The Moon's Daughter

When Claire Lawson’s life crumbles in a single night, she learns that betrayal comes in many forms. First, her boss crosses a line at work. Then she gets insulted by her cheating husband who accused her of being too old to bear him a child. Heartbroken and humiliated, Claire seeks refuge in a bar and into the arms of a handsome stranger, Ryan Hale, who helps her forget everything she’s ever lost. But fate plays a cruel trick on Claire when her daughter ,Sophie returns home engaged… to him. Caught in a web of forbidden secrets, Claire and Ryan are forced to act like strangers. But desire doesn’t fade—nor does the life growing in Claire’s belly.

Ceres was born to the alpha and Luna of the Harvest Moon Pack. After losing her father tragically, she becomes a slave in the new alpha’s home, even though he has taken her mother as his new Luna. Ceres’ destiny is set to be revealed as her moon ceremony approaches. Will she find her mate and take back her father’s estate?

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.

Kematian sang istri di saat melahirkan sang buah hati membuat Jagat Paraduta terpuruk. Hatinya telah mati rasa karena sampai kapanpun hanya Aakriti-lah yang ia cintai. Hingga pada suatu hari hati Jagat kembali bergejolak dan jantungnya kembali berdegub kencang saat ia melihat sosok perempuan cantik yang terlihat ceria yang ternyata adalah guru les dari putrinya yang diketahui bernama Jasmine. Pucuk dicinta ulam pun tiba, ternyata perempuan itu juga mengirimkan sinyal kecintaan pada Jagat. Hingga akhirnya Jagat kembali membuka hati dan menjalin hubungan dengan Jasmine. Namun ternyata status Jagat yang seorang duda beranak satu telah membuat Jasmine malu dan meminta Jagat agar menyembunyikan hubungan mereka. Sudah lelah menyembunyikan hubungan, saat mereka memutuskan untuk menikah malah ada saja rintangan yang membuat rencana pernikahan mereka berkali-kali harus diurungkan. Bagaimana kisah cinta Pak Duda tampan dan Bu Guru cantik? Akankah kisah mereka berakhir di pelaminan ataukah di tengah jalan, ikuti terus kisahnya.

Elara Virelli was born into a family that hated her and treated her as nothing more than a servant. She finally escapes after sleeping with a masked man at her sister's engagement party. She now has a new identity and a son she loves more than anything. Lucien Kòrvac is a powerful mafia Don under the guise of a billionaire CEO. Fate reunites him with an interesting woman he knew years ago, and he discovers he has a son he never knew existed. Now he will stop at nothing to claim and protect him. Now they are enemies in a world where love is luxury and loyalty is fake. Both bound by a child. Will hatred turn to desire, or will their past destroy them both?

My daughter was violated and killed, yet her death was ruled a suicide. After seven failed appeals, I kidnapped the chief prosecutor’s daughter. I tied the chief prosecutor’s daughter to an autopsy table and publicly addressed the prosecutor’s office in a live stream. “I performed the autopsy myself. My daughter didn’t kill herself. She was murdered. “I’ll give you seven chances. Release the actual evidence and name the murderer publicly. Each time a chance runs out, I’ll remove one of her body parts.” The chief prosecutor and his wife knelt on the floor. They begged me desperately to spare their daughter. “The evidence proves your daughter took her own life. Stop this madness now and let my daughter go. She’s innocent.” Viewers in the live stream called me insane. They said I had lost my mind with grief and was taking it out on an innocent person. I ignored their contempt. With a sneer, I picked up a scalpel and pressed it against the judge’s daughter’s abdomen. “The clock is ticking. Hurry up and reveal the true murderer now.” I knew perfectly well the real murderer was watching the stream at that very moment.

A stampede happened at my daughter's kindergarten. Timothy Horuson was in a hurry to save his first love's son, and he pulled away someone else's hand. A hand reached out to him, hoping for him to save her. His daughter's hand. And the light in my daughter's eyes faded. The longing for fatherly love she had held on to for so long vanished. I risked my life to save her. She looked at me quietly. "I'll go with you, Mom. We'll leave Dad behind and go somewhere he'll never find us."

He took everything from me. My home. My heart. My daughter. I was twenty four years old, lying in a hospital bed, holding my newborn girl for the first time, when Rane Blackwood walked in with divorce papers and a court order. He said I was unfit. He said I was poor. He said I had nothing to offer his child. And because I had no money, no lawyer, and no one to fight for me, I signed. I told myself it was temporary. I told myself I would come back for her. I kept that promise. Six years later, I am not the broken girl he left behind. I rebuilt from nothing. I worked, I sacrificed, I planned. And when his six shareholders quietly sold their stakes one by one, I was the one buying. By the time Rane Blackwood figured out what was happening, I already owned sixty percent of his company. He does not know it is me. Not yet. I have a new life, a new love, and a daughter I have never stopped thinking about. But my daughter does not know I am her mother. His wife, the woman who was once my best friend, has made sure of that. She has poisoned my child's heart against a woman she does not even know is standing right in front of her. Now Rane is chasing me. Begging. Promising. Suffering. Good. Let him. Some debts are not paid in money. Some are paid in regret.

“I never wanted you or our daughter.” For five years, I pretended to be in a happy marriage with Andrew Morgan. I left my career to be with this billionaire bachelor to raise a family with him. A family that he never wanted. Of course, I should have known that his heart is still with Eleanor Walsh. Why else would he come chasing after her after she abandoned him for years? I was blind with love, and now my daughter and I are paying the price. “I need you here with me now,” I said. “Our daughter is in danger.” “Eleanor and Lottie need me more!” Andrew snapped. I begged. I cried. None of that mattered to Andrew. Even then, I had hope. I had love. But all of that changed when I found myself alone, with my dead daughter in my arms. “You can spend all your time with Eleanor and Lottie,” I spat at him. “We’re going to be divorced soon!” Andrew caught me by the wrist and stopped me. “You’re not going anywhere. Who said I agreed to the divorce?”