Novel & Cerita A Luna's Flame Novel Enyo

“Listening to this makes my ears itch. Just because you helped us with your plans regarding Drachentia doesn't mean you can act as you please after becoming Luna." Alpha Zeyd added. "We have created a better defence than Southern Olf, but it could fail if there is interference from those aware of our efforts." “After all, now you're a Northerner, whether you want to or not. So it's ridiculous if you still want to save that fool country. We are not a country that picks up just anyone, Luna Sashal.” “Mind your words, Alpha Irham,” Rohan growls lowly, baring his white canine teeth.

Moving through me instead of from me. I feel it in my hands. My chest. My spine. Everywhere. The river is vast. Endless. When I open my eyes, the forest around me is glowing. Leaves shimmer with soft golden light. Bark pulses. Grass illuminates. Everything within ten feet is bathed in warm, living radiance. I'm not taking energy anymore. I'm giving it. "What is this?" I whisper. Aldara's smile is gentle. Proud. "That is what a Lycan Luna does. You don't drain life to fuel your power. You share your life to strengthen everything around you."

"It's a good day for Liana, we shouldn't ruin it for her. Can't you see how happy she's whenever she's with Kenziel?" "But Klaus is more stronger than Kenziel and he's already an alpha while Kenziel is yet to be one..." The second Lady rambled on. "—if I were in her shoes, I would have chosen Klaus a million times, yeah!" "To Liana, the soon-to-be Luna of Alpha Kenziel, and Dark Knight pack." Afraid that those words might hurt Liana, the blonde one toasts, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Cheers to your new happiness, Liana!"

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

“It spoke of a girl born in shadow, kissed by fire, rejected by her blood, and yet destined to wear the crown of ashes. A queen not born—but forged.” I remembered reading that scroll as a child. I even laughed at it. Thalia, though… she used to cling to it like a lullaby. One day I caught her mother telling her the story and thaila just sat there and listened like it meant the world to her. “You think that prophecy is about her?” seraphina scoffed. “It could mean anyone.” The Priestess ignored her and continued. “She Is The Flame That Shall Not Die.” “She was burned,” the Priestess whispered. “But the flames chose her. It swallowed her body and gave her back her purpose. Her blood carries th

Pain burns everywhere. But none of that matters. Luna stares at me like she’s seeing a nightmare wearing human skin. Her lips part. Her pupils shrink. Her breath stutters in her chest. “W-What… are you?” she whispers. I wipe the blood from my jaw. “You’re safe.” “That’s not what I asked!” Her voice breaks—half fear, half fury. She backs away. I step forward. “No,” she whispers, hands trembling. “Stay where you are.”

Smoke hung in the air, and the room fell into a breathtaking silence. Luna floated, her body bruised and battered. Just as the flame had begun, the smoke moved into her nostrils and began to come out in a rhythm. The amber light surrounded her, moving around like fireflies; it flew above her and stung her in the forehead. Luna's scream echoed around the room; the light passed through her, and from every part it took, scarlet light emitted from it.

After a while, he said, "That's not a bad idea. I can arrange it for you if that's what you want." I bit my lip. "Really?" "Yeah." Enzo raised an eyebrow. "Even though I think I can protect you well enough, I'll still respect any thoughts you have. As long as it's something you want that's in my power, I'll give you anything." He was also so generous with his sweet words, and I sometimes couldn't stand it as my heart would beat wildly in my chest when he did so. This was the first time I've appeared in a pack-related matter as Enzo's Luna in the Cold Moon Pack. Although I'd prepared myself, I still panicked when I saw those people making their way to the execution platform in tattered prison

The wounds of the past pursued her like the shadow of a monster. And finally—darkness. Enola’s body collapsed, her hand cut by the broken vase, blood dripping onto the mahogany floor. ** Luna opened the door to bring herbal tea—and froze, her face pale. “Madam!? MADAM!” She ran to Enola, who was lying unconscious. Blood dripped from Enola’s hands onto the floor. “Oh my God...” Luna grabbed her cell phone and called Damian immediately. Tut... tut... “Damian Cassel—“

" The doctor's voice sounded far away like she was talking to me from a different room as I stared at the paper in her hand without being able to understand what it said. Failed? Again? I did not even remember how many times I had heard that word before but it kept happening for seven long years repeating itself until it did not even feel like a warning. Just something that always happened. I had been married to Lucas Dan, the leader of the Nightfall Pack for seven years and I still had not given him a baby. A Luna who cannot have a baby is often looked down on, perhaps seen as a curse too. In the pack, a Luna's worth was tied to the strength of the bloodline she carried, and whispers had al