Ritual Movie

The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the air as the full moon created long shadows across the Ancient Clearing. Tonight, was supposed to be our marking ceremony, a sacred ritual binding Alpha Anderson and his chosen Luna before the eyes of the Frostmoon Pack. “My heart,” his gaze locked on Leah, who stood under the moonlight “has always belonged to another. My first love, the one whose spirit has been weakened by the venom of wolfsbane, is my Luna.” He drew Leah closer, his hand possessively circling her waist. Under the watchful gaze of the moon, he smiled. “Our traditions are clear,” he continued, “Only the woman who stands with me at this altar, witnessed by all, shall be my Luna. Though I had always thought that Irene was my mate which I mistakenly marked a time ago. But thanks to the goddess for making me see clearly before it was too late.” They exchanged vows beneath the trees, witnessed by the werewolves and the Moon Goddess. The silver crowns were placed, the ceremonial kiss sealed their bond. I stood hidden in the shadows of the surrounding forest. For twelve years, from the moment my wolf recognized his at eighteen until my thirtieth moon cycle, my love for Anderson had never changed. But his heart, it was clear, belonged to Leah. If that was the truth, then I would release him. He had never truly seen me, never truly cared. Yet, the act of my departure seemed to unravel him in ways I couldn’t understand.

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.

Five years after I rejected my mate, Shawn, he had become the Lycan King — and most importantly, he now had a beautiful mate. During the Werewolf Alumni Reunion, someone suddenly brought me up. “What’s Kendra been busy with? She hasn’t shown up at a single reunion in years.” Someone sneered. “She’s too busy seducing alphas from other packs — on airplanes.” “On airplanes?” “Yeah. She’s a werewolf flight attendant with FullMoon Airways. They cater to alphas and lunas from all kinds of packs. I’ve seen her on board before. You wouldn’t believe how flattering she acts around those prestigious wolves.” “Really? Kendra’s a werewolf attendant? No surprise — she’s always dreamed of being claimed by some single alpha.” Hearing that, Shawn, sitting at the center of the table, flinched slightly. His fists tightened. “A werewolf attendant?” he murmured. “Yeah, Shawn... but haven’t you gotten over her by now? It’s been years.” He froze for a second, then quickly composed himself and held his mate’s hand beside him. Everyone’s attention turned to the flickering moonstone ring on her finger. “I’ve long forgotten her,” he said flatly. “Come to my bonding ceremony next month. There will be a sacred ritual at the temple.” “Wow...” Applause filled the hall. But only I, whose soul had been drifting in the air all along, slowly lowered my head upon hearing the news.

They call him the Human Alpha—the most feared man in the werewolf world, despite having no wolf of his own. Shahira's life shattered the night her mate, the ruthless heir of the Moontide Pack rejected her in front of the entire pack for being "too weak." Humiliated and broken, she's cast out with nothing but scars and shame. Then she meets him. Daren Methlock doesn't have a wolf. Twenty-five years ago, his entire clan was slaughtered by a coalition of packs led by Moontide Pack. As a baby, his dying pack performed a forbidden ritual—sacrificing their wolves to save his life. Now, he's stronger, faster, and deadlier than any Alpha who ever lived. And he's spent the last six years hunting down every pack responsible for the massacre. Moontide is last on his list. When Daren's enemies capture Shahira as bait, he saves her—and discovers she's his second chance mate. The bond ignites between them like wildfire, but her ex-mate is Daren's greatest enemy. Loving her means complications. Using her means revenge. But Shahira has secrets of her own. She knows things about Moontide's Alpha—things that could jeopardize everything Daren has worked for. And when she discovers the real reason his clan was massacred, both of them will have to choose: justice or love, vengeance or mercy. Because the night of the massacre, not everyone died. And the one who survived wants Daren's power for themselves. In a world of fangs and fury, the human Alpha might be the most dangerous predator of all.

There is an old school built near in the forest several decades ago and there is a tree house at the back of the school. It has been neglected and almost abandoned by time, so many spirits have lived here. Many wonders have also happened in the area that have frightened people who know the story about the tree house. Until the wealthy couple renovated the old school for student to use again. They have two children. Their eldest son is studying abroad with his grandfather and one of their daughter's named Samantha will be there to study. One day the student was suddenly possessed by an demonic spirit. What happened to the girl was so horrible that the teachers and some students could not bear with the strength of the girl. They called a witch doctor and a priest to expel the spirit that was in the girl's body but they failed to defeat the demonic spirit. Until they thought of seeking help from a paranormal investigator. When he arrived he began the prayer o ritual to cast out the dreaded spirit. The girl healed but she sustained many wounds on her body. After the possession the priest blessed the school and even the tree house. The priest did not try to climb the tree house because of the omnimous presence of spirits. The school has been quite since it was blessed. Just a few months later, there were students playing chase until they no longer realized they had reached the tree house. Suddenly the two children climbed up and entered inside the hut. They stayed a few minutes and panicked. One shouted out while the other one was left inside. What happened to a student who was left inside the hut? Why it called the devil tree house?

"I didn't just save your sister’s life, Elara. I bought yours. And I’m a man who expects a return on his investment." Elara Vance was never supposed to play with fire. But with her sister’s life fading and the doctors offering nothing but apologies, she turns to the only legacy her family left behind: a forbidden ritual to summon the Duke of the Seventh Circle. She expected a monster. She didn't expect Vane. Towering, lethal, and devastatingly handsome in a tailored black suit, Vane looks more like a cold-blooded CEO than a creature of legend. His eyes are like shards of grey ice, and he looks at Elara not with mercy, but with a hunger that has been brewing for centuries. He offers her a deal she can’t refuse: her sister’s health in exchange for Elara’s total, unconditional submission. The contract is simple. Elara belongs to him. She will live in his shadows, answer to his name, and follow the rules of a world where humans are nothing but prey. But as Elara is pulled into Vane’s opulent, dangerous life, she discovers that her billionaire captor is hiding a dark truth. He didn't just happen to hear her call he has been orchestrating her downfall from the start. Now, trapped in a gilded cage with a man who is as beautiful as he is brutal, Elara must decide: will she find the loophole to break the contract, or will she lose herself to the dark desire of the demon who claims to own her heart?

“Are you trying to punish me? I…I don't know how many times I can apologize even if it wasn't my fault that I almost—” “I never asked you to. You do whatever you want, Niya, and I really don't care. Neither should you bother with what I do.” “You're hurt. You're hurt, Alex, and you're acting out. Don't worry we could talk this through. This isn't you.” I try to reach him again but he shoots me a deadly glare that pierces through my skin like a dagger. “Sure it is. You've just never seen me like this. You don't know what I look like when I'm not in love with you,” his brows grow together. “Now we’ve had enough of your drama. You'll find the papers and enjoy the party or use the fucking door.” He pulls away and my eyes cloud again. My ears and heart find it hard to process what is actually going on. The looks on their faces tell me it is awfully too late—I have already lost everything. “Niya, careful now,” my grandmother slowly tugs at my arm as if that will somehow make everything better. “We have guests. Don’t cause a scene.” A scene? I have literally just seen a whole movie, ma. ************* My name is Niya Kendrick. I’m 25, an author who once believed she had the perfect life. But how quickly can everything I love be stripped away in the blink of an eye? Or worse, what if the life, the family I’ve cherished has always been a blatant lie, a mere fragment of the truth? Now, I’m awake, and reality is far harsher than any dream.

“Stay away from me.” If he didn't want to agree to this divorce, I was going to make him. Killian, however, staggered, brushing his thumb over his wound. At the sight of his blood he burst into laughter. “My dear wife. You have taken up a new habit.” Rolling his tongue over the bottom of his lips, he nodded attentively. “Bite, stab, hit me, but you are mine.” All the energy drained as I panted. “I hate you.” He smiled. “Good. You feel something for me." *** On the last day of her mate’s burial ritual, Freya was executed by Alpha Killian's mistress. She finds herself in heartbreak when she discovers that her mate had left her with nothing—not even her life. Ten years of marriage erased, as if it never happened. After death, she is reborn, three months into her marriage. Determined to avoid future disaster, she filed for divorce against her executioner. Unexpectedly, her mate—Alpha Killian bluntly rejects her request. He is her ruin, yet she is drawn to him. In this life, things seem out of place because her mate is obsessed. Anything she wants, he wants to give…..even his life. Trapped between trauma, desire, and revenge, Freya faces impossible choices. Reconcile with the man who could destroy or save her? Give in to the devoted Gamma who has never left her side? Or… claim them both. Sometimes, one life isn’t enough.

"I, Amelie Ashwood, Reject you, Tate Cozad, as my mate. I REJECT YOU!" I screamed. I took the silver blade dipped in my own blood to my mate mark. Amelie only ever wanted to live a simple life out of the spotlight of her Alpha bloodline. She felt she had that when she found her first mate. After years together, her mate was not the man he claimed to be. Amelie is forced to perform the Rejection Ritual to set herself feel. Her freedom comes at a price, one of which is an ugly black scar."Nothing! There's nothing! Bring her back!" I scream with every part of my being. I knew before he said anything. I felt her in my heart say goodbye and let go. At that moment, an unimaginable pain radiated to my core. Alpha Gideon Alios loses his mate, on which should be the happiest day of his life, the birth of his twins. Gideon doesn't have time to grieve, left mateless, alone, and a newly single father of two infant daughters. Gideon never lets his sadness show as it would be showing weakness, and he is the Alpha of the Durit Guard, the army and investigative arm of the Council; he doesn't have time for weakness. Amelie Ashwood and Gideon Alios are two broken werewolves that fate has twisted together. This is their second chance at love, or is it their first? As these two fated mates come together, sinister plots come to life all around them. How will they come unite to keep what they deem the most precious safe?

Azizah Kanyadisa, seorang ibu rumah tangga yang kesehariannya mengurus rumah, suami dan anak, tanpa bantuan asisten rumah tangga, tetapi sering dibantu oleh suaminya dan putri kecilnya. Darino Arlando, suami Azizah dan ayah putrinya yang bernama Arlin Kanyalando, ia memiliki pekerjaan sebagai dosen di 3 perguruan tinggi swasta ternama di kotanya. Sebagian orang melihatnya sebagai hot daddy dan suami yang selalu memprioritas istri. Mereka sudah menikah lima tahun, tidak ada berita buruk atau gosip tentang pernikahan mereka. Darino sangat mencintai Azizah, jadi sebisa mungkin Darino menjaga hati sang istri. Hingga akhirnya, seseorang mencoba untuk masuk ke kehidupan Darino, dan mencoba untuk merusak rumahtangga Darino. Carisa Hargantasya, perempuan yang hadir dan menjadi guru di sekolah Arlin. Pekerjaan itu membuat Carisa mengambil kesempatan untuk menarik perhatian Darino, dan menyusun rencana lainnya. “Mas, kamu tahu kan akibat dari kesalahan yang diperbuat?” “Aku tidak ada hubungan apapun sama Carisa.” “Jangan ngelarang aku buat bawa Arlin pergi, dan jangan datang kalau kamu masih berhubungan sama dia!” Sejak saat itu, emosi Darino tidak beraturan dan berantakan. Ditinggal oleh istri dan anak tanpa ia tahu sebabnya. Akhirnya, Darino memilih untuk bertemu dengan Carisa, sialnya Darino dijebak dan membuat rumah tangganya diambang perceraian. “Mas, aku atau dia?” Dikecewakan dua kali oleh Darino, membuat Azizah go-publik yang ternyata anak dari Karasya Harimtala dan Januar Andrisata, pemilik Production House yang selalu memproduksi banyak film, mulai dari short movie, series dan film layar lebar. Lalu bagaimana kelanjutan rumah tangga Azizah dan Darino? Apakah tujuan Carisa menghancurkan rumah tangga mereka berhasil?