Rewired Soul, Broken Alpha Heart
After months of tearing the continent apart, I finally found her. Covered in mud and blood, raw from the river, I was a monster, a ghost. Across the street, June looked peaceful, utterly unaware.
Then, a man stepped out, shielding her with an umbrella, his arm a casual, possessive claim. My heart stopped.
I unleashed my Alpha aura; June shivered, thinking it a cold snap. Frankie turned, a mocking smile in his eyes. He knew.
Marcus broke ribs restraining my rage as June and Frankie drove away, taking the only light in my miserable world.
The 'Tabula Rasa' spell hadn't just erased her memory; it rewired her soul, making her immune to our mate bond. She saw an ordinary stranger. Her scent gone, preferences changed. Agony shredded my mind; my power useless.
My magic failed, but I had other weapons. "Buy the street. Buy the shop. Buy every property within five miles. Suffocate them with cash," I commanded. Tomorrow, I'd be Bren, a bankrupt man seeking solace, ready to reclaim what was mine.
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Chapter 3
Brendan POV:
The next morning, I stood outside the heavy oak door of the antique shop. I wore the cheap, faded jacket. I had purposely messed up my hair, trying to scrub away any trace of the ruthless predator I used to be.
I stood there for ten full minutes. I just stared through the glass window, my eyes greedily drinking in the sight of June. She was standing behind the counter, carefully dusting a porcelain vase. She looked healthy. She looked calm. She looked perfectly fine without me.
I took a deep breath that rattled in my chest and pushed the door open.
The brass bell above the door chimed. To me, it sounded like an executioner’s bell.
June stopped wiping the vase. She turned around. The morning sunlight hit the side of her face, highlighting her smooth skin. There were no scars on her face.
My lungs stopped working. I shoved my hands deep into my jacket pockets, balling them into tight fists to stop myself from sprinting across the room and pulling her into my arms.
June looked at me. Her lips curved into a flawless, polite, and completely empty professional smile. It was the exact same fake smile she used to give the corrupt politicians she despised.
"Welcome, sir. Feel free to look around. Let me know if you need anything." Her voice was clear, melodic, and completely devoid of any recognition.
My heart felt like it was being crushed in a vice. I forced a bitter, pathetic smile onto my face. I wanted her to show fear. I wanted her to show disgust. Anything was better than this blank politeness.
I cleared my throat. My voice came out raspy. "Hi. My name is Bren. I just moved to town."
June nodded slightly and went back to dusting the vase. "It's a quiet town. Good for fresh starts. Are you interested in any particular era?" She didn't care who I was.
I looked around the shop. It was filled with Victorian silverware and old pocket watches. Her taste hadn't changed at all.
I walked up to the counter, locking my eyes onto hers. "I... I went through some terrible things. I went bankrupt. I just need something to distract myself." I fed her the lie, shamelessly using pity to force my way in.
June stopped dusting. A flicker of genuine human sympathy crossed her eyes. The spell hadn't erased her kind heart.
I caught that look, and a twisted, sick sense of joy bloomed in my chest. If playing the victim got her attention, I would gladly crawl on the floor.
"The wind is harsh today. If you don't mind, have a cup of hot tea to warm up, Mr. Bren," June said, pointing to the steaming teapot behind the counter.
My eyes lit up like a starving dog being offered a bone. I nodded eagerly. "Thank you. Thank you so much."
June turned her back to pour the tea. My eyes traced the line of her spine, my wolf locking onto his mate.
I inhaled deeply, waiting for the familiar, crisp scent of cedarwood tea. It was the only tea I used to drink. She used to brew it for me every single day to cure my stress headaches. I was so sure she would keep that habit.
June turned back around and handed me a plain white ceramic cup.
I reached for it instantly. I intentionally let my fingertips brush against her fingernails as I took the cup.
Nothing. No spark. No static shock of the mate bond. June pulled her hand back naturally, completely unaffected.
I swallowed the massive lump of disappointment in my throat and looked down at the cup. I took a large gulp, desperate to find comfort in the taste.
The scalding liquid burned its way down my throat. It wasn't the clean, sharp taste of cedarwood. It was cheap, bitter, generic black tea.
I froze. I stared blankly at the dark red liquid in the cup. My existence had been completely scrubbed from her life. Not even my tea remained.
"Is something wrong? Not to your taste?" June tilted her head, asking out of basic courtesy.
My eyes burned. I gripped the cup tightly. "No... it's just, I thought it would be cedarwood flavored." I couldn't stop myself from testing the waters.
June let out a light laugh and shook her head. "I hate cedarwood. It's too pungent. I only ever drink this plain black tea."
Her words were a physical blade stabbing straight into my chest. My hand began to shake violently. She didn't just forget. The spell had rewired her to actively reject everything associated with me.
The hot tea almost spilled over the rim. I jerked my head back and downed the rest of the scalding liquid in one brutal swallow, letting the physical burn distract me from the tearing in my soul.
I slammed the empty cup down. My voice was a hoarse whisper.
"It doesn't matter. The tea is good. As long as it's from you, I'll drink it."
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8.3
When Eli is forced to enroll at Blackwood Academy, he thinks it is just another remote boarding school. But on his first night, he realizes the terrifying truth.
This school is a prison.
Trapped in endless, deadly time loops, students are forced to complete cruel, supernatural trials. Ghosts, cursed hallways, hidden rules, and unspeakable creatures hunt them after dark. The only way to stay alive is to solve mysteries, earn credits, and obey the academy's twisted commands.
No one remembers how they arrived.
No one has ever graduated.
No one leaves alive.
Eli must team up with other desperate students to uncover the academy's century-old secret. If they fail, they will be trapped in the nightmare forever.
At Blackwood Academy, survival is the only exam.
8.0
Scarlett Hayes thought marrying James Whitmore would finally make her family see her as more than a burden.
Instead, it destroyed her life.
Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night.
Then came the cruelest blow of all.
After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died.
The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars.
They were wrong.
Five years later, Scarlett returns.
No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind.
Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble.
She comes back for one reason only: revenge.
Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole.
But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything-
the child she mourned for years may not be dead.
And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along.
9.7
Elara Voss was rejected by her Alpha on the night of the Blood Moon - cast aside as a nobody with no wolf, no rank, and no future. She ran. But fate had other plans.
In the human world, she collides with Damien Crest - cold, ruthless billionaire by day, the last living Shadowking by night. He offers her a contract marriage. She has nowhere else to go.
But ancient markings are awakening on her skin. A god is whispering her name. And Kael, the fearsome Werewolf High King, has declared across all supernatural realms that she is his fated mate.
Two kings. Two worlds. One woman who was never supposed to matter.
They all rejected her once. Now they'll burn their empires down to claim her.
8.0
After divorcing my cheating husband, I thought I had found my savior in his powerful business partner, Cole.
For three years, he pampered me like a queen, building a perfect, golden cage of devotion.
But on the day I happily discovered I was pregnant, I overheard him talking to my ex-husband's mistress.
"Elinor is just a convenient tool. If she gets pregnant, I'll fake a paternity test and annul the marriage so she leaves with nothing."
My entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie to secure his position and protect the woman he truly cared about.
Before I could quietly escape, Cole orchestrated a brutal attack.
I was dragged into a dark alley, beaten until my ribs fractured, and my unborn child was violently ripped away from me.
As I lay bleeding out in the freezing rain, my heart shattered into dust.
I didn't understand how the man who kissed me every morning could coldly order his thugs to beat me to death just to appease his real lover.
They left me there to rot, thinking they had finally erased the naive fool who got in their way.
Three years later, the world still believes Elinor Marsh died in a tragic car accident.
But when Cole and his elite circle attend a high-profile Interpol reception, they don't expect the new Chief Liaison Officer to step onto the stage.
I am Helena Fu now, and I have returned to burn their empire to the ground.
9.6
Antoinette stood on the manicured church lawn, the blinding summer sun stabbing her eyes. The funeral service for her parents had just ended.
A hand wrapped around her trembling shoulder, carrying the sharp, cloying scent of Fabian Cash's cologne. It was the exact same cologne her fiancé wore the night he locked her in a burning house to die in her previous life.
Now, wearing a mask of sorrowful devotion, Fabian tried to drag her to his car to control her parents' massive life insurance payout.
When she shoved him away in pure nausea, his mother Eleanor immediately shrieked to the crowd, deploying her usual guilt trip.
"She's lost her mind! The girl has completely snapped!"
The townspeople whispered and pointed fingers, watching Fabian play the victim as he tightened his bruising grip on her wrist, claiming she was hysterical and needed to be locked away.
Antoinette stared at the mother and son who had conspired to steal her family's estate and end her life. The rage inside her felt like battery acid pumping through her veins.
They didn't care if she lived or died; they only cared about the money. How could she let them strip her of everything again?
She didn't hesitate. She swung with every bit of strength she possessed, slapping Fabian across the face in front of the entire town.
"The engagement is over," she announced coldly.
Then, she turned her back on her greedy ex-fiancé and walked straight toward the terrifyingly powerful billionaire Hiram Graves, ready to let the world burn.
8.1
Red Moon
8.1
Blood Moon – Story Description
Blood Moon is a dark, thrilling tale of forbidden attraction, supernatural rivalry, and the fine line between predator and prey. Set in the seemingly ordinary Silver Hollow College, the story unfolds in a world where vampires and werewolves secretly coexist alongside humans, each hiding their true powers while battling their own instincts, rival clans, and the pressures of legacy. In this shadowed world, every glance can hide a threat, every conversation can carry hidden meaning, and every full moon can unleash the beast within.
At the heart of the story are Catrine Nella, a powerful young vampire, and Edwardo Zee, a disciplined yet conflicted werewolf. Catrine is sharp, cunning, and deadly, raised under the constant pressure of her ambitious step-sister who insists she feed on human blood to grow stronger. Catrine's natural talents in both magic and combat make her a force to be reckoned with, yet she struggles with morality, identity, and her own desire for control. Edwardo, on the other hand, is torn between his instincts as a wolf and the manipulations of his ruthless step-brother, who demands that he become a killer to claim alpha status. Edwardo wants to be a true alpha, not through bloodshed, but by protecting others and leading with honor-an ambition that sets him apart from his family and makes him both a target and a misfit among his kind.
The story begins with a violent, electrifying encounter between Catrine and Edwardo in the forest during the full moon. Both are drawn by their own impulses-Catrine performing a vampire ritual, Edwardo struggling to control the wolf within-and the resulting clash is fierce, brutal, and unforgettable. This first meeting ignites a dangerous rivalry, with each recognizing the other's extraordinary abilities while also sensing something forbidden and magnetic between them. Though enemies by instinct and heritage, the connection they forge amidst conflict sets the stage for a tension-filled enemies-to-lovers narrative that drives the series forward.
As the story unfolds, Silver Hollow College becomes a battlefield not just of physical strength but of intellect, cunning, and emotional power. Catrine and Edwardo test one another constantly-through subtle glances in class, tense encounters in crowded hallways, and increasingly dangerous confrontations in the forest. Each battle pushes them further, revealing vulnerabilities and strengths, and slowly transforms their relationship from animosity into fascination, grudging respect, and eventually, desire. Amidst this, both characters are confronted with the pressures of their families. Catrine's step-sister threatens her with weakness if she does not feed on human blood, while Edwardo's step-brother pressures him toward ruthless dominance, creating a constant tension that challenges their morality and tests the limits of their powers.
At its core, Blood Moon is a story about choice and identity. It explores the struggle between instinct and conscience, power and restraint, hatred and attraction. It examines what it means to be strong-not just physically, but emotionally and morally-in a world where strength often comes at the cost of humanity. Through fast-paced action, supernatural intrigue, and the slow-burning, dangerous pull between Catrine and Edwardo, the story blends romance, suspense, and fantasy into a gripping narrative. It is a saga of blood and moonlight, of predators and secrets, of rivalry and passion, and of two young supernatural beings whose lives are forever intertwined by fate, desire, and the power of the Blood Moon.