Moon bound Hearts: The Wolf and the Crown Prince
In the mystical kingdom of Neverland, where ancient prophecies shape the fate of wolves and humans alike, seventeen-year-old Lyria has spent her life hiding the silver flame burning beneath her skin. Feared by her own kind and hunted by those who seek her power, she wants only one thing-freedom.
But when she crosses paths with Aiden Everhart, the Crown Prince bound to a future he never chose, everything changes. A forbidden prophecy awakens, linking their destinies in ways neither understands. As danger closes in-from corrupted sorcery, twisted creatures, and the ruthless ambitions of Lady Seraphina-Lyria discovers she is more than a girl running from her past.
She is the Silver Wolf.
A guardian.
A force that can save the realm... or destroy it.
With the kingdom turning against them and the prophecy unraveling, Lyria and Aiden must face impossible trials, confront their deepest fears, and choose what kind of future they want to fight for-together. But power always comes with a cost, and the final choice may reshape Neverland forever.
A tale of courage, destiny, and the bond that defies fate-
perfect for fans of magical quests, royal intrigue, and epic fantasy worlds.
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Chapter 14
CHAPTER 14 - THE KING'S DECREE
The path to the Oracle wound tightly between towering, silver-barked trees. Their leaves whispered above Lyria and Aiden, the forest humming with tension-as if it sensed a storm gathering beyond mortal reach.
Lyria walked steadily, though exhaustion gnawed at her. The earlier surge of her wolf instincts left her shaky, and the silver flame under her skin flickered unpredictably. Aiden stayed close, his hand hovering near her back without touching-protective, but respectful of her space.
The crater wolf moved quietly ahead, but its posture was rigid, ears constantly twitching. It felt dangerous, too.
Aiden glanced at Lyria. "How's your breathing? Still steady?"
"Better now," she said softly.
He exhaled in relief. But neither missed the way her eyes glimmered faintly-wolf and flame swirling together.
Aiden hesitated before adding, "You were incredible back there. Scary," he admitted with a gentle smile, "but incredible."
Lyria managed a small, weary smile. "I didn't mean to lose control."
"You didn't," Aiden said. "You fought it. And you won."
Those few words settled something inside her-a small anchor in a growing storm.
But the quiet did not last long.
The crater wolf suddenly froze, head snapping up.
"Something comes."
Lyria's heart clenched. "Seraphina?"
"No," the wolf growled. "This scent is older."
A distant horn echoed through the forest-deep, metallic, and unmistakably royal.
Aiden paled. "That's my father's horn."
Lyria's breath hitched. "The king is here?"
"No," Aiden said, scanning the trees. "That sound... it means a royal decree is being read. Someone is broadcasting it through the forest."
The forest dimmed.
And between two trees, a shimmer of gold light gathered-forming a translucent figure clad in kingly robes. It was not the king in flesh but a projected messenger-a magical recording created by the crown.
King Everhart's stern face flickered in the air.
"Aiden Everhart. My son. My heir."
Aiden stiffened.
Lyria felt something cold curl around her spine.
The king's voice boomed through the trees.
"By the authority of the Everhart throne, I issue an immediate decree."
Aiden's jaw tightened. "Here it comes."
Lyria swallowed hard.
The king continued, tone unforgiving.
"A hunter of unknown origin, calling herself Lyria, has illegally infiltrated the company of the Crown Prince. She possesses unregistered magic and has attacked royal forces."
Lyria's blood ran cold.
"That's not true," she whispered.
Aiden stepped closer to her. "He's repeating whatever Seraphina told him."
"Therefore," the king said, "I declare her a threat to the realm."
Lyria felt the world tilt.
A threat.
To the entire kingdom.
Aiden's hand tightened at his side. "Father, no..."
The king's phantom voice rose.
"All royal soldiers are ordered to capture the girl alive. She is to be brought to the palace for interrogation and containment."
Lyria stumbled backward.
Aiden caught her arm. "Lyria-hey-stay with me."
She shook her head, eyes wide. "I'm not dangerous. They can't- They can't lock me up."
Aiden's voice was fierce. "I won't let that happen. I swear it to you."
But the decree was not finished.
The king's projection turned, gaze burning with an unnatural intensity.
"And as for my son-"
Aiden froze.
The projection continued:
"Prince Aiden is hereby ordered to return to the capital at once. He is to cease all travel, abandon all unauthorized companions, and report directly to Lady Seraphina for protective arrangements."
Lyria felt her stomach twist.
"Protective arrangement?"
Aiden cursed under his breath. "That means she's taking control of my movements."
The king's voice grew ice-cold.
"Failure to comply will be considered treason against the crown."
Aiden's breath stilled.
Lyria's heart dropped. "Aiden..."
The projection faded into golden dust, leaving a suffocating silence behind.
Aiden stood perfectly still for three seconds-
Then he tore the royal crest from his cloak and threw it to the ground.
The crater wolf blinked in surprise.
"Aiden?" Lyria whispered.
He turned to her. His eyes-normally warm and steady-blazed with defiance.
"I'm not abandoning you."
Her breath shook. "But your father-"
"-is wrong," Aiden snapped. "He has been listening to Seraphina's poison for too long."
"Aiden... he said treason,"
"Let him," Aiden said, stepping closer. "Let him call me a traitor. Let him send every guard in the kingdom. I don't care."
He took Lyria's hands gently in his.
"What I care about is keeping you safe."
Her vision blurred with tears she didn't want to shed.
"Aiden... I never meant for you to risk everything."
He smiled softly. "You didn't force this. I choose you."
The crater wolf cleared its throat-if wolves could clear throats.
"The king's decree means danger from all sides," it said.
"You must reach the Oracle. Now."
Aiden nodded without hesitation. "Lead the way."
The wolf darted ahead.
Aiden gently squeezed Lyria's hand before they followed.
"You're not alone," he told her. "Not anymore."
Lyria took a shaky breath, steadying herself.
She didn't know what waited ahead-
Only that her wolf, her flame, and her bond with Aiden were all tied to the path before them.
Together, hand in hand, they ran into the deep forest-
while the king's hunters gathered behind them,
and destiny tightened its grip around their hearts.
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7.7
Not only was I drugged, blinded and assaulted. I was deceived into carrying a baby by a stranger I never knew. Then he appeared and took my child away.
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Forced to blend into the world that I could never believe I would be to, a place where brutality reigned, kill or be killed was the only language. I have survived but he has to pay for everything he did to me, because I believed every phase of my life was set by him and him alone. Have I really survived?
Who would have thought, he existed twice in the same world? Do I really know who I should take revenge on? Him or the person I would sacrifice everything for?
Was my mother the one who orchestrated everything? What kind of pawn am I?
7.9
Hannah came home under a false identity, ready to keep her head down and avoid trouble. Then a near-drowning opened her eyes, and the family she had wanted gave her nothing but disappointment.
She severed every tie, shed the disguise, and rose in revenge as a miracle doctor, brilliant hacker, and feared underworld ruler. Shock followed her family at every turn.
Her parents regretted everything. Her eldest brother clung desperately to the bond of their shared blood, while her second brother gave up his entire fortune just to earn her forgiveness. Her third brother offered up his own body for a surgery-all to save her.
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"I hate you, Asher. I hate you with every cell in my body!" I seethed through my teeth, but his grin only grew wider.
"We both know that you are lying..." His fingers moved to my chest, slowly making their way over my breasts, searching for my nipple. "Your whole body can't survive without me."
***
Scarlett's holy union to Asher, the feared king of the Forgotten Lands, was meant to unite kingdoms but behind closed doors, her marriage becomes a prison. Asher wants an heir, a throne, and revenge against the family that once ruled over him. Scarlett is only the means to an end.
Caught between a husband who breaks her body yet craves her soul, and a trusted friend whose loyalty hides a thirst for power, Scarlett learns that love in the Crystal Peaks is never gentle. It is claimed, twisted, and betrayed.
As war brews, dark magic awakens, and an enemy long thought dead returns, Scarlett must decide who she truly belongs to... and how much of herself she's willing to lose to survive.
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7.7
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The truck hit me head-on, crossing the center line and sending my car rolling down an embankment in a shriek of twisted metal and shattered glass. As the steering column crushed my chest, my brain didn't see a white light; it was pried open by a digital tsunami, flooding my mind with the "Quantum Archive"-billions of data points on surgery, high-frequency trading, and combat.
I woke up in the ICU with three broken ribs and a concussion, but the only thing waiting for me was a screaming voicemail from my wife's assistant.
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There was no "Are you okay?" or "Are you alive?"-only fury over a ruined dress and a missing tie. While I was being resuscitated, my wife was on Instagram, singing "Endless Love" with Atticus and laughing at my "tantrum." She even called the family lawyer to freeze my credit cards, wanting to make sure I couldn't even buy a coffee without her permission.
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8.5
Five years ago, Nina Hale lost everything... her family, her reputation, and the man she once loved. Betrayed by her own sister and abandoned by those she trusted most, she disappeared without a trace.
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His gaze darkened, "And yet it does."