Upper Moon 5 Demon Slayer

The untold story of the slave, humiliated and rejected by her mate, who discovers she is descended from the moon goddess... "My eyes widened uncontrollably. I wanted to take a closer look at the situation to determine if it was just a coincidence or not. But what happened next really surprised me. The young werewolf attacked Orchid with great effort, but almost all of his attacks were easily dodged by Orchid. This kind of clever dodging skill should not appear on a weak slave at all. "Krew, our Mate is not as useless as you think." My wolf reminded me in my mind. Watching her dodging skills, my heart wavered and I could not even help but start to appreciate her. Maybe she was not so weak?"

Felan and Keyne are not like any other wolf, they have powers and must fight for their lives. Join them as they face vengeful parents, and terrifying Gods. Will they ever find peace?

(NO WHERE NEAR FINISHED DONT READ AND WASTE MONEY. DONT KNOW WHEN WILL BE FINISHED.) Liz Walters is an 17 year old werewolf. She is in her senior year at school and gets to shift for the first time on her 18th birthday. She found out she has to move to the packhouse to live for the year to get the feel of being around others just like her. After her fathers death when she was a child, her mother moved them to the outskirts of the territory in the human part to keep themself safe. She met her best friend Louise, who is also a she-wolf, when they where children. When she finds out the truth of who she is and the future her and Louise hold together, will she be able to save her family, friends and her mate or will it all be taken away from her?

Selena, a mere salesgirl at a quaint coffee shop in Laketown, leads a life of quiet simplicity. She is the second daughter of the Robinsons—amiable, principled, and respected members of the Redbone Pack. The pack is ruled with an iron fist by Alpha Wilson Smith, an untouchable billionaire known for his arrogance and fierce recalcitrance. The gulf between Selena and Wilson is vast—defined by age, status, and power. A romantic entanglement between them seems not just improbable, but absurd. Yet, fate, with its penchant for irony, has a ludicrous twist in store. The cold war between them rages for years, an unspoken battle of wills. Selena, with her fiery spirit, finds Wilson’s arrogance insufferable, cringing at his every attempt to assert his dominance. Yet, Wilson, instead of being repelled, is intrigued. Her resistance is a puzzle he cannot resist, a challenge that stirs something deep within him. This low-born girl from Laketown, with no claim to fame or fortune, inexplicably fascinates him. As their paths cross repeatedly, the tension between them grows electric, charged with a mix of disdain and undeniable attraction. And then, in the most dramatic of revelations, they discover they are fated to be mated for life. The bond, as undeniable as it is inconvenient, shatters their defenses. Wilson realizes that his obsession with Selena’s defiance is more than a passing interest. But just as they begin to navigate this newfound connection, another secret surfaces—one that threatens to upend their fragile union. Wilson unearths a startling truth: Selena is not who she appears to be. This revelation casts a shadow over their relationship, raising questions that demand answers. What is hidden in Selena’s past? And how will the truth, when finally revealed, shape the destiny of the Alpha and his Luna?

Nyxara Vale trusted Cassian Ward—her mate—and Brielle Shaw, her best friend. They reduced her world to ashes. But honestly, death didn’t last. She came back, furious and unstoppable. Now she’s got everything: a trillion-dollar fortune, lethal MMA skills, hacker abilities no one can rival, and, of course, she’s the true heir to her family’s merciless mafia empire. Then things get even crazier. Nyxara’s werewolf blood finally awakens. Her eyes flash violet, she can sway people’s wills just by entering a room, and there’s this ravenous wolf spirit inside her, desperate for revenge. Every secret she uncovers, every ally she tests, every foe she confronts—it drags her further into a world where betrayal is currency, love exacts a cost, and vengeance stains everything crimson. And just when she believes she’s in control, her other mate—the rival she never asked for—shows up. He’s dark, magnetic, and refuses to let her take charge without a battle. The two of them collide, separate, and keep coming back together, bound by old scars and new temptations. The past won’t release its grip, and it's poised to tear apart everything Nyxara has fought to reclaim. In a world where mafia clans clash with immortal bloodlines, trust slips away and revenge is the only certainty. Nyxara must seize her power, outwit those chasing her, and decide who truly deserves a place at her side—before the darkness consumes everything she has left.

The night of her Luna Ceremony was supposed to crown Aria Vale’s destiny. Instead, it destroyed her. Betrayed, branded a human, and cast out by the pack that once worshipped her, she lost everything in a single strike of treachery. At Moonveil Academy, Aria sheds her name and becomes Arian Vale, a boy with sharp eyes and sharper secrets. But when the cold and untouchable heir, Lioran Veylar, feels the pull of the mate bond toward her, sparks ignite in the shadows. Wolves despise humans, rivals circle like predators, and even Lioran’s own twin plots betrayal. Yet the deadliest secret lies not in their bond but in her blood. an elegy born of fire and moonlight. A scarlet wolf destined to rise, and when betrayal strikes again, this time from the one closest to the throne, Aria must decide whether to keep running from the ruins of her past or strike back with a vengeance that could crown her queen... or destroy them all.

This book tells the story of an Alpha, Jayden, the next great white of the most powerful werewolf family, the Golden Ones, and his lover Jovita. Jovita is a 19-year-old werewolf, and a member of an outcast pack called the Grey ones. She is piteous and miserable as she’s yet to wolf out or find a mate at 19 when the traditional age for both is 16 - 18. Things take a different turn when Jayden arrives in Fox town on a mission to track down a fleeing vampire, Uriel, who had broken the treaty and killed a human on their soil. The two become acquainted, and gradually fall for each other, and a strange prophecy is given by the moon goddess. Would these two lovers “Jayden, Alpha and next great white of the Golden pack and Jovita, a member of an outcast pack, and rumoured to be the daughter of the moon goddess, Keturah, manage to find their way to each other or would they let their dreams get crushed by the numerous obstacles and pain that exists in their world?

Sloane Hartwell is the niece of Roman and Samara Hartwell. She is descended from a long line of pure Alphas who shift into the rare white wolf. At the tender age of eight, Sloane found out that her mother and the man she thought was her father were responsible for the death of her mother’s parents and brother, the Alpha heir. She also discovered that her mother murdered her birth father, thinking that he was not an Alpha. When her Aunt Samara returned, her mother and mate were both killed for their betrayal. Sloane worked hard to be worthy of becoming a white wolf and on her tenth birthday, when she got her wolf, she anxiously raced to see if she’d done enough, only to be disappointed that her wolf was a normal wolf. Benedict Winslow, V is an Alpha heir in a very long line of Alphas. His family is well known in the werewolf community, his bloodline going back so far that he’s practically werewolf royalty. Benedict has been watching Sloane for years, seeing how hard she works, how strong she is, and how she doesn’t take crap from anyone. He appreciates her toughness and her love of family. When he invites Sloane to his eighteenth birthday party, his family is less than pleased. Unwilling to offend her powerful family, they allow her to stay, only to find out that Benedict feels the pull to her as a mate. However, Sloane doesn’t feel worthy of having any mate, much less someone like Benedict. When she pushes him away, he refuses to let her go. Can Benedict convince Sloane that he truly wants her as his mate? Can Sloane let go of the pain of her past and allow herself to find happiness?

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

Warning! Explicit content! I smelt something different the moment I stepped foot in my room. It was dark and I couldn't see a thing, but something smelt different. I moved my hand to the wall, turning on the light switch. The entire place became bright immediately, and that was the moment my nightmare began, the moment my life changed forever. Electrifying shock tingled through me as I found a strange figure, seated in the middle of the room. My blood ran cold instantly. My legs tottered and my lungs stopped pumping air. His presence froze me at once, or was it his eyes that were as cold and dark as shadows carved in stones? They stared so coldly at me, cloaked in an eerie stillness that sent shivers down my spine. I had never seen a picture of the devil before. But this guy in front me looked like someone who must be very close to him. **** He had been stalking her for three days. He knew where she worked, where she lived and the dumb people she visited. She didn't have much friends, just a bunch of nuns who appeared in fúcking white garments. She smiled so brightly like she was the purest soul on earth. She acted so naive like she's never been fucked before. It didn't matter how much she pretended, how much she tried to hide her identity. She was his next target and he'd be treating her like one. He didn't become the King of the night for no reason; the renowned torturer. He'd torture her like he did to others, get the information he needed and put a sweet bullet in her head. She was not getting off his list.