BLOODBOUND:BENEATH THE MOON
Noah Vale always believed his life was ordinary, or at least as ordinary as the adopted son of a billionaire tech family could be.
At thirty, he becomes the youngest CEO the company has ever had. The media calls him brilliant. His parents call him unstoppable. From the outside, everything looks perfect.
But one night, he had dreams of things that shouldn't exist.
A battlefield soaked in blood. The sound of wolves howling in the dark. A woman with silver eyes whispering his name like a warning.
Noah doesn't know the truth.
He was never meant to grow up in the human world. He is the child of both vampires and werewolves once tried to destroy, the secret son of a vampire princess and a werewolf beta, hidden after his birth to stop a war that nearly wiped both clans out.
Now the war is stirring again.
And Marcus Blackwood has been sent to find him.
Raised by the Vampire Elders and trained to obey without question, Marcus has only one purpose: get close to Noah, gain his trust, uncover what he is... and end his life before the prophecy can come true. His older sister Elara didn't know he existed not until Marcus who she is in love with fell in love with Noah, Marcus he does not expect Noah to be kind.
He does not expect to hesitate.
And he definitely does not expect to fall in love.
Because from the moment they meet, something old and dangerous begins to surface memories, instincts, and a bond neither of them understands.
When enemies fall for each other, secrets refuse to stay buried, and a future written in blood may no longer be unavoidable.
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Chapter 2
By sunrise, Noah Vale was already a legend again.
The city woke up to headlines screaming his name, and making Noah's name was making waves again.
VALE TECHNOLOGIES STOCK SOARS AFTER MIDNIGHT ACQUISITION
NOAH VALE: THE GENIUS BILLIONAIRE WHO NEVER SLEEPS
He read none of it.
By seven a.m., he was already dressed in a tailored black suit, hair perfectly styled, he barely tasted his coffee on the counter as he scanned three tablets at once.
At the penthouse,Noah was quiet. But at office,
CEO Noah vale was a machine.
By the time he walked into Vale Technologies, the entire building shifted.
People straightened themselves, assistants whispered pretending to tend to their computers.
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Executives checked their posture.
Because when Noah Vale moved through the halls, power followed like a shadow.
He didn't raise his voice,or threaten them ,he isn't need to
One look from those dark eyes and grown men remembered deadlines they had forgotten, contracts they'd messed up, mistakes they prayed he hadn't noticed.
And the thing was he noticed everything, every nervous twitch, fake smile, every lie,he is that good.
"Morning, Mr. Vale," his secretary said, practically vibrating.
"Morning, Claire," he replied calmly, already skimming a report. "Why is the Singapore merger still pending?
She froze. "B-Because legal....."
"Legal had three days," Noah said mildly. "Fix it before lunch."
"Yes, sir." She replied back almost immediately.
When is my next meeting he asked her, Boardroom meeting by 8am , and Market calls by nine sir.
By the time lunch came, Noah had made decisions that ruined two careers and created six new millionaires.
He is Efficient,ruthless and very Brilliant.
That was the version the world worshipped.
What they didn't see was the way his phone screen lit up at 12:03 p.m.
Mom ❤️:
Did you eat yet, sweetheart?
He smiled without meaning to.
Typed back with one hand while signing documents with the other.
Noah:
Working on it. Love you.Mum
His parents were the only people who didn't treat him like a god or a weapon.
To them, he was still the little boy they'd adopted at two years old.
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The quiet child with big eyes who used to cry at thunderstorms and sleep curled between them until they sang a lullaby for him to sleep .
They were ruthless with everyone else.
With him? He was still their little boy,
Proud in a way that made his chest ache sometimes.
They called him their miracle.
Their legacy,and their whole world.
And maybe that was why he worked like a man running from something.
Because when work stopped...
The silence came back.
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By six p.m., the building emptied.
By eight, Noah was still in his office.
Tie loosened,he had his shirt sleeves rolled up.
Eyes burning from screens.
The city glowed outside his window, dark and alive and tempting.
And still...he stayed.
Until the door burst open without knocking.
"NOPE."
Noah flinched,i thought i told you i didnt want any disturbance,thinking his secretary allowed another visitor,when he turned around it was Ethan.
What the hell.......
Ethan Rivers stood there with a grin and a leather jacket, holding two coffees and pure chaos in human form.
"You are DONE," Ethan announced. "Close the laptop.
"No," Noah said flatly, not even looking up.
"Close. The. Damn. Laptop Noah.
"No."
Ethan walked over and slammed it shut himself.
Noah finally looked up, eyes sharp. "Do you have a death wish?"
"Relax, billionaire Batman," Ethan said, dropping into the chair. "If you don't leave this office right now, I'm calling your mother and telling her you skipped dinner."
Noah stiffened.
"...You wouldn't dare, ooh try me.
Then Noah sighed, long and tired, rubbing his face.
"You are the worst." Do you know that.
"I know. That's why you love me." Ethan grinned. "Come on. You've been working for eighteen hours straight. When was the last time you had fun?"
Noah thought about it.
Actually thought.
His brain came up blank.
"That's... not concerning at all," Ethan muttered.
Ten minutes later, Noah was in the passenger seat of Ethan's sports car, staring out the window like a man being kidnapped.
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They ended up at some quiet late-night diner very cozy, vinyl booths, the kind of place that smelled like fries and regret.
Ethan ordered burgers, fries, milkshakes.
Noah ordered water.
Of course he did.
They sat in silence for a minute.
Then Ethan leaned back, studying him.
You look like shit.
"Good evening to you too."
"No, seriously," Ethan said softer. "You're exhausted, man. You ever think about... I don't know... living? Or just take a break.
Noah snorted. "I live."
You work,Same thing.
"Wrong." Ethan pointed a fry at him. "When was the last time someone touched you?"
Noah choked on his water.
"WHAT......
"Sexually, Noah. I meant sexually."
"Jesus Christ, Ethan! You are gross .
The waiter glanced over.
Ethan waved cheerfully. "Sorry, family discussion.
Noah rubbed his temples. "Can we not do this?"
"No, we cannot," Ethan said smugly. "It's been what, eight months? Nine? Since someone last rocked your world? Like sucked your d**k real good that you had shaky legs.
"That is none of your business."
"That's a yes."
Noah glared. "I am busy."
Busy my ass. You're lonely boo.
Silence,guess that one landed too close.
Ethan softened. "Bro... you work, you sleep, you work again. No vacations. No dates. No fun. You're almost thirty in a few months, you are hot and rich and miserable."
"I'm not miserable."
"You had a panic nightmare last night and texted me 'do you ever feel like you don't belong in your own skin' at 3:21 a.m."
Noah froze.
"...Delete that."
"Too late. Screenshot."
They shared a small smile.
Then Ethan leaned forward, eyes lighting up.
"Which brings me to my genius plan."Nah
"I haven't even said it yet."
"It's still no."
"Dating app,absolutely not .
"YES."No,
"Bro, I will personally make your profile."
"No."
"I will pick the hottest men in a ten-mile radius." Or even in another country as long as you get yourself hooked.
"Ethan."
"It has been TOO LONG since someone fucked you real good."
"ETHAN-"
Ethan laughed so hard he almost fell off the booth.
"Look at you blushing! Oh my god, the mighty Noah Vale still gets shy!
"I do not get shy,you are red.
"It's the lighting."
"Sure, Mr. Billionaire Virgin-Energy."
Noah groaned, dropping his head onto the table.
"Why are we friends."
"Because I keep you from turning into a corporate vampire," Ethan said. "Which is ironic, now that I think about it."
Noah stiffened.
"...What?"
"Nothing. Bad joke."
They ate,and laughed
They laughed.
For the first time in days, Noah felt something loosen in his chest.
And maybe , just maybe -
When Ethan secretly downloaded a dating app onto Noah's phone...
It wasn't the worst idea in the world.
He just didn't know yet...
That somewhere out there...
Fate was already moving.
And the man who would ruin his life...
Was about to walk straight into his world.
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A year ago, he kissed his duo partner, Justice, only to be met with violent disgust. Justice shoved him away and dry-heaved in the rain, looking at him like a monster.
Humiliated by the straight man's raw revulsion, Clifton cut him out of his life.
But now, Justice suddenly appeared at Clifton's club as a rookie tryout.
Instead of an ambitious climber, Justice played the perfect, pathetic victim. He cowered, trembled, and acted terrified whenever Clifton was near.
He even signed a bloodsucking contract with a toxic teammate, sparking rumors he was brought in to replace Clifton as captain.
During a scrimmage, Clifton hesitated to shoot because he remembered Justice had just severely burned his hand.
Justice showed no mercy. He ruthlessly gunned Clifton down, humiliating the captain in front of the entire coaching staff.
Clifton was consumed by blinding rage and betrayal.
If Justice was so disgusted by him, why did he fake his devotion for six months just to use him?
Why was he acting like helpless prey now, after trampling all over Clifton's pride?
Determined to rip off the liar's disguise, Clifton dragged Justice into a live stream in front of sixty thousand viewers.
"He's asking if you are in love with me."
Clifton smiled cruelly, waiting for the public execution. But just as the trap snapped shut, a choked, terrified gasp came through the headset.
7.1
"Don't you want to see how manly your husband is, honey?" he whispered huskily, his voice tinged with seduction. Even in his madness, he licked the tip of her ear as he nibbled it gently.
His breath was hot, and the tip of his tongue was rough, sending shivers down her spine. She tried to break free, but it seemed that her strength was no match for his.
"You're hurting me, Ace!" she snapped as she squirmed. Seizing the opportunity from his loosening grip to escape from him.
However, before she could spin around, he slammed her body violently against the glass wall again, causing her to whimper as her nose hit the glass.
He was nothing but a heartless fucking gay man.
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Sierra Carlson is a hot and gorgeous model trapped in a loveless marriage with Ace Valentino, a man who keeps a shocking secret of being gay and will never love her. Forced to marry Ace solely to cover up his dark side, Sierra feels her life has been taken hostage by a twisted, possessive man who is arrogant and has a hidden agenda for himself.
Ace Valentino is the CEO of Valentino Enterprise, known for his public image as a man of mystery. No one knows that he secretly identifies as gay. He even forces Sierra, a model under his own company, into a loveless marriage, and even worse, he has a secret lover working under the same company.
Will she be able to win over her gay husband, or will she and Ace forever be stuck in this ridiculous marriage filled with drama and lies?
9.3
"W-wait! Someone's comi- ah!" Dylan's gasps were muffled with a kiss that made his legs go weak.
"Want me to stop?" The whisper made him shudder.
"...no, b-but there's-"
"Then be a good boy and focus on me. Spread your legs."
Dylan as an innocent college student knew what he wanted in a guy and coincidentally, the Waltson's, their new neighbor, had a son Theo who was a perfect fit. But sadly straight and also not single. Aiming to drink out his sorrows at the school party and move on was an act he did not see ending with him sleeping with someone, but having no idea who it was the next morning.
Soon, his hunt for the truth gets narrowed down to the Waltson's, and he gets faced with the late realization that Theo wasn't the only son of the Waltson's. With his elder brother, Lucas, and a mute twin, Kyle, his options of his drunk one night widens from one to three.
Lucas and Theo had been present at the party, and Dylan saw his only chance of knowing the truth was getting closer to them. But to do that, he needed the help of Kyle who was anything but nice to him. His constant glares, his mischievous smiles, and his hand signs that get interpreted into nothing but lies. Almost like he was trying his best to keep him away from his brothers. And just when he thought that, he takes up the initiative to search up a sign Kyle had shown to him.
^^You and him are never going to work out. I'll make sure of that.^^
In the game of finding out what Kyle meant by that, he stumbles across something even bigger. The Waltson's secret
8.4
"How can you smile like that when neither of your fathers are here at your own wedding reception?" Pond asked, eyeing Dunk, who stood in the gallery, smiling towards his newly-wedded husband.
Dunk's smile didn't waver, but his eyes darkened. He turned to Pond, voice sharp, "Do you think I don't care? That I'd go against them on purpose?"
Pond responded without hesitation, "Aren't you doing exactly that?"
"No, I'm not," Dunk snapped. His voice dropped lower, colder. "I'm standing here for my pride-the same pride he crushed. I'm not a child who goes crying to his parents. He destroyed me, P'Pond. Now it's my turn. I'm going to destroy his life-completely."
Pond looked shaken. "You can't marry someone for revenge, Dunk. I told you-I'm here for you. I'll never let anyone from the Guthithanan family hurt you again."
Dunk's voice cracked as he exploded, "But he crossed the line that night!" He scanned the room and quickly pulled Pond into a quieter corner.
His voice was low and furious. "He shattered everything I had. And now, with this marriage, I'm going to make him live with the consequences. He's trapped with me now-forever. I won't let him walk away so easily."
His gaze flicked across the room-directly to Joong, who stood beside Sarawat, calmly speaking to a business partner. Joong caught Dunk's stare and instinctively looked his way.
Dunk raised his champagne glass with a mocking smile. A toast to war.
Joong clenched his jaw, returning the gesture coolly-but his burning eyes slid to Pond, full of rage and warning.
7.3
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9.2
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