercy of this evil queen. The Moon goddess sees this from above and decides to save her children. She is the only one who can save them. Her first target is Prince Douglas who is the right heir to the throne. Along the way he falls in love with this gentle but brave young woman who gets him out of prison and back to normal life. Douglas does not let her go even when she insists she was on a mission and has to go back when the time is up. Would the moon goddess actually return or let love rule over her mandate?

Two hearts. Two wolves. One impossible choice. Elara was born an Omega in the Blackwood Pack, a rank she wore with quiet pride until the night of the Moon Ceremony. When her fated mate, the future Alpha Killian Vane, publicly rejects her in favor of a power-climbing Beta, Elara’s world shatters. The rejection doesn't just break her heart—it nearly kills her internal wolf, Sasha. Exiled and hunted, Elara flees into the Dead Boundary, a wilderness where no werewolf has survived for a century. But Elara isn't just an Omega. Deep within her blood lies the Southern Lineage, an ancestral magic that has been dormant for generations. As her power wakes, so does a new predator. Malachi, the Alpha of a lost, ancient pack, finds Elara on the brink of death. He doesn't see a weak Omega; he sees a Queen. But as Killian’s pack begins to crumble without Elara’s hidden luck, he comes to reclaim what he threw away. Now, Elara must decide: return to the hierarchy that shamed her, or ignite a war to protect the Alpha who truly hears her wolf’s voice.

Nikkie needs to earn at least 70,000 dollars for her mother's medical expenses. She can't get that much money from her part-time job. What kind of job could she get as a high school graduate to earn that much money? As she was crying about her poverty in a corner of the hospital lobby, a couple in their mid-thirties, dressed in fancy clothes, suddenly approached her. "Sorry, we accidentally heard about your predicament. Would you like to help us, and get 70,000 dollars in return?" the woman asked kindly. "What do I have to do? I'll do anything!" said Nikkie excitedly. "Be a surrogate mother for us."

Elena, a human girl orphan with no wolf, traded away by the pack that raised her was offered as nothing more than a womb-for-hire to the most feared rulers in the world. The Crescent Blood Quadruplet Alphas. Damien. Aiden. Kael. Lucian. Four kings. Four brothers. Four predators who see her as a vessel, and not a mate. The contract was sealed in blood, and now their heirs grow inside her. She was trapped in their cold palace, surrounded by whispers that she will never survive childbirth. But when tragedy strikes, her dormant wolf awakens, not just any wolf, but the Oracle Wolf, a rare breed whispered about in myths. “You are not weak, Elena,” the voice of her wolf whispers inside her mind. “But they all want me dead,” she breathes. “Then let them come,” her wolf growls. “For we are the storm they never saw coming.” This marking the beginning of a destiny Elena never asked for. Her visions of looming war, coupled with a dangerous hybrid heritage linking her to vampires, places her in the deadly crosshairs of witches, rogues, rival packs, and even the very pack that sold her. But the deadliest threat comes wearing her own blood, Seraphina, her vampire cousin, who will stop at nothing to claim Elena’s throne and tear her away from the alphas. Now, hunted from every side, mistrusted by her mates, and torn between the pull of her wolf and the call of her vampire blood, Elena must decide whether to fight for her place beside the alphas who despise her, or claim her own throne in a world determined to break her.

“Chanda, Omega of the Montana pack shall be crowned the new Lycan Luna of all the West region”. Those where the last words Chanda expected to hear when she happily accompanied her Luna to the Goda Pack. Now forced to marry the ruthless and newly crowned Lycan King, she lives a new life worse than being an omega. But when she discovers the Lycan King’s secret agenda, she pays with her life. Given another chance at life, she returns with one thing on her mind. REVENGE. But what happens when she discovers all is not as it seems? Was there more to her death? Why was she given the second chance in another body? Find out more in Chanda’s story.

"Jamil! Sophia!” “I swear to my moon goddess! My soul will stay restless until I take my revenge on both of you! For killing me and my beloved once!" "It's Luna's swear to you!" Declaring, she collapsed on the floor with a blurred vision before finally shutting her eyes to accept her tragic death in sleep. Her blood turned colder, and her body stopped moving. The burning pain slowly faded, and her heart took the last beat of this life. Layla Gomez, after being betrayed and killed mercilessly by her true mate, Jamil. She could feel hate and regret for choosing him. In her last breath, she prayed to the Moon Goddess if she would get another life; she swore to get her revenge and change her faith. What would happen when Moon Goddess heard her pray and Layla found herself not dying but travelling back in the past, just a week before her 18th birthday? Will she be able to change her faith this time? Or does the Past repeat itself?

Cassandra hunt grew up dreaming to be with only one man till she turns gray. And it. Was Bren Anton Falcon, her epitome of a perfect leading man. On the night of her sixteenth birthday, she received her first-ever and most painful rejection. Anton turned her down and it broke her heart into a million pieces. And the next thing she knew is he was already planning to marry his girlfriend, Nancy. Will Cassandra's young and fragile heart accept it?

The women in these stories do not apologize for their desires. They are not timid, and they are never the underdog. Fearless, intoxicating, and fully in control, they know exactly what they want and are unafraid to take it. From the sex worker chasing freedom, to the betrayed housewife rediscovering herself, to the dominatrix who thrives on power, and the daughter drawn toward dangerous temptation, these stories explore obsession, taboo, betrayal, and seduction. These women are addictive. Alluring. Impossible to resist. But be careful. Once they’ve taken what they came for, they may leave nothing behind but the memory of them.

"Why are you acting all mean and rude? I'm just trying to be nice here" he snapped making me stop and turned to glare at him. "I never told you to be nice! Why don't you go back to your little world and forget that I exist like you used to do?" I sneered. "Why the sudden interest!" I yelled in frustration and walked away from him. The bad Boy was simply infuriating. I was stopped. I flew in his chest as he gripped on my wrist and pulled me to him. My back was pressed against his chest and I could feel him breathing next to my ear. "Once I aim for someone, I always get her" he whispered huskily.