In a world where secretive werewolf packs rule from the shadows, Kael, Alpha of the Ruby Empire, is bound by duty to marry the daughter of a rival pack. But his heart, and his wolf have always belonged to Darius, the forbidden prince of the Golden Moon. As politics, prophecy, and ancient traditions collide, desire ignites in stolen moments and dangerous temptations. With the old wizard Serene lurking in the shadows and secrets that could topple kingdoms, Kael and Darius must navigate a world where love is a sin, loyalty is tested, and every choice could be their last.

Lyrana Delmare was unlike anyone else at Lunarcrest Academy, a prestigious school where the elite of every supernatural lineage, royal wolves, cunning cats, mysterious vampires, enchanting sirens, and more, learned to master their powers and uphold their legacies. But Lyrana was different. The only water-wielder in a school built for fire, fang, and claws, she stood out like a drop of rain on a sunbaked desert.Because she was different, she was a target. From whispered insults to cruel pranks, the students made sure she felt the sting of isolation every day. She tried to keep her head down, to blend into the background,but that was impossible when the very essence of her being betrayed her: her shimmering, aquatic aura that pulsed faintly with the rhythm of her emotions.The bullying escalated until he appeared.Kael Draven, the Alpha of the Oracle Moon Territory, a massive, unchallengeable werewolf territory, was as feared as he was revered. Broad-shouldered, imposing, with eyes sharp enough to cut through stone, Kael had been raised to command respect, and to dominate. When he saw Lyrana being cornered by a pack of sneering vampires, he intervened, but not to save her. No, Kael had a different idea. He stood towering behind her tormentors, and with a single growl, he sent shivers down their spines."Pathetic," he rumbled, and the bullies scattered. Then he turned to Lyrana, a cruel smirk playing at the edge of his lips. "Maybe now you’ll know who’s really in charge."From that day, Kael began targeting Lyrana in ways that confused her more than frightened her. A misplaced note in her locker, a book slammed onto her desk, sometimes helping her in class in front of the bullies, sometimes humiliating her for the same act. Lyrana had no idea whether he wanted her to succeed, or to fail spectacularly.Yet beneath the intimidation, Kael couldn’t help but notice her. Her resilience. Her quiet grace. Even in the face of cruelty, she carried herself with dignity.Then came the day that shattered his carefully guarded indifference.Kael was riding along the outskirts of the human world, a shortcut home from the Oracle Moon Territory, when he spotted a small figure hunched over a roadside stand. Lyrana . Her long, dark hair glimmering in the sunlight, her delicate hands arranging fruits with care. Beside her, a frail old woman moved slowly, her white hair falling like water over her shoulders. Kael’s heart skipped a beat.Lyrana's grandmother, blind, soft-spoken, and utterly dependent on her granddaughter, smiled at a passing customer. Lyrana’s laugh, light and musical, reached him even from the road. Kael felt something unfamiliar, something that made the tension in his chest twist. He stopped."Hey," he said casually as he approached, hiding the way his pulse raced. "How much for these?"Lyrana froze. She recognized him instantly, the wolf whose smirk haunted her nightmares, the one who made school unbearable. "It’s…It’s not for sale," she said softly, her eyes wary.Kael leaned against the stall, pretending to inspect the fruits. "You’re lying," he said, but there was no cruelty in his tone. "I can see it’s not about money."Lyrana blinked, confused. "It’s… my grandmother. She needs the income. We barely have enough."Kael’s smirk softened, and something in him shifted, a realization he wasn’t prepared for. Every time he tried to torment her, every plan he had made to break her spirit, had somehow… failed. Instead, he found himself drawn to her. Drawn to her courage, her warmth, the gentle strength that even he couldn’t shake.Before he knew it, he was patronizing her stall regularly, claiming he wanted the “freshest fruits in the city,” but really, it was an excuse to see her. Lyrana, wary and defensive, tried to resist his attention, but she couldn’t deny the small, protective gestures that no one else in the school dared offer.Kael’s duality became a game: the Alpha at school, the tormentor; the man by the roadside, kind and attentive, vulnerable in a way no one had ever seen him. And as he spent more time with Lyrana, he realized a truth that terrified him: he had fallen in love with her.The forbidden aspect of their relationship only made it more dangerous. Royals were not meant to fall for water-bearers. Werewolves did not mix with creatures from outside their hierarchy. And yet, the pull between them was undeniable. Every glance, every accidental touch, every fleeting moment made the distance between enemies and lovers vanish, just a little more each day.But love in Lunarcrest Academy was never simple. Secrets, jealous rivals, and a past that neither Kael nor Lyrana could fully escape threatened to tear them apart before they even began. And as Kael fought the part of himself trained to dominate and control, Lyrana had to learn whether trust could exist where fear once ruled.Because in a world built on bloodlines, power, and legacy, love was the most dangerous power of all.

Ava's life is turned upside down when her father arranges for her to marry a stranger, Alex, in a bid to secure their family's future. However, things take a dramatic turn when Ava discovers that Alex is the same man who almost ran her over and yelled at her earlier. Despite their rocky start, they pretend to be friends in front of their fathers, but Ava is unsure what to make of Alex's true intentions. As they navigate their complicated situation, Ava must confront her own feelings and decide whether to follow her heart or her duty.

Sofia Rossi had once lived in a world full of colour and light. She had a best friend who knew her better than anyone. But all of that changed one fateful morning on the way to school. The accident stole her sight and her best friend's life, leaving Sofia in a world of darkness she never asked for. It wasn't just her eyes that suffered. The world around her seemed to shift, forcing her into a life where she was either pitied or dismissed. She was now the “infamous” daughter of the Rossi family. Her parents tried their best to include her, making sure she never felt lesser. But the world wasn't always kind. Especially her peers. Sofia rarely attended parties, but when her mother convinced her to go, she caved. A few hours of pretending she wasn't the talk of the room wouldn't kill her, right? Except it did. The moment she stepped in, the whispers started. She could feel the eyes on her, the judgment, the curiosity, and then came the cruelty. A few minutes outside, some group of girls decided she was the perfect entertainment for the night, which quickly escalated to physical abuse. And that's when he stepped in. Zain Ricci didn't do heroics. But when he saw Sofia being assaulted, a fire ignited burst through his veins. He didn't know her, only heard her cry of pleas. One moment, he stood by his car. The next, she was cradled up in his arms. She hated feeling weak, and she hated sympathy. Hated being seen as fragile. But Zain? He didn't treat her like she was breakable. And for the first time in years, Sofia felt something other than fear. A new emotion. Zain should have walked away that night. But he didn't. Days had turned turned into weeks, and he found himself drawn to her in ways he couldn't explain. She was stubborn, shy, and frustratingly closed off, but that only made him more intrigued and interested. Sofia, on the other hand, did not want to see him She had spent years building walls and closing off, refusing to let anyone close enough to hurt her again. And yet, Zain kept showing up everywhere she went. She pretended it annoyed her. But deep down, she knew the truth. She was terrified. Not of him. But of the way he made her feel. Eventually, the Ricci magic worked. Zain had a way of making her laugh when she didn’t want to, of making her seen, nor as the blind Rossi daughter, but as Sofia. And before she knew it, they were dating. He surprised her and took her to places she never thought she'd experience again. Showered her with flowers daily, each becoming larger. For the first time in a while, Sofia felt…happy. But then, she found out the truth. The signs had been there all along. The way people spoke about him in hushed tones. The fear. The way he always seemed to know things beyond ordinary man should. But Sofia had ignored it. Until the truth slapped her in the face. Zain wasn't just a charming, mysterious man who had walked into her life. He was The Zain Ricci, heir to one of the most powerful Mafia families in the city. And she had fallen for him. Hard. The fallout was immediate. She felt betrayed, lied to, used. The man who made her feel safe was the same man who lived in a world of blood and violence. He lives off the fear of people and craves destruction. Zain tried to explain, tried to make her understand that he was still the same man she fell in love with, but Sofia didn't see past the darkness of his world. So she left. And this time, he let her go But love wasn't that simple. Malcolm had been waiting for an opportunity like this. He had always hated Zain and had always wanted his downfall. And now he had the perfect leverage. Sofia. She had no idea she was being watched. The abduction was swift, brutal ,and merciless. One moment, she was at the park, and next, a cloth was pressed over her mouth. When she woke up, she was in hell. Bound and bruised . Trapped in the grasp of a man who only wanted one thing, Zain's suffering. Malcolm didn’t care about Sofia. To him, she was nothing but a pawn in his game. A way to bring Zain to his knees. The torture was slow, calculated, and cruel. And this was breaking her. She didn't know how much had gone by. Didn't know if she'd ever see the light of day. And then one n,ght, in the midst of her agony, she heard his voice. Zain had found her. And he was out for blood. Zain Ricci had always been feared. But thar night? He became something else entirely. The rescue was clean. It wasn't quick. It was a massacre. By the time he reached her, she was barely conscious. But she was alive. That was all that mattered. But Sofia wasn't the same. Zain couldn't undo what had been done to her, but there was one thing he could do. He found a doctor abroad, a world-renowned specialist who had been working on eye surgeries. He pulled every string, and she underwent the surgery. And when the bandages were removed, when her, the first thing she saw was... Him.