Feral Love Under the Crescent Moon
- Elle | Queen of Smut 💋
- Sep 26
- 1 min read
🐺✨Feral love isn’t gentle—it’s savage. Ready to be bitten?

DEAR SINNERS of the Library of Sin,
Some stories aren’t meant to be read. They’re meant to be survived.
Tessa Hale’s Wolves of Crescent Creek trilogy isn’t your gentle stroll through the woods. It’s claws raking across your soul, a moonlit bite that brands you, and the kind of feral love that doesn’t just whisper—it roars.
From Crescent Kingdom’s first taste of devotion, through the blood-soaked ache of Eclipsed Empire, to the consuming fire of Rising Reign—Wren and her five wolves don’t simply love. They devour.
And I, your Queen of Smut, have written them the eulogy they deserve. A full-blown feral sermon of lust, grief, devotion, and ruin.
But that unholy love letter? That’s for my sinners who dare dive deeper. 🔥
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