Novels by Aumoe Noor

I stood in the darkness, unmoving, for what felt like hours. The dim lighting of the cell and the irregular timing of meals had robbed me of any sense of time.Not that I cared.Luna Ivy was right. She had always been right.I had nothing. No home. No family. No friends. And now, no mate. I was alone in this cruel, unforgiving world long before I even started—and it was all my fault.The knife glinted faintly in the shadows, catching a light I couldn’t find the source of. My eyes lingered on it. Should I? Was there even a reason not to?The shadows in my heart deepened, suffocating every last spark of hope. I had done everything to hold on to what I thought was mine, only to be discarded and humiliated.I shuffled toward the knife, my bare feet scraping against the cold, hard floor. My voice broke the silence as I whispered into the void, “I was so stupid. Stupid to believe in Luna Ivy. Stupid to think Eamon would ever care for me. Was I ever worth anything?”I waited for an answer, h

Hannah The whip cracked against my back, as fire streaked across my skin. I gasped, struggling to keep the scream trapped in my throat. Eamon, my mate, my tormentor -loomed over me, his gaze cold and unforgiving.“Please, Eamon,” I begged, my voice hoarse. “Let me speak to Maya, Is she safe? I need to know!”Hours have blurred into days since I was dragged away and tortured.Eamon had taken it upon himself to dole out my punishment, his aim to find who my accomplices were. At first, I had pleaded and begged in the hope that my mate would see my innocence. He had not.Tired of the repetitive questions I have instead leaned towards asking questions of my own.He sneered as he snapped the whip again. “So, you do care for someone else. Shame you didn't show that compassion before trying to kill Vivian out of jealousy”“I didn't! I’ve told you a thousand times, Eamon. I wasn't trying to hurt you or Vivian! I was only trying to save you! It was—”His laugh was bitter, cruel. “Save me? Fro

I ran, the mocking eyes of the crowd followed me. My feet pounded against the earth as if the rhythm could drown out my humiliation. By the time I reached Selene’s temple, I was breathless and broken. Collapsing onto the cold floor, I curled into myself, ignoring my dirt smeared dress.“Why was I so stupid?” I sobbed into the silence. “Why did I think he’d be different? Why did I confront him in front of everyone?”The memory of Prince Eamon’s rejection replayed in my mind: the cold disdain in his eyes, the way he held her as if I didn’t exist. “Why can’t he look at me like that?” I whispered to the goddess’s statue.Tears streaked my face as I cried out, “Why did you make him my mate, Selene? What have I done to deserve this? No one wants me—why was I even born?”The pain of the rejection clawed at my heart until it dulled into an ache. Hours passed, the temple’s silence mocking me. Then, guilt twisted in my gut—I’d ignored Maya’s calls as I fled. My best friend wasn’t strong, her we

HannahMy heart skipped as realization hit me: Eamon was my mate. My luck had finally changed.I held my breath, waiting for him to notice me—for him to feel the same electric pull I was feeling. It was as if the world slowed down around us. I saw his nose flare slightly, sensing something. His golden eyes flickered, scanning the crowd. He was searching. My pulse quickened as I stood there, frozen, willing him to find me.This was the moment I had been waiting for. Eamon would see me, his mate, and be amazed, just as I was. Everything would finally fall into place.His gaze swept across the people gathered, inching closer and closer. And then—his eyes met mine. A smile began to bloom on my face, but it froze halfway. His gaze slid past me, uninterested and cold, as if I were invisible.My hands dropped limply to my sides as the weight of his indifference crushed me. I glanced around nervously, wondering if anyone else had noticed our brief and one-sided exchange.What was that?He saw

Hannah “Danger alert! The destroyer is walking!”A loud cry echoed through the path, followed by snide laughter that seemed to come from everywhere at once.The crunch of my boots on the gravel wasn't enough to drown out the frantic thud of my heart as I made my way to the center of the pack. A crowd had gathered, busy decorating the hall for tonight's event.With my head held high, I pushed through the throng, ignoring the disapproving stares and whispered insults that grew louder with every step."Should she even be here?" a voice hissed."If she touches anything, it'll be ruined," someone muttered, loud enough for me to hear.I took a steadying breath, shaking off the sharp pang of disappointment. You’re used to this, Hannah. Don’t let them get to you. The comments, whether whispered or brazen, were as much a part of my life as the air I breathed.I squared my shoulders. The Alpha himself had granted me permission to attend never mind the fact that I had to beg Luna Ivy for the op