Chosen By The Moon

Emory Chavére returned home to answer her Alpha's call, arriving at the very edge of a war threatening the survival of the wolves. The key to ending this conflict lies in fulfilling the prophecy of the goddess Aworyn, uniting the warring factions of Lycans and Wolves through a sacred marriage. Refusing to be a pawn in a senseless game, Emory chooses to flee. This decision, however, sets in motion a sequence of events that triggers the prophecy of the Last Hunter. On the eve of the Hunter's Moon, the original instigators of the war resurface. As the prophecy unravels, she finds herself caught in a web of discoveries, alliances, and betrayals. Now the future of all species hangs in the balance, and Emory's existence is inextricably linked to the outcome. Will Emory be able to end the centuries-old war between the gods and dragons, or will she be consumed by the chaos of the conflict? Only time will tell.

“I want blood,” Rowan said, and suddenly his fingers pierced deep into my chest. The feeling of pain was almost non-existent but I could feel life slipping away from me. Blood gurgled in my mouth and it flowed from the corner of my mouth. “Why Rowan?” I asked, but the answer to the question became even more obvious to me. My face was poise, graceful even at the face of death. “Why did you do this? Why did you betray me?” I asked him, my hands reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into my hand, snuggling his face. Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

Kylie's understanding of herself is limited to her memories. From what she remembers she has been an average girl all her life. However, those around her perceive things differently. Her best friend Davies argues that she is uncommon since she has always been faster and stronger than most of her peers; and her intelligence is nothing to scoff at. Studying at one of the best universities in the country, Kylie's life takes a strange twist when she awakens from a nightmare. Was that really just a nightmare? Or was it something else?

One day you are an Alpha’s daughter mated to the crowned prince the next day you lose it all. Betrayed in the worst possible way Liberty is punished for crimes she had no part in. Locked up in the dungeon with no way out she sees only one way to end her suffering. With her last breath she requests the Moon Goddess to curse those who betrayed her. The Moon Goddess,not impressed with Liberty’s dying wish, refuses to grant her wish. Instead she throws Liberty back to earth, back in time. It’s up to Liberty to make changes in her second life to prevent the events from playing out again and to get her revenge. Reluctantly Liberty sets out to fix her mistakes from the past with her mind set on revenge. But along the way she learns that the Moon Goddess is fickle and seems to be playing with her fate. Her stubborn heart is distracted by love. Prince Maverick is on a mission when the mysterious Liberty crosses his path. Can he trust her? Or is she just another Alpha’s daughter throwing herself at him for power? Liberty knows too much, things that she couldn’t and shouldn’t know. She is definitely a threat to his peace of mind but is she also a threat to his mission or do their goals align? Can Liberty and Maverick have it all or do they have to choose between their own mission and each other?

In the third year of my engagement to Jack, he found himself a pureblooded, sharp-fanged huntress up in the Northern Territory. The night before my birthday, he brought her to me—just to call off the bond. He looked at me, cold and distant. “Bethel and I both live for the thrill of the night hunt. You're just a greenhouse wolf—soft and sheltered. You’ll never get what makes it all so addictive.” I asked, holding back the hurt, “Did it really have to be today?” He chuckled, “Did breaking a bond require a date on the calendar?” I nodded without arguing. But the next month, we ended up in the same Blood Moon Trial up north. What he didn’t know was—I tasted the rush of the hunt, the heat of blood, and got the champion long before he even came of age. Later, on his birthday, I sealed a life bond with another powerful wolf. He looked at me, red-eyed and hoarse, voice barely his, “Did it have to be today?” I smiled back, “Life bonds need good omens. The moon’s just right tonight.”

Lena is a wolfless girl born into a werewolf pack named Willow Moon Pack, already eighteen years old and nothing lives within her yet. She seems okay and perfect by living the best of her teen life. She and her best friend being the queen of her high school, the Alpha’s Son crawling at her feet. I mean what more could she ask for. Well the question was answered the moment her mother was brought in dead and killed by a mysterious creature truculently. Danger rustled amidst the Pack when werewolves started dying in the same demoniac way Lena lost her mother. Lena questioned her origin the moment all this started happening after he came into her life or their life rather. Who is he? And Who is Lena? Because she was stated to be connected to everything.

Lila lived a life steeped in ordinary struggles and past traumas until she was thrust into the deadly world of werewolves and ancient prophecies. When Alpha Dominic coldly rejects her as his mate, declaring a human unworthy of his power, Lila is left broken, bonded to him in a way she cannot escape. But there’s no time to grieve. The ruthless Shadowfang pack has marked her as their target, her fate tied to cryptic prophecies that could reshape the supernatural world. As secrets unravel and betrayal lurks at every corner, Lila must navigate a war she doesn’t understand, all while resisting the growing pull toward the man who rejected her. Dominic’s icy exterior begins to fracture as he’s drawn to the fiery, determined human he once dismissed. But as danger closes in, one question remains: will Dominic claim her as his own, or will Lila be left to face her destiny—alone and unclaimed?

Elara Cadman’s life shatters when she discovers her husband, Damian—the man she was fated to—betrayed her with her best friend. But the pain runs deeper than she ever imagined. Damian never loved her; she was just a pawn in his revenge against her family. Stripped of her home, forced into a ruthless contract, and robbed of the child she secretly carried, Elara vows to destroy him. But as she digs deeper, shocking truths emerge—Damian had been fed lies all his life. His true enemy isn’t the Cadmans but someone far more dangerous. As a hidden war brews, their tangled past threatens to consume them both. Can Elara and Damian fight against their shared enemies, or will the weight of betrayal and bloodshed tear them apart forever?

After a brutal rogue attack leaves her family slaughtered and her pack in ruins, Racheal is forced to flee. Her mother’s final wish sends her to the Blue Moon Pack, where she’s promised protection through marriage to the young Alpha, Ezekiel. At first, it seems like a chance to heal. But within weeks, the dream turns cold. Ezekiel is distant, cruel, and completely entangled with his lover, Lucy a woman whose smile hides something far darker. Cast aside and humiliated, Racheal is left to suffer in silence, a forgotten bride in a pack that was never truly hers. Until the night she uncovers a letter hidden in a forgotten room. It changes everything. The letter is from Lucy and it reveals a devastating truth: she was the one who betrayed Racheal’s pack. She fed information to the rogues. She helped orchestrate the attack. And she’s been manipulating Ezekiel from the beginning, tearing the Blue Moon Pack apart from within. But what none of them know is this: Racheal didn’t come to the Blue Moon Pack empty-handed. She carries the untapped wealth and legacy of her bloodline, and something even more dangerous a power quietly chosen by the Moon itself. They tried to break her. They tried to erase her. But she’s still standing. And now, she’s done hiding. Now she’s coming back with fire in her veins and vengeance in her name.

The first time I lived, my sister and I found two dragon eggs. The black one pulsed with raw, untamed power. My sister, Isabella, claimed it without a second thought. The white one was left for me. A cracked, forgotten thing. It held only a whisper of magic. I took it out of pity. Within a year, the black dragon shattered his shell and emerged a man so beautiful it was a curse. He became Isabella's devoted weapon, his power forging her path to godhood. Meanwhile, the white egg fed on me. I poured everything I had into my white egg. My magic, my money, my soul. For ten long years, it gave me nothing. Everyone said to abandon it. But I couldn’t. I was an orphan, ignored by my sister. I just wanted a companion. But as the dark plague swept the lands, the egg I'd nurtured for a decade hatched overnight—while I was dying, he soared past me to save Isabella. He could have hatched years ago. Could have been human all along. But he chose Isabella. He mistook her for his savior. Then I was back to the day it all began. This time, Isabella lunged for the white egg first, afraid I'd take it. I slung my worn satchel of herbs over my shoulder. Turned my back on them both. "You can have them both," I said calmly. "I choose myself." This life, I swore I would have nothing to do with Adrian. But now, he's the one filled with regret, willing to give his own life just to have me look at him one more time.