Anime Northern Lights Novels & Stories

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

“You either learn from it, or you let it drown you. So maybe just… try not being a dickhead again.” I barked a short laugh. “Is that your great wisdom for tonight?” “Take it or leave it.” A flash of light pulsed at the edge of the corridor—soft, sudden, and unmistakably magical. The Northern Lights. Lira turned her face toward the glow. The light caught the golden undertones in her caramel skin, painting her in starlight and shadows. She looked like a warrior born from the dusk. Her grip on my hand tightened slightly. “Let’s go.”

The information I had was explosive, and within moments, it was lighting up the inboxes of every major media outlet and influencer in Cascade City–including Nash, Rebecca, and Calvin's personal emails. Meanwhile, Rebecca was walking into her house, obliviously smiling with a shiny new necklace around her neck. Nash was waiting for her, his expression dark as a storm cloud. "Dad, you're back early today..." She noticed the dangerous glint in his eyes, and her smile stiffened. Trying to keep the mood light, she sat down next to him and tried to be playful. "Daddy, what's wrong? You look upset. Is something going on with the company..." She did not get to finish her sentence.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

"It is with great joy that I call upon you all this evening. The Moon Goddess has worked in your favors this time." The girls, confused, begin whispering amongst themselves, wondering what the hell he means. Linda's eyes sparkles with questions as she moves closer to her father's side. Alpha Storm places an arm around her shoulder, then continues. "As you all know, I went to the North for a while a few weeks ago..." Everyone stops talking, holding their breaths. I wrap an edge of my gown over my wound, biting my bottom lip at the searing pain. "The new Northern Alpha is yet to find his mate. The Redwood Pack has never been lucky in producing a Luna for the North, but perhaps..." He looks dow

As I wondered who had set them off, a message from Amy popped up. "Carla, aren't they beautiful? Johnny set off all those fireworks for me. If you know what those fireworks mean, you'd better step aside and give up your title as Luna." I smiled. "You can keep Johnny, but the Luna title stays with me." Right after I sent that, Johnny connected with me through our mind-link, his roar giving me a headache. "Carla! What are you doing?! Amy's been crying ever since she texted you! Do you still want to remain as Luna? If you can't do the work, I'll find someone else who can!"

My wings glowed in the setting sun. Isabell rose above the trees. A dark cloud carried her towards me. Her hands came at me with clawed fingers. Lighting shot from her hands. I dipped and dived as I tried to avoid it, but failed. The lightning struck me in the shoulder. I went tumbling down. Runes spun about in my mind. It was the way Kira thought, with pictures. Lanie was way more straight-forward, but the two parts of me worked together until it felt like instinct. I lifted my hands to my sides and pressed pink light out of them. My descent slowed until I soared upward as I remade my pink wings. The lighting through my shoulder ached. I laced it with pink light, tying to stich the tissue y

Elias asked Xander over me. My head snapped up. "Ashes?" "Yes. Vampires burst into flames when they're killed." Elias shrugged. "So, the sunlight doesn't affect them?" Obviously, I had more to learn about our supernatural world than I had originally thought. "Yes, but Lance's wife, Leila, created a sunlight serum. So, now they can go into sunlight without bursting into flames," Xander replied as if this were the most normal conversation ever. "Why do they burst into flames in sunlight in the first place?" I asked.

Harper chuckled and said, “It has been many years, yet you still remember my name. Have you been thinking about me because you want to sleep with me?” Xerach sighed. With a smile, he asked, “You’re still the same.” Then, four beams of light shout out. They turned into two men and two women. They were wearing armor. Once they appeared, they attacked Harper simultaneously. As the four terrifying Bohnwer Lights struck, four rotating cyclones formed around Harper. They were menacing. “I just want to be nice. Why is it so difficult? Let me deal with you then.” Then, Harper reached out and a vast Anonymous Gas spread.

With a cry, she hurls the energy out—not at Arwan—but toward the undead Lycan. The creature jerks. Its massive head turns toward her. Claws twitch. Its hollow eyes pulse faintly, no longer green but… white. Pale. Alert. Arwan’s voice cracks. “What are you doing?” Lumina’s eyes open all the way. They glow. White. Pure. Blinding. Her hair begins to lift around her shoulders, the strands glowing at the ends. Her skin hums with light, no longer blue or violet—but white-hot. Something ancient wakes up inside her, and she doesn’t fight it.