
THE SHADOWS OF THE MOON
Celine's world shatters when her twin sister, Seraphina, claims the mate destined for her.
"You were never meant for him, Celine," Seraphina whispers, guilt laced in her voice. "I had no choice."
Banished to the wilderness, heartbroken and alone, Celine stumbles upon an ancient power lurking in the shadows-one that whispers of vengeance, strength, and a destiny far greater than she ever imagined. But as darkness coils around her, she must decide: will she fight for the wolves who cast her out, or let the shadows consume her heart?
Betrayal was only the beginning.
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Chapter 3
CELINE'S POV
I felt a sudden pain in my chest and the next thing I know I lost my consciousness.
When I woke up I was in the school's infirmary.
"How are you feeling dear?" A nurse asked.
"I-I am fine, how did I get here?" I questioned.
"Some one in library saw you and brought you here," she answered gently.
"Thank you, can you tell what's wrong with me?" I asked.
"Oh don't worry. It sometime happens with the new shifters. New shifts are not easy, you should take proper rest. I am writing you a note so that you can take a day off," she said and I sighed in relief.
After what I saw in library I really needed a break.
Dropping a quick text to my sister I decided to leave.
On my way out I met the guy who helped me.
"I-thank you for helping me," I thanked him. I didn't know who he was, I don't think that we share any classes together.
"It's fine. Are you feeling better now?" He asked and I nodded.
"I am going back home, its better I take some rest," I said awkwardly and he nodded.
"Take care. By the way, I am Evan." He then introduced himself.
"I will and I am-"
"Celine, I know. You are in my sister's class, I have seen you." He said.
"Your sister?" I asked.
"Yeah, Aurora." I nodded in realization and thanked him once again before parting ways.
I had been feeling off ever since I received my wolf. Shouldn't I feel relieved that I had a wolf now? That I wasn't alone anymore? That I finally had someone who shared the same feelings as me?
But instead, there was an unshakable unease within me, like something lurking just beyond my reach, waiting for me to acknowledge it. It wasn't fear, not entirely, but a gnawing sense that something was changing-something I wasn't prepared for.
When I reached home, I was surprised to see my father still there. He was almost always busy, rarely home during the day. But he wasn't alone. Beta Gregor and Gamma Elias were with him, their expressions grim as they sat in the living room, deep in discussion.
They looked serious-too serious.
I hovered near the entrance, curiosity pulling me closer. Whatever they were talking about, it wasn't casual. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating, like the weight of an approaching storm. I should have just gone upstairs, ignored it, but something told me this conversation was important.
I took a careful step forward, trying to listen. But just as I shifted my weight, the floor beneath my shoes let out a soft, treacherous squeak. My breath hitched, and within seconds, three pairs of sharp eyes snapped toward me.
My father frowned, his brows drawing together. "Celine, what are you doing here at this time?" His voice was firm, but there was something else beneath it-concern? Annoyance?
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Oh, I wasn't feeling well," I admitted, my voice quieter than I intended. "The nurse advised me to go back home and rest."
For a moment, he just studied me, his intense gaze making me shift uncomfortably. The Beta and Gamma were watching me, too, their expressions unreadable. My skin prickled under their scrutiny, a feeling I couldn't quite place creeping up my spine. Why were they looking at me like that?
After a pause, my father sighed. "Alright, then. Go back to your room and get some rest."
Dismissed. Just like that.
I hesitated for a fraction of a second, but their stares made it clear I had no choice. Nodding, I turned on my heel, forcing myself to move at a normal pace. But instead of heading straight upstairs, I slowed my steps just enough to stay within earshot.
The moment I was out of sight, I took a deep breath and focused my hearing-one of the many gifts that came with being a shifter. I tuned in, letting the conversation filter through.
"Its about time you tell her," Beta Gregor's voice was low but firm. "She's in danger."
My heart skipped a beat.
There was a beat of silence before my father's voice, weaker this time. "It's-it's too soon."
"No, it's not." This time it was Gamma Elias who spoke, his tone calm but unwavering. "Our warriors at the border have already spotted other supernatural beings. This is a danger to the pack, and you know it. More will come if we don't act."
Other supernatural beings?
I sucked in a sharp breath. My mind immediately flashed back to the library-the piercing, unnatural eyes watching me from the window. Could it be connected?
My father let out a weary sigh. "Okay, okay, fine. I'll tell her. But we need to make a joint decision before anything is done."
Tell who? Tell me?
I didn't have time to hear more. The conversation seemed to be wrapping up, and I knew they'd be moving soon. My heart pounded as I turned and bolted up the stairs, slipping into my room just before their footsteps echoed from the living room.
Shutting the door behind me, I pressed my back against it, trying to steady my breathing. My mind was racing, a hundred different thoughts colliding at once.
What did they mean by danger?
Were the other supernatural beings here because of me? Or was this about Seraphina? Was she in danger again?
I rubbed my temples as a dull ache formed in my head. It was too much, too fast. I needed answers, but I also needed time to think. Slowly, exhaustion crept over me, and before I knew it, my heavy eyelids slid shut.
I woke up to a family meeting going downstairs and by the way they were going at each other, I was glad they didn't call me early to be a part of it.
When I walked downstairs to ask my sister what was happening she was already crying.
"Dad, Mom?" I called them.
"Oh Celine, thank goddess. You need to cut your classes too." My mother ordered.
"Wait what?" I questioned.
"Seraphina has already agreed but we can't let her stay alone, so you will be accompanying her," My mother answered.
"But why?" She didn't answer so I turned to look at my father.
"Dad, can you tell me what's going on? I have plans, I am not going to cut short my classes because of something you are not sharing with me." I declared and that got their attention.
"Celine, Seraphina its important for both of you to understand that things aren't going to be the same from now on. Seraphina will be joining the main pack warriors from tomorrow along with her school. And you will accompany her, your presence is not required in pack house but I will be at ease if you can look after her." My father explained.
"But she is only sixteen, we are both sixteen. Why do we have to be at the pack house? What kind of training are we talking about here? Pups chose to be the warriors at eighteen and that's when their training starts so why now?" I tried to fish out more information.
"Celine, you have done so much for your sister. We are family, and family does things for each other. Do you really need a reason to protect your sister?" My mother asked softly.
Family.
That's it.
That's how I have to leave everything for my sister, sacrifice everything for my sister because she is family. But every time, I want something it is always brushed aside.
I was fed up, but had to endure fearing that they might not let me leave when my time comes.
"Okay." I agreed in a small voice not knowing that the worse was yet to come.
ven as I drifted into unconsciousness, one thought haunted me.
Something was coming.
And I wasn't sure I was ready for it.
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Ella Navarro had one plan: become a mother on her own terms. No partner, no complications, no one to let her down. After years of heartbreak and a betrayal she never saw coming, she walked into a fertility clinic alone and chose the cleanest, most controlled version of a fresh start possible.
She got Dominic Sinclair's DNA instead.
Cold, powerful, and campaigning to become Alpha King of the North American wolf packs, Dominic is the last man on earth Ella would have chosen. He is also, apparently, the father of her unborn child. When the clinic's devastating mix-up comes to light, two people from completely different worlds are forced into each other's lives with nothing in common except the baby growing between them.
Ella expects a legal battle. She gets something far more complicated.
Because Dominic can't stop watching her like she's something he wasn't prepared for. And Ella can't stop noticing that behind all that money and control is a man still bleeding from a wound he never talks about.
She didn't come here to fall for anyone.
But some things, it turns out, were never hers to control.
"A dark, slow-burn werewolf romance about the wreckage we build lives from."

8.5
She lost everything in one night-the screams of her coven, the blood of her brother, the betrayal of someone they trusted. Ten years later, Seraphina Nightborne lives hidden among common vampires, pretending to be weak while silently preparing for revenge. But at a royal gathering, fate plays the cruelest trick of all. Her fated blood-bond mate walks in, Damien Valcourt. Future Vampire King. The man tied to the night her family died. The one who believes she's long dead. Her heart screams to reject him. Her vampire spirit refuses to bow, but Damien has waited years for his destined queen-and he will burn kingdoms before letting her disappear again. Forced into his world, torn between rage and the irresistible pull of destiny, Seraphina is determined to uncover the truth... even if it destroys her. What happens when the girl he mourned becomes the queen who hates him? What happens when Seraphina learns the true traitor is someone she still trusts? And when darkness returns... will she choose revenge? Or the vampire fate chained her heart to?

7.9
After her twin brother's unexplained death at Alpha Academy, Alexandria Hyde takes his place and his name to uncover the truth. Now living as "Alex," she's thrown into a world of hot, testosterone-fueled Alphas who fight to the brink of death... and she has to survive it while hiding who she really is.
But staying hidden isn't easy–
Not when the Alphas start noticing her.
Not when the truth she's chasing might destroy her first.
And definitely not when they start fighting for her instead.

7.2
I stared at the ceiling tiles of the sterile clinic, counting water stains to keep from screaming. The IVF transfer was complete, but the nurse didn’t call me a mother—she called the life inside me an "asset" for Caldwell Holdings.
When I walked into my husband Alexander’s office to demand a divorce, he didn't even look up from his desk. He just laughed, shredded my legal papers, and told me I was nothing more than a high-end broodmare for his inheritance.
The nightmare only deepened from there. To keep me in line, Alexander fabricated evidence of an affair to destroy my reputation. When I tried to run, he revealed he controlled the facility where my sister was on life support, threatening to pull the plug if I didn't submit.
"One phone call, and her ventilator stops," he whispered.
Even my own parents turned against me, demanding I apologize to Alexander’s mistress just to secure their next business merger. I was a prisoner in my own life, trapped between a husband who wanted to own me and a family that had already sold me. I couldn't understand why everyone was so obsessed with this pregnancy until I saw the fear in Alexander's eyes when his uncle, the powerful Harrison Sterling, started showing up at my door.
I finally hacked into the clinic’s high-security database and found the truth. There had been a catastrophic lab breach the day of my procedure. The donor wasn't some anonymous third party.
I wasn't carrying my husband's child. I was carrying his uncle's heir.
As Alexander sent a hitman to stage a fatal "accident" on the Manhattan Bridge, I realized the war had just begun. This time, I wasn't just fighting for my life—I was holding the nuclear leverage that would burn the Caldwell empire to the ground.

8.7
Heidi gripped the sterile hospital bedsheets as violent contractions ripped her body apart.
The heavy door opened, but it wasn't the doctor. It was Brigette, wearing the exact custom wedding dress Heidi had spent six months designing for herself.
Brigette held up her phone on speaker. When the doctor warned that a natural delivery would kill the mother, Christian Page's voice echoed through the room, ice-cold and devoid of any warmth.
"Prioritize the Page heirs. Let her die."
The man she loved had just signed her death warrant over the phone.
Brigette stole her newborn twins, dragged her to an abandoned warehouse, and poured gasoline over her bare legs.
Flicking a lit cigar into the puddle, Brigette left Heidi tied to an iron pillar to burn alive.
But as the flames formed a deadly circle around her, Heidi's body convulsed with a terrifying truth.
In the heart of the blazing inferno, she miraculously gave birth to two more babies she didn't know she was carrying.
Using her own back as a human shield against the falling embers, she survived the fire, but the ultimate betrayal burned deeper than her ruined skin.
Four years later, Heidi returned to New York with a reconstructed face, two brilliant children, and a terrifying new identity as the world's top underground surgeon.
When Christian, entirely unaware of who she was, signed a waiver begging her to save his dying grandfather's life, Heidi looked into his desperate eyes with absolute, clinical boredom.
"The game starts now," she said coldly.

8.4
Running from her father's rejection, Isabella arrives in London determined to start over, only to walk straight into temptation and danger. Her obsessive ex is waiting at the airport. And the stranger from her one reckless, unforgettable night in New York is now her new billionaire boss.
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"Hello, Isabella." Mateo Rossi's voice is low, smooth, and dangerously familiar, sending heat curling through her before she can stop it.
She freezes. He leans back, eyes dark and unreadable, lingering on her just a little too long.
"I never knew Nathan had a daughter like you," he says softly. "All grown up." Relief floods her.
He doesn't recognize her. Not the girl from that night. Not the one who lost control in his arms. Or he does, and he is choosing to pretend. Because Mateo watches her like she belongs to him. He tests her, corners her, pushes her past every limit she thought she had. Doors close.
Tempers snap. Boundaries blur. And Isabella realizes something far more dangerous than her past catching up to her. London was never her escape. It is his world. And this time, Mateo Rossi has no intention of letting her walk away.