Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Cursed Luna's Return : Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

When the Moon RemembersLight enveloped Aria completely.Not comforting.Not soft.Not gentle.It was blinding—like stepping into the heart of the moon itself. Her breathing halted as the environment whirled around her, dissolving into silver streaks, shadows, and unfamiliar memories that tingled beneath her skin. She reached out blindly, feeling Rowan’s hold slipping—Then it vanished.The ruins.The frigid air.Rowan’s hand.Everything disappeared.A new realm began to form around her.---Aria opened her eyes to a clearing she had never encountered but somehow recognized.Moonlight coated everything—trees, grass, the surface of a serene river flowing on her right. Fireflies floated like descending stars. The air carried the scent of lavender and freshly turned earth.Yet none of it eased the racing in her heart.Because at the center of the clearing stood a woman.Her back was towards Aria, but she identified her immediately.Even before she saw the long dark hair.Even before she

The Memory That Should Have Remained ConcealedAria had no recollection of falling.What she recalled was light—dazzling, silver, searing through every fiber of her being. Then came darkness. Following that, a sharp, frigid tug, as if someone had reached into her chest and pulled her through the very fabric of time.When her eyes finally opened, she found herself no longer amidst the ruins.She was not even in her own era.She stood in a forest that was both familiar and unfamiliar—lush, vibrant, resonating with an ancient magic she had never experienced before. Moonlight filtered through the branches in gentle ribbons, and the breeze carried a scent she recognized.Lavender.Warm honey.Safety.Her heart constricted painfully.Mother.She turned—slowly, with trepidation and hope—like a child awakening from a nightmare, yearning for the world to make sense once more.There she was.A woman with hair reminiscent of sunlight on snow. A woman possessing Aria’s eyes, Aria’s jawline, Aria’

THE INSTANT THE WORLD FROZEThe world did not shatter in the manner Aria had anticipated.There was no searing agony. No violent tug. Merely an abrupt stillness—so profound it felt as though her breath had been confined within her chest.The instant she entered Selene’s radiance, everything surrounding her disintegrated. The ruins, the moonlight, Rowan’s voice calling her name… all of it dissipated like vapor. The ground vanished beneath her feet. For a fleeting moment, Aria experienced a sensation of weightlessness—both falling and floating simultaneously.Then the world reassembled.Yet it was not her world.Aria found herself in the middle of a vast hall illuminated by a gentle silver light. The atmosphere vibrated with energy, alive with the murmurs of magic. Ancient runes sparkled across the marble floor, shifting like reflections in water. Above her, a domed ceiling adorned with the phases of the moon appeared to pulse softly, as if it were breathing.Aria swallowed with difficu

The Moment the Moon Selected HerThe world jolted back into alignment with a violent shock.Aria stumbled forward, gasping as if the very air had been torn from her lungs. Her knees struck the cold stone. Rowan’s voice was faint behind her—calling her name, swearing, demanding explanations—but she couldn’t hear him over the ringing in her ears.Light continued to pulse beneath her skin.Selene’s vision had pulled her into the past… and now, it expelled her like a wave crashing onto the shore.Her mother’s scream still reverberated in her mind.Her mother’s blood.Her mother’s betrayal.The face of the one who dealt the final blow—Aria compelled herself to stand, her hands shaking. Rowan reached her first, gripping her shoulders firmly enough to steady her yet gently enough to allow her to pull away if she wished.“Aria,” he exhaled, searching her eyes. “What did she reveal to you?”Aria swallowed hard.A name formed on her tongue.But she was not prepared to voice it. Not yet. The tr

The Bond That Refused to BreakThe world jolted back into focus with a violent shock.Aria stumbled as the vision faded, her breath escaping her lungs as if she had sprinted for miles through a tempest. The ruins reemerged—shattered walls, partially collapsed arches, and cold air heavy with ancient secrets.Yet, she was no longer the same.Not anymore.Before she could steady herself, her knees struck the stone floor. Her hands shook uncontrollably, her heart racing under the burden of all she had just witnessed—her mother’s visage, the ritual, the treachery, the blood… the traitor.Rowan was at her side in less than a heartbeat.“Aria—Aria, focus on me.” His hands cradled her face, his voice low and rough with urgency. “What did she reveal to you? What transpired?”Aria attempted to respond.No words emerged.Her throat felt as if it were bound by chains.Selene stood a few paces away, observing with an expression that conveyed both sorrow…and anticipation. She had anticipated that t