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What Survived The Burn
A basin filled with glowing water materialized beside the bed.
And Loria—my mate, my Luna—lay at the center of it all, the eye of this supernatural hurricane, clutching the amulet as if it were the only thing anchoring her to the world. Her breathing had changed. Her skin shimmered faintly with power. And every time a contraction hit, the magic surged, a crackling burst like lightning across a storm-wracked sky.
The air was thick with it. Charged. Primal.
I stepped back, heart hammering, and pulled out my phone. I called Caleb first.
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My Obsessive Lecturer
Of course not.
Bonita is indeed Lorena's best friend, but Bonita has never been so sensitive or cared for Lorena so much. She never finds out that Lorena has been crying. Bonita is still easily fooled by Lorena. Lorena just washes her face and then she comes to her class straight from the bathroom. After she arrives at class, she gives a fake smile as best as she can. Then, she just explains to Bonita that she has washed her face in the toilet.
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The Cursed Luna And Her Ruthless Alpha
Instead, she lifted her hands to the sky.
“Moon above, light of the goddess,” she whispered louder. “Answer the call of blood and bone. Reveal what has been hidden.”
The wind picked up. Leaves spiraled around her like a storm gathering only around that circle. The air cracked, energy vibrating so hard it hummed in my teeth. My skin prickled.
Greg took a step back. “This doesn’t feel right.”
“Let her finish,” Michael said, though even he looked uneasy now.
Lora's head snapped back, and a gasp escaped her lips. Her eyes flew open—no longer brown, but glowing silver. The runes at her feet lit up.
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Married to my fiancé's father
Hit, beat, brand, rape… death would be more merciful than this.
“Get a move on, puttanas,” one of the guards snapped as he shoved both Ella and I forward.
My mother’s laugh chilled me to the bone.
“Don’t mind him, girls,” she chatted, in her raspy voice. Result of years of smoking. “Santos Jnr is eager to have you, Lorena.
And Ella should fetch a nice price too.”
“Alessandro Moravia will destroy you.” Ella hissed
“You nor Santos jnr were able to find us. Lorena’s husband did. He will find her and kill-.”
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The mask of love: Scent maker witch and noble vampire
Coronis looked like a fiery red flower, a dancer from hell.
"Aaaaaaa-"
Screams resounded through the air. This place at present is exactly a bloody death place. The girl has golden hair that floats like fire, blue eyes like lightning, and a beautiful face like an angel calmly walking in the middle of a sea of corpses filled with flesh and blood piled up by herself. That little girl was like a messenger from hell sent to inform them that the Apocalypse was coming.
"C-Coronis… you… you… I'm begging you-" Ríona nearly broke into tears. Her eyes were blurred with tears. She couldn't believe the horrifying reality right in front of her eyes.
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Layla's Destined Lover
Layla stood up straight, her feet pressing against the ground and her perspective shifting made her realize…
She had recovered, she had transformed back!
She quickly ran to a small pond nearby. Flickering sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dark canopy, reflecting on the water's surface. Her beautiful reflection was clear in her eyes.
A young woman with long black hair flowing down her pale shoulders. Her deep blue eyes, as clear as the sky, hid a familiar sharpness. Her lush red lips seemed to whisper a seductive invitation.
This was her, Layla of the West.
But she was even more beautiful now than when she was in the West. Could it be because Bridget had taken good care of her? She wo
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The Heart of a Luna
We can all feel it - like a heavy winter blanket draped around our shoulders on a sweltering summer’s night.
Even Amias can sense it.
“I saw you once,” she finally breaks the silence and gets to her feet. She cocks her head and smiles a smile that even makes my heart skip a beat. “In Noah’s memories.”
Amias has the good sense to stay quiet, but he nods to acknowledge her.
“Your aura was beautiful. It burned bright like the full moon. A lot like a Lycan’s.” Lyric quietly switches her head to the other side. “It does not burn bright anymore. Your time in the shadow realms robbed you of your… humanity.”
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Missing Luna: She Is Mine
“Well then, spill it already.”
Caleb urged them to come closer, his voice now reduced to a whisper. “Linda has been spying on the village leader for a while now.”
“Linda?” Jax raised an eyebrow. “Your sweetheart?”
Caleb nodded, his eyes reflecting deep concern. “She didn’t just stumble upon any conversation. She overheard the village head, in hushed whispers, negotiating with a man feared for commanding the Night Crawlers.”
Max’s brow furrowed, the color draining from his face. “Night Crawlers? You mean those vile creatures that lurk in the shadows, feasting on human flesh and blood?” The words hung heavy between them.
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The Lost Luna
A part of me felt like I had to protect Aslo, he had raised me after all but was that even the truth, I had no idea if what he has taught me over the years is even true.
I looked around to see that my Luna was already tearing my great grandfather apart, she was not in her wolf or human form but something in between, something that was demonic. He never stood a chance against her and right now I felt nothing for the man I had called great grandfather.
The castle behind them caught my attention, it was not as magnificent as I had previously seen, it was run down and part of the castle had even fallen down. How had it been possible for Aslo to make it all look magnificent?
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The Lost Luna
Her heart skip a beat looking at him.
My goodness, how come a werewolf be this gorgeous? Ugh! I'm wondering what's inside his shirt? A sculpted body like a Greek demigod.
She weakly slapped her face to wake herself from thinking green.
"Can you leave now? I need to rest," she said while she closed her eyes and held her nape.
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The legend of 'La Llorona' is one of those stories that lingers in your mind long after you hear it. The ending, where she eternally searches for her drowned children, is both tragic and haunting. What gets me is how different regions tweak the tale—some say she’s a cautionary figure warning kids to stay indoors at night, while others paint her as a vengeful spirit luring others to share her fate. The ambiguity of whether she’s pitiable or monstrous makes it so compelling. I once heard a version where she’s trapped between worlds, her wails echoing as a reminder of unchecked grief. It’s the kind of folklore that makes you leave a light on.
What really sticks with me is how the story evolves. Modern retellings sometimes give her a backstory of betrayal or madness, adding layers to her tragedy. But no matter the variation, that final image of her weeping by the riverbank, forever mourning, is unforgettable. It’s less about the 'ending' and more about the endlessness of her sorrow—a loop of regret that feels almost mythic in its weight.
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