All Chapters of ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN: Chapter 261 - Chapter 265

Wind whispered through the forest. For the first time in what felt like centuries, Adrien heard real wind, soft, cool, threaded with the scent of pine and wet soil.He inhaled sharply, the air grounding him, reminding him he was alive. But the comfort lasted only a heartbeat. Because standing at the edge of the clearing was Liora.Barefoot. Silent. Watching him. “Liora…” His voice cracked. “You’re alive.”She tilted her head, eyes glimmering, one silver, one red. “Am I?”He stood slowly, every muscle trembling. “What do you remember?”Her lips curved into something halfway between a smile and a wound. “I remember falling. I remember Mother screaming my name. And I remember her hand pushing me back into the light.”Adrien’s pulse thundered. “She saved you.”“She thought she did,” Liora murmured. She stepped closer, each movement deliberate, almost graceful. The shadows bent around her feet, while moonlight clung to her skin like devotion. “But when she gave you her Dream… she left me h

There was no ground, no sky, only the endless descent. Jason plunged through a corridor of light and shadow, every breath a knife of air that wasn’t air.The void wasn’t empty; it moved, coiling around him like smoke that remembered shapes. Each twist of color formed a memory: Aria laughing beneath the glass trees, Aria dying, Aria whispering don’t look.Every image shattered as he passed through it. You made us, whispered the wind. Now watch what we become.He tried to reach for one of the fragments, her hand, her smile, her voice, but his fingers passed through. When he looked at his hand, it was fading, stretching into a thousand ghost-limbs, each reaching toward a different reflection.Gravity became suggestion; down lost meaning. The fall turned sideways, then inward. He screamed once, and the sound came back as a thousand different tones of his own voice, echoing through every reality he’d touched.Somewhere far below, or above, something hummed. The rhythm felt like a heartbeat

There was no sound. No air. No breath. Then, pain. Searing, electric pain ripped through her chest as Sera’s body convulsed on the ground.Her lungs dragged in fire instead of oxygen. Her eyes snapped open to a sky that burned red. For a heartbeat, she didn’t know where she was.Then memory slammed into her, Dominion’s laughter, Liora’s voice, the collapse of her mindscape. She pushed herself up, trembling, her skin still glowing faintly with the silver light she had summoned within.The glow faded fast, like dying embers. Her world had changed. The Moon Citadel, the heart of her realm, was gone.What remained was ash and ruin. The marble towers that once reached for the heavens now lay broken, twisted, half-swallowed by a spreading black substance that pulsed like living tar.The banners of her crest, the crescent and flamehung tattered, half-burned, their symbols smudged beyond recognition. And the sky… The sky was wrong. The moon was cracked.Not shattered, cracked, as if something