Purple Moonlight

Listen up, everyone!" I yelled to gain everyone's attention "Your trainer Antony, is going to be gone for the foreseeable future. YOU lucky ladies have the pleasure to be trained by me. Antony is a nursery teacher compared to the hell you will soon be facing by me" I stated authoritatively. "Little girl I have morning shits bigger than you" yelled a testosterone-induced jokester from the back causing snickers to erupt throughout the crowd. "Then I'd suggest eating more greens and lessening up on protein and testosterone. You do know that shit causes your willy to shrink up and fall off right" I retorted. I watched the man turn purple with rage before charging towards the stage. Immediately taking a side stance I prepare to take on the idiot Alpha 'gracefully'.  Kicking off the stage I performed my perfect Tornado barrel kick to the dumbass's head. Connecting with a loud crack and landing gracefully on my feet bowing to my audience of alphas, knowing full well that alpha is not getting up for a while. "Any more volunteers?" I said smugly. "Nope, alrighty then. So, going forward I am not someone to mess with. I do not take lightly to those who challenge me and I do not respond to assholes who think little ladies belong barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. If you have those prejudices, I am more than willing to knock those thoughts clear from your head. And for jackasses like this one, off your head. Do I make myself clear?" Gabriella's family was cursed as she puts it. She cannot be commanded by any Alpha and for that, she cannot belong to any pack. From an early age, her father and 6 older brothers taught her how to fight, and turned trainer. Until she finds her Mate!

They called her a curse. They called her salvation. But everyone agreed on one thing, Vanessa was wanted. Born a werewolf with a forbidden gift, the power to heal even death itself, Vanessa spent her life running from those who would use her blood as a weapon. Her touch could restore life, but at the cost of her own strength. When fate throws her into the claws of Draven, the ruthless Hybrid Alpha born of wolf and dragon blood, her world burns to ash. Cold, dominant, and dangerously beautiful, Draven sees her not as a woman, but as the key to breaking the curse that’s killing him. Yet every time he touches her, his control slips… and his dragon stirs with hunger that isn’t just for power. In a realm where magic bleeds through moonlight and fire, Vanessa must decide: Will she become his cure or his ruin? Because the moment their souls collide, the hunt begins, and this time, it’s the Alpha who might not survive the craving

Lyra has had enough of being a pawn in someone else's game. Born with hair as white as moonlight, Lyra is apparently proof of a prophesy. A prophecy she did not believe in and thought held no water.  Deciding to live a normal life with her mate, Lyra traded her strength , her life, self esteem and self worth for a shaby crown as Luna to her mate, Alpha Dorian. After stripping herself of everything in order to stand by him, he betrays her, hurts her and casts her aside, bringing in a replacement, all because of the exact same prophecy, like it could not get worse. Lyra's blind submission turns to defiance. She decides to abandon everything, mate, pack and all, and sets out to reclaim her strength, her honor, and her destiny. She soon descovers that the only one who can leash a powerful being such as her, blessed by the moon goddess, had always been herself. The one thing she could not shed though , were the four Alpha-kings chasing her...

Under the Moon Goddess, I was once the happiest Luna of the Black Pack. Alpha Mike cherished me, cradled me in his palms, and bestowed upon me a name and glory. But on that day— I lay on the operating table as he slit open my abdomen himself, offering my liver to his white moonlight, Lina. My husband held Lina’s hand, whispering tenderly in her ear: "Don’t be afraid. Anna’s life is worthless—yours is the one that matters." As the anesthesia wore off, agony seared through me. The doctor gasped: "She’s in her differentiation phase! Forcing the surgery will cripple her for life!" Yet Mike didn’t even glance back, leaving with Lina in his arms: "Just an Omega. Saving you is her privilege." Later, I knelt before the witch Jery, trading all my memories for freedom. When Mike stormed into the shop, roaring at my amnesiac, bubble-blowing self— I shrank into the witch’s arms, trembling: "Sister… who is this madman?" His eyes burned crimson as he tore our contract to shreds.

At the full moon gathering, I learned that my mate Carrick was forced to bond with the Omega daughter of our rival pack. He rushed to complete a mating ritual with her regardless of the consequences. They fled to the Northern Territories that very night. Their childhood bond story went viral among the packs, but I became the shameful third wheel who interfered with their "true pairing" and was shunned so severely that I couldn't even leave my den. Unexpectedly, Alex, the blind Alpha of the Silver Crest Pack—Carrick's sworn enemy—appeared at my door. "I've always been a vengeful wolf. Carrick stole my intended mate through deception, so I will claim his rightful Luna." His unseeing eyes somehow found mine with uncanny precision. "Alliances require balance, Jenna. Are you willing to complete the mating bond with me?" I looked at the image of their moonlight ceremony being shared through pack links, and without hesitation, I handed him my wrist, exposing my scent gland for the claiming bite.

"What do you mean he's your 3rd fated mate? Answer me Arabella!" Ryker screamed in my face as he stared me down waiting for an answer. Looking at his red face and clenched fists I'm not sure if he is going to kill me or my mates. My brother is ridiculously over protective. The only reason he is even here is to watch over me. He know's our father is going to be livid if anything happens to me. I thought finally getting accepted to moonlight academy would give me the freedom I desperately needed. It turns out, I'm not as prepared as I thought I was. My power's keep getting stronger, and mate's keep popping up out of nowhere. The lines between right and wrong are blurring, but I'm determined to prove I can do this on my own. I'm not sure if this mark the moon goddess gave to me is a blessing or a curse, but Im strong enough to figure it out on my own.

"Mommy, that man on TV has the same golden eyes as us. Is he the daddy you said was dead?" (***) One night of scorching passion with a stranger at a masquerade ball left Bridgett Abbott pregnant and alone. Disowned by her conservative family, she fled to raise her three rowdy pups in the human world, fighting tooth and nail just to survive. Five years later, desperate for a job to save her family from eviction, she walks into the glass tower of Moonlight Corp and freezes. The CEO, the ruthless Alpha Jordan Hayes, is the stranger from that night. Bridgett tries to run, but it’s too late. Jordan doesn't just recognize her intoxicating scent—his Alpha instincts go wild the moment he senses three little hearts beating in the building's nursery. He has hunted for his Mate for five years, but he never expected to find her hiding his heirs. "When were you planning to tell me I have three pups, Bridgett? Or were you planning to steal my legacy forever?"

Her body went still. Then his voice dropped lower, laced with venom and promise. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish you never said …I do.” Angelo placed his hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer in… closer than fear, closer than escape. He leaned in, his smile picture perfect for the cameras. “Now kiss your groom,” he murmured. Then…. His breath ghosted over her lips before sealing the moment with a kiss… cold, calculated and final. This wasn't marriage, nor love. Rather, it was war. It was the beginning of her sentence. Millicent felt it in her bones, the quiet threat beneath his touch. She hadn't just married a man. She had stepped into the arms of her executioner. “Smile for the crowd, Mrs. De Angelis,” Angelo whispered in a low and poisonous voice. “Because soon… they'll be watching you burn.” *Click* The cameras flashed. ~~~~~~~~ To save her brother, Millicent Romano agreed to marry the one man her heart never forgot, Angelo De Angelis. But he isn’t the boy she once knew. He’s a Don now. A powerful and ruthless Don who was hell-bent on revenge. To Angelo, she’s nothing more than a pawn, poisoned gift from an enemy empire. The wedding was never about love… it was about war. But desire doesn’t play by the rules of vengeance, and neither does the past they share. As vengeance dives deep, obsession dives ten times deeper. As secrets unravel, there's only one question left…. When love is laced with blood, someone's bound to bleed. In a world where loyalty kills faster than bullets.... Who will fall first?

“I hate wolves!" I declared “W-why?” Ruda looked back at Yohan in horror as I continued. “They're the most disgusting animals on this planet. If I ever see one I’m gonna shoot it right there. They're gross and vile! I hate them so Goddamn much!” My words were full of spite. I’ve always hated wolves but I was soon brought out of my hate-filled thoughts when the dish Yohan was holding crashed on the floor. “Oh no…” I heard a whisper from Ruda's mouth as some veins on Yohan's neck turned purple and he began coughing up blood. I began to run towards him too when Yohan looked at me and yelled, “Stop!!! Don’t come near me!!” I froze in my place. All the coughing and throwing up blood had made his breathing ragged. He was having a hard time even trying, “Don’t come near me…” His angry voice shattered my feelings. It made me feel bad that even in that condition, he wouldn't let me near him *** Yohan is a very powerful white wolf who's also the current CEO of his family's company in the human world yet still he's not the confirmed heir to it since his people believe he will die young because of the curse he has. His only way to break is by meeting his fated partner. Maya, a human, is determined to finish her studies and not engage in any romantic stuff. That is until she meets Yohan in an unexpected situation. Unbeknownst to her she is Yohan's fated pair but has no knowledge of the world he lives in. And unbeknownst to Yohan, Maya has many mysteries surrounding herself as well along with many differences.

My daughter, Vivian Montiago, is born with a heart condition. To protect her, I decide to spend 200 million dollars on building a prestigious preschool for her in the company's park. I don't want her to be lonely, so I also decide to allow the other employees' children to attend the preschool for free to keep Vivian company. However, on the first day of preschool, Vivian's smartwatch alert keeps going off. When I rush over to the preschool, I find out that Vivian is all tied up and left to die under the hot afternoon sun. Her skin is red and blistering, and her lips are purple as she teeters on the edge of death. "Are you all blind? Call the ambulance!" I yell in anger, grabbing Vivian and rushing out of the place. However, Hailey Lester, my husband's secretary, gets in my way. "You seduced my husband and birthed an illegitimate child. How dare you try to get away without being punished?" she screams, slapping me hard in the face. "I'm telling you that this preschool is a gift to me and my son from Rhett! And you're not allowed to step out of this place without my explicit permission!" "Her life is in danger! We'll talk about that later!" I exclaim, not wanting to argue with her. However, she kicks me to the ground and says, "So what if his bastard daughter dies? He can have a daughter with me if he really wants one!" The company employees don't seem to care about Vivian's health condition at all. They point at me and say, "Ms. Lester is Mr. Montiago's beloved wife, and she also owns this place! You're nothing but a homewrecker trying to take advantage of the free preschool program. Get down and apologize at once!" Fine. Since everyone is as blind as my husband, Rhett Montiago, in realizing who the real deal is, I decide that I am not sparing a single one of them.