Is The Apollo Murders Based On A True Story?

I was the one who broke Kane Blackwood's heart. He was the Alpha heir, my boyfriend since we were kids, and I pushed him so hard that I drove him all the way to the Northern Stronghold. He stayed there for seven years. Now he was back. He had a new woman with him, and they were going to hold their bonding ceremony here, in our pack. That same week, the pack witch told me I had three months left to live. When my mother wheeled me outside to see him, Kane's mouth curled into that cruel, mocking smile I remembered too well. His dark eyes swept over me from head to toe, taking in the wheelchair, the thinness of my arms, the paleness of my face. "Well, well," he said, his voice low and sharp. "Seven years and you look like hell. Can't even walk anymore?" I tugged my sleeve down, hiding the scars—the silver tracings left by years of failed treatments. I kept my voice steady. "I fell. Broke something. It's nothing." He let out a short, cold laugh. "Right. Anyway, my bonding ceremony's coming up. You should be Vivra's maid of honor." I smiled back at him. I had gotten good at smiling through pain over the years. "Sorry, but I'm leaving soon. Somewhere far away." Then I patted my mother's hand. She didn't say a word, just gripped the handles of the chair and pushed me back toward the house. I didn't look behind me.

“Take off the lenses,” the Alpha King growls, his voice a low vibration that rattles my bones. “Let them see the monster you’ve hidden. Thalia Thorne was born an abomination. In a world where your eyes dictate your destiny—Gold for the rulers, Blue for the servants—Thalia’s void-black eyes marked her as a Cancer: a curse to be erased at birth. For two decades, she played the part of a ghost. She hid in the human cities, survived on silence, and kept her secret behind a pair of gold contacts. But one night of reckless rebellion ends in a bloodbath, leaving two men dead and Thalia in silver chains. Now, she’s been dragged back to the Great North to face Alpha King Rael(A true Gemini, born with golden eyes). She is accused of murdering the King’s brother and practicing forbidden witchcraft. The penalty is death of found guilty, but Rael has a different torture in mind. Especially since he’s a cursed Alpha with no mate for centuries now and he’s been going into rut. But Thalia doesn’t break. Instead, she ignites. As a fated bond snaps into place between the hunter and his prey, a dark prophecy begins to awaken. With the eyes of the kingdom on her and the King’s hands around her throat, Thalia must decide: Will she continue to hide the darkness in her blood, or will she show them why Cancers are the most feared sign of all? First one has to figure out why the throne was built on a lie. And why Thalia Thorne is the gospel truth that will burn it down.

I was Apollo’s most devoted follower, the lover he handpicked from a sea of worshippers. With me, he’d always shed his divine arrogance. He was so tender, so attentive. I actually thought he loved me to the bone. Until seven days before our Consort Ceremony, when I used my gift of prophecy to peek into our future together. I expected to see a lifetime of blinding love. Instead, I saw him violently tangled in the sheets with my adopted sister, Cassandra. Wrapped around him, Cassandra giggled. "You're so good to me, my Lord. Thanks to you, I'll finally get my sister's Sight and take her place as High Priestess." And Apollo—my god, my lover—smiled down at her with pure adoration. "Whatever makes you happy, little bird. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have played pretend for this long, let alone allow her to become a god's consort." In that split second, my heart turned to ash. My faith shattered into a million pieces. With seven days left until the ceremony, I didn't confront them. Instead, I fell to my knees before the altar of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. "I offer you my gift of prophecy. I will be your most loyal follower in exchange for your sanctuary." "Please. Take me away from here. Take me somewhere Apollo can never find me."

In a city full of crime and secrets, Detective Evelyn Cross is given a dangerous case—brutal murders that only happen on full moon nights. As she investigates, she makes a shocking discovery: werewolves are real, and someone is using them to kill. Her search leads her to Damian Voss, a rich and powerful businessman who secretly runs the city’s criminal underworld. The werewolves work for him, but when a new and even deadlier threat appears, Damian gives Evelyn a choice—work with him, or watch the city fall apart. Now, Evelyn must decide if she can trust the man she was trying to take down. As they race against time, the line between right and wrong begins to blur. And with the next full moon coming, she realizes something even more dangerous—Damian isn’t just controlling the werewolves. He might be one himself.

Best of friends dying one by one...maybe one of them is the culprit? Changing bodies, surviving high school, and brewing drama—staples in the lives of six friends in just another, normal, adolescent-fuming high school in the countryside, but all is shattered when they start dying one by one. A campy rendition of a classic whodunnit, The Midnight Club Murders offers fast-paced storytelling with plot acrobatics, melodramatic conversations, and suspenseful hills to absolutely DIE on, just waiting for you.

17-year-old Violet's life has been nothing out of the ordinary. That all changes the night a group of men break into her house, killing her parents, all in the name of some person called “The Alpha.” Now, Violet finds herself trapped in a web of lies, secrets, and werewolves. It's impossible to know who she can trust, but Violet must decide before she loses her heart and her life.