Blade Of The Moon Princess Novels & Stories

- I don't think you'll be forced to sleep with him. - This is not the answer I was expecting... - It is the only one I can give you... So, do you accept...? If she accepted? It was risky. It was the first time she was asked to play such a... real. It's not a matter of a few hours but of 3 months... 3 months in the skin of a princess... And if she was caught? She looked at the young woman in front of her and the resemblance between them was so striking... And 3 million... That was the amount of money she needed to have the life she wanted...

"I am ready, Arcturus. Let us face whatever challenges come our way, and may the power of the moon guide us to victory." Arcturus nodded, his eyes gleaming with approval. "Then let us go to battle, Princess. For the moon is full, and our time is now." I felt a surge of confidence and power. We led our pack into battle, the moon shining brightly above us. As we clashed with Rocco's followers, I could feel the moon's energy coursing through me. I raised my hands, and a beam of silver light shot out, striking our enemies with precision and force. Arcturus fought alongside me, his teeth and claws gleaming in the moonlight.

“We need to get everyone to the inner sanctum. If they reach the temple heart—” “They won’t,” Krishna said, standing tall. “Because I’ll burn every last cursed root that touches my land.” She raised her hand. A blade of moonlight bloomed from her palm, glowing with ancient power. “I may not be Luna anymore,” Krishna said, her voice low but carved from steel. She stepped forward, the moonblade in her hand pulsing with ancient fury. The cursed wind howled against the crumbling barrier behind her. “But Brunschière is my home now.”

The face is familiar… But it’s not my face. It’s the face of Nora Moonblood, Luna of the Moonblood pack. Her beauty is ethereal, with high cheekbones, piercing silver eyes, and cascading silver hair that shimmers in the light. My hands tremble as I touch my reflection, the cool glass grounding me in a reality I can’t comprehend. The memories of my death flood back—Cain’s betrayal, Claire’s cruelty, the loss of my pup. My knees buckle, but I catch myself on the edge of the mirror. The pups' voices call out behind me, their worry evident, but I can’t turn around.

The infinity blade did something to my gift. “I will, however, kill my true father and take his pack and be a Luna as I was always meant to.” She drove the infinity blade into her mother’s heart. Pale pink light pulsed into the blade. “I will live my own life bitch.” The Queen gasped, grabbing at Laura’s arm. Not a speck of emotion presented on Laura’s face as she watched her mother drained of her life force. “Don’t kill your father. Laura, please.” I pulled myself toward my father, wanting to see if he was alive. Laura paid me no attention. I reached him, pulling him into my lap. He was barely breathing, but breathing. That was something.

I looked down at my hands, at the raw, unhealed cuts across my palms. I didn't have a blade, and I didn't have a pack of warriors at my back. But as the wind whipped my hair across my face and the golden torque grew colder against my skin, I knew that the true power of a Silver-Moon Luna didn't belong to an army. It belonged to the blood. And I was finally ready to pour it out.

Silas POV “Elara of Moonstone, Sovereign Queen and War-Healer Princess… do you accept the mantle of High Luna of the United Packs, co-ruler of Silverfang Crescent, and rightful sovereign over half these ancestral territories by blood, sacrifice, and the will of both nations?”

A lot of people don’t know, so how? Leona moves closer to me with a nasty smile on her lips. Her long polished red nails travel through my chest, “You don’t need to hide your expression, Alpha Blade. I know you are not aware that Nova is a princess. I know you don’t know that Alpha Arthur and Nova are in the Blue Moon Pack right now. I know you don’t know that I know a lot. But I do know. So much that you or anyone else can ever imagine.”

A silver dagger lay inside with a golden encrusted hilt that had various carvings including scripts in Latin. I took the dagger in hand. The MoonBlade was the Goddess’s personal weapon. Wielded from the essence of the night and the power of the moon, this dagger could destroy an army of wolves in a second. Asphalt had told me that the Goddess had gifted him the dagger and that was why I had it with me from the beginning. There were only two MoonBlades in the world and the other one was with the Moon Goddess herself. Irrespective of having this weapon, I could not use it whenever I wanted. The weapon had a mind of its own and it would be effective only when it chooses to.

After Silver Moon sent Wildflower away, she immediately swung her sword on her left side that reached Pierce’s face while also cutting her aimed needle into half. Afterwards, it was Blade’s turn to suffer. Her hands that were aiming to stab Silver Moon severely were broken as Luna immediately caught and broke them using her pure physical strength after kicking Wildflower and Pierce’s asses. The woman, Blade, screamed in terror upon seeing her now broken wrist. Afterwards, the pain came rushing in that made Blade whimpered in pain while her tears wouldn’t stop from falling. This disastrous scenario settled every prejudice the members have and made the banquet a lot more peaceful before Luna l