Sacred Blade Location

At the sacred Moonfire Festival, Sera Vane suffers a betrayal that shatters her life and drives her from her pack in shame. In a moment of heartbreak and desperation, she disguises herself and takes part in a secret ritual meant for the Alpha and it changes her fate forever. No one speaks of what happens during the Moonfire Ritual. But five years later, the consequences have returned with sera as she returns to Crimson Hollow with a young son James whose striking resemblance to Alpha Aldric Thorne sparks whispers throughout the pack. Her unexpected reappearance threatens to disrupt the carefully guarded hierarchy, especially for those who once cast her out, and for the Alpha himself, who remains unaware of the truth behind that fateful night. Bound by duty Aldric agrees to Sera’s bold demand: a union that secures her son’s place… but keeps their hearts locked away. As political tensions rise and enemies close in, Sera must navigate a dangerous game of power, betrayal, and buried emotions. In a world where bloodlines determine destiny and love is both a weapon and a weakness, Sera must rise from the ashes of her past to protect her child, uncover the truth, and claim the strength she never knew she had.

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Astraea Soem Cadieus is the definition of the most beautiful woman in the world. The innocent young lady with a terrible personality, living in a sacred castle of the cursed kingdom of Cadieus. Many years ago, after the Caelum bloody war, Cadieus' kingdom had fallen, causing a complete change in the world's power balance. To find the way to the truth, Soem was sent to Caelum Academy, an elite and exclusive school for only Caelum's students with outrageous powers and skills.

They called her wolfless. Cursed. Unworthy of the bond. So they stripped her of dignity, broke the mate-thread with a smirk, and left her bleeding at the edge of the sacred woods. But they forgot one thing. Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. And in the silence between heartbeats, something unholy crawled up from the marrow of forgotten gods and whispered: > "She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence." Now, Araya walks again — no longer mortal. No longer meek. She is the Hollow-Blood reborn. Daughter of the fire that swallowed fate. And the last heir to a throne no god dares name. He broke the bond. He walked away. But the fire he abandoned now walks in human skin — and it has learned to burn without mercy. As divine war brews, as temples crack and oracles scream her name, she must decide: Will she burn the wolves who left her behind? Or the gods who tried to chain her flame? Either way... > She does not kneel. She does not forgive. She remembers. And the last prophecy carved into stone will soon come true: > THE FLAME THAT WALKS RETURNS. LET THE GODS BURN FIRST.

"Stay with me... stay with me," Elijah kept saying as the doctor wheeled me toward the operating room. Blood soaked everything. I could barely hear a thing—just his voice, shaking. His eyes were wet. His hand gripped mine like letting go meant death. "Stay with me! I'm not losing you again... Amiee." That name hit like a slap. Klaus snapped, "Her name is Katherine, goddammit!" The doors shut before I could see their faces again. A tear slid down. Elijah wasn’t afraid to lose me He was afraid to lose her. And I’m just her shadow. **She was paid to kill a ghost. Instead, she walked into a trap set by two kings.** Katherine goes by one name on the streets — "Ghost Knife" No past. No future. Just blade, blood, and silence. An assassin. Her kills are clean. Her escape? Always flawless. Until her latest target turns out to be **Klaus De Luca**, the cold-blooded mafia boss with a face that haunts, a voice that commands, and secrets buried deeper than bodies. But just when she’s about to strike, she’s kidnapped by another man… wearing the same face. His name? *Elijah De Luca.* His crime? Dragging her into a brutal world where she’s not the hunter anymore — she’s the hunted. Locked away. Marked. Watched. Katherine realizes she was never meant to kill Klaus… But she fall into the De Lucas’ hands. Now, one brother sees her as the woman who can tame his darkness. The other sees her as a ghost from his past — one he thought he’d buried. he wants to end her, but ends up needing her. But Katherine doesn’t belong to either of the twin . And the only way out… is to *make them bleed first.*

By day, Annabel Walter is just another junior concierge at the prestigious Valenrose Suites—smart, quiet, and invisible. To the world, Jake Daniel is the cold, commanding CEO of the luxury hotel empire. Ruthless in the boardroom, unreadable in public, and untouchable to everyone… except her. But behind closed doors, he’s not just her boss—he’s her secret husband. Married in Paris under the stars, their love was supposed to be private, sacred, and temporary. A promise made when they had nothing but time and hope. But two years later, Annabel is still hiding in the shadows, pretending to be a stranger to the man she shares a bed with. In public, he’s terrifying. At home, he’s her clingy baby boy, obsessed with cuddles, jealous of attention, and desperate to be seen—by her, and eventually, by the world. But secrets don’t stay buried forever. As tensions rise at the hotel, scandals brew, and coworkers start to whisper, Annabel is forced to ask: How much longer can love survive in the dark? And what happens when the cold CEO everyone fears decides he’s done hiding his soft side? A romantic, steamy, and emotional tale of hidden love, power games, and the sweetest kind of duality—where the man feared by many is secretly ruled by the woman he calls his home.

When I returned from a mission, I found my Alpha mate, Wyatt, had tattooed his Beta's sigil next to our sacred mating mark. I cut my mission short, stormed back to the pack, and publicly declared my intent to Reject him. The mating mark is sacred, a symbol of two souls eternally bound. Desecrating it is the gravest insult to the Moon Goddess. Wyatt tore the rejection papers to shreds, casting them to the ground. Fury blazed in his wolfish eyes. "Over a sigil? You're tearing us apart over a meaningless symbol. Are you insane?" "Do I look like I'm kidding?" I sneered. "Fine. Let the Moon Goddess be your judge." The color drained from his face. "Faye, if you dare go through with this, I'll strip Rory of his birthright. He'll never be Alpha." "How could I be cursed with a mother like you? You're ruining my future as Alpha! I hate you!"My son, Rory, snarled from the side, his eyes burning with hatred. I looked at this father and son, who was now both strangers to me, and my heart turned to ash. My fingers tightened on my herb pouch. "The moment your father desecrated our mark," I said, my voice eerily calm, "I was already done with you."