The stars are falling. The forest is watching. And it already knows her name. Desperate to save her dying sister, Sera Vale assumes the identity of a dead soldier and joins the legendary Wild Hunt-a brotherhood sworn to keep the darkness of Starfall Forest from reaching the world beyond. But Starfall is unlike any place she's ever known. The trees whisper. The river calls. Things move where nothing should. And every answer uncovers an older, more dangerous question. As impossible events begin to unravel the Hunt's understanding of the forest, Sera discovers that the greatest threat may not be the creatures lurking in the shadows... It may be the reason Starfall has been waiting for her all along.

Haunted by nightmares and mysterious threats, newly-turned werewolf Clover and Alpha Blake must rely on each other to survive the storm coming their way. Season 2 of Made in Moonlight On September 23, content from chapter 6 onwards will only be available to redeemers. Now's the time to catch up to the story and read it while it's free! Already purchased a chapter? No worries-you won't need to pay for it again. *** With their bond finally sealed, Clover and Blake should be living happily as the Alpha and Luna of their pack, enjoying their new relationship as mates. Except, Clover is being haunted by nightmares of her past, and a harsh winter is approaching fast. Clover knows she's being watched - followed. Richard is still out there, and she knows he's looking for revenge. As Blake combats challenges within their pack and Clover faces the dangers surrounding them, their connection is tested more than ever. Are they strong enough to withstand these new threats? Or will Lunam Silvam finally be taken, and Clover with it? *** I feel his satisfaction turn to something else - pleasure. Want. "That feels good," he growls, his voice low. "Does it?" I whisper. "What about this?" Blake's hand snaps out, grabbing my wrist. He twists, his bright blue eyes drilling into mine. We're sitting beside each other, but somehow, I still feel cornered. He towers over me, desire pooling across our bond-mine, or his, I'm not certain.