Heaven Defying Sword Novels & Stories

"Please help me... I'll do anything. I just want my mother to live." I cried, tears streaming down my face in torrents, my body trembling in fear. Kael stared down at me, his glowering eyes devoid of any emotion and a chill ran down my spine. "Anything, you say?" He asked, pointing the edge of his sword against my neck and I stiffened, refusing to breathe. "Anything... " I whispered, my voice small yet resolute. A corner of his lips quirked up, not quite forming a smile. "How about my slave?l ***** “She was supposed to be his captive, not his salvation. When Aira sneaks into forbidden Lycan territory to save her mother, she is caught and thrown at the mercy of the ruthless Lycan King, Kael Drathlor. In a desperate bargain, she trades her freedom for her mother’s life. But as she becomes the king’s unwilling companion, Aira discovers a terrifying truth—Kael is cursed, unable to die, unable to feel the mate bond that should tie them together. As dark forces conspire against them and Kael spirals further into self-destruction, Aira must decide: escape and save herself, or risk everything for the beast who might never love her back. In a world where fate is both a gift and a curse, can she break the chains of destiny before it’s too late?”

To mend his broken heart and forget his ex-fiancée, Jasson Luther decided to go back to the island of Isla Lutherio, where he was born and raised. Nonetheless, instead of resting and easing his thoughts, he grew more upset and concerned when his heart became engaged again— which is when he met Samara, his lady butler, and personal driver's daughter. How can he manage his unwanted feelings toward a young girl? For heaven's sake, Samara is eighteen years younger than he is. He may be accused of being a cradle snatcher, and he may even be mistaken for a pedophile. And to avoid his unexplainable feelings for the girl, he diverts his attention to others—ladies his age. However, the more he avoids his feelings, the more intense they become. He couldn't stand seeing her dissatisfied and sullen expression towards him. He couldn't help being envious of every male associated with the girl. How long can he hold back his feelings for Samara? Will he be able to let her be with another guy despite their feelings for each other? Or will he be able to fight for his love against Samara’s entire clan?

CAN YOU LOVE THE DEVIL? IF HE TURNS OUT TO BE YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR?... A woman with no memory of her past. Twenty-eight year old brooklyn journalist, Aya Mayhem gets caught up in a brutal case that almost takes her life. Aya's interest in the case leads her to a new world she could never have believed existed. A dark cold world, filled with vampires. She's trapped in a nightmare, one filled with blood sucking vampires and she is forced to accept the truth about vampires, vampires who want her dead because of her past. A past that she has no memory of. But what would she do when no one believes her. Not until her case leads her to the city's billionaire playboy, Malcolm Baal. who believes her story about vampires and joins her to fight against them. but what would she do when she finds out that her hero turns out to be one of them? Can she still trust or even love a vampire? *Can she break the forbidden rule and pursue a romance with a vampire? A sacred romance. **Caught between Heaven and Hell, Aya and Malcolm must travel down a path of mystery and terror as their pasts are slowly revealed and their passions ignite, in a world that smells like blood and tastes like fear.

Giselle He was sin dressed in Armani. The kind of man mothers warn you about and daughters dream about anyway. The moment his eyes hooked mine, I knew I was damned. Sexy, lethal, a wolf in a tailored suit—Nicholas was temptation wrapped in cruelty. Every instinct screamed run, but desire chained my feet to the fire. Our chemistry didn’t just spark—it detonated, burning through reason until I was his. But love with the devil always comes with a price. And when Nicholas shattered me, he didn’t just break my heart—he fed it to his enemies. Turns out I was never his queen. Just another pawn bleeding on his chessboard. Nicholas She was the one thing this cursed world couldn’t give me—an angel. The moment she looked at me, I claimed her. Fragile, pure, the soft to my savage. She was light, and I was hell, and somehow we collided. But angels can lie too. With her betrayal, she cracked my armor wide open. I raged, I burned, and then—she was stolen from me. Now my veins pump vengeance. My enemies will choke on their own screams for daring to touch what’s mine. Let heaven tremble and hell prepare—because I will scorch this world until my angel is back in my arms.

“You are mine, SAY IT” He whispered harshly into her ears as he pounded deep into her. “I’m yours Mr. Duncan” Zyrielle moaned as she clenched tightly into his sweaty back. “No one has the right to make you cry and if anyone dares, I’ll make sure to ruin them and bring their business to the ground,”. “Rain…” “NO ONE makes my wife cry and lives the same!” ******** Imagine having sacrificed your whole life for one person only to face betrayal in the end. How can you move on? Zyrille had everything she could ever wish for. The perfect husband and never had she expected anything to change but it did…. All at once. Pregnant and Diagnosed with a tumor, Zyrielle walks into her husband cheating on her with a woman that broke him and without remorse he throws her out. Her parents gave her no listening ear as that sent her back to beg to be managed. Broken, rejected and suicidal Zyrielle storms into a bar only to wake up married to Rain Duncan, Her ex’s Uncle. Rain is willing to be her sword and Knight…also willing to Father the triplets in her womb. He wants her and isn't even afraid to show it, ignoring her obvious ways of chasing him away. He will help her get her revenge and make her shine. Zyrielle finds herself dragged into his world of this dominant yet doting man but when she discovers the dangers and anomalies that come alongside Rain, Will she be able to stay? What will become of this union that was fated to be tragic in the first place?

“You know I could end you. Right here, right now.” “No you won’t. You would have done that in the last three seconds if you wanted to, Angel…, but you’ve chosen to let me go.” His deep blue eyes darkened as his gaze threatened to burn me for eternity for my web of lies. “What makes you so confident, Jade?.” ~ Angel Axton is anything but your regular neighborhood artist. He loves his art, his beloved niece and his family, but his inner instincts kick up a notch when a new addition to the family arrives in a business suit, with a fix it attitude and a very mysterious aura. Knowing only luxury her whole life, Elena Chantel is traumatized when a single dark night takes her parents away in cold blood and turns her entire existence into a joke. From the pampered and loved daughter, she drops her flowers for a sword and signs a pact with a Ruthless Mafia lord. A final assignment as a nanny brings her closer to tasting revenge and delivers her into the Axton family a family with enough secrets to keep the city on their toes. Dedicated to her purpose, Elena is determined to turn a blind eye to raw male gorgeousness that drips from Angel Axton, the hot second son of the Axton family which threatens to deliver her to his bed. But when things take a hideous turn and her mission starts to reveal secrets of not only the family she had invaded but also secrets that questions her very existence, Elena wonders if she’d traveled too far, if there was still a way home.”

"Fresh out of prison and you can't wait to prostitute yourself, you sure are a no-nonsense bitch." Framed and imprisoned, Zona is kidnapped just after her release from prison to a slave auction and bought by her nemesis, Mafia Lord Valerio, for five million dollars. Because of the misunderstanding that Zona is the murderer of his own sister, plus the misunderstanding that she has betrayed him physically and mentally in the past, Valerio, who used to be gentle and accommodating to Zona, now sits in the VVIP box of the auction and casts a gaze at her as cold as looking at garbage. Valerio does not want to kill her, so he humiliates her, in order to revenge, he wantonly plundered her spirit, body, tortured her like a broken doll, and threatened to set her free only if she paid him back five million dollars. Zona endures all the abuse and pain she is subjected to in order to clear her name and avenge the death of her best sister. When the real killer appears in front of her, will she be able to fight back and make the bad guy pay? When the truth comes out, how will Valerio deal with the "angel" that he has tortured so much? And when it's all over, what path will Zona choose, heaven or hell?

He abruptly snatches me, closing the distance between us, putting his hand on the back of my head. All the hair on my body rises on alert; one wrong move I might shapeshift in here. His masculine scent infiltrated me with so much finesse. Damn, he smells divine. "What the hell--" "Shut your mouth; those thugs are after me; I need your help." His baritone tone is manly, very manly which catches me off guard a little. No one can lay a finger on me; he is the first man ever to touch me. I'm with a stranger in a strange position. How annoying can this night be? "Alright, Mister, I will give you three seconds to let me go, or else you might lose your hands." My tone is cold and dangerous. I’m hoping he heeds my warning. The tall man keeps leaning forward to me, putting our bodies in an intimate, awkward setting. "One, Two, Thre--" He steers his legs forward. My heart was beating a mile per second. I can't believe he is doing this! Feeling his warm palms cupping my face, the next thing I know, he is kissing me. His lips taste like strawberries. I got an entry pass into heaven!

On her wedding day, Crown Princess Consort Qing Yue meets an untimely end in the hands of scheming concubines and hidden forces. Transmigrated into the future, she begins a new life as Qing Yue, the daughter of a rich businessman. Set to marry her childhood fiancé, the young woman finally decides to let go of her past and live in the present. However, just when everything seemed to be going well, the past repeats itself, and Qing Yue dies in her 'soon-to-be husband' lovers' hands. In the throes of her impending death, she cries for another chance. A chance to live for herself and no one else. As if pitying her, heaven grants her her final wish. Only there was a twist... She was no longer in the future she came to accept but was sent back to the past she strived to forget. To the night before her wedding day... In this tumultuous and turbulent time period, how will Crown Princess Consort Qing Yue manage to safely navigate through the schemes and conspiracies of the Imperial Palace, while defending against a hidden enemy? Join us in this thrilling storm to find out! ----------------------------------------------------------- Follow me on my socials! Early releases on Patreon, sneak peeks on Instagram, fun activities, contests, and chats on discord. Patreon: patreon.com/Raising_Moon Discord: https://discord.gg/6kEsGuaqfg @ raising_moon#3913 Instagram: @ raising__moon Follow any of my socials to connect with me! ------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright 2022 All Rights Reserved.

Tonight Daddy said he was going out with Auntie Benita, and Mommy didn’t fight him about it. She had a handkerchief balled up in her hand, soaked through with the blood she kept coughing up. I knew Mommy was going to heaven soon. That was how Grandpa told me it would be, back when Grandma coughed up blood like this. Daddy looked at Mommy, narrowed his eyes, and his voice went cold. “Isa needs a whole family. A smart woman learns to look the other way.” Mommy didn’t shield me and argue back the way she used to. She just said, softly, “Fine. I’ll charge by the visit. Every night you spend with her is one million.” Daddy laughed and wired her the money. After that night, Daddy went out a lot, and every time, Mommy reminded him to send the money. Mommy got so thin that her cheeks caved in, but her eyes were still bright. She took me lots of places, introduced me to lots of people, and made me write my own name over and over. She said she was going to leave everything to me. I held her tight. “I don’t want your things, Mommy. I just want you.”