Romans & histoires Books In The Lunar Chronicles Series

The moonlight was coming in through the window and making the room lighter. For some reason in that moment her mind went to Quinn. He’d always called her “his moon” because of her eyes. He’d once told her he’d never met another person with grey/silver eyes like hers. He told her they reminded him of the moon the way they shone. He also said that that’s what she was to him.. the Moon… because she was his light in the dark. Her mind came back to the present. Whatever was blocking the light from outside was coming into focus. She followed it up .. higher and higher until she reached the top of the object.

“I… don’t know. She was always so private about her stuff. Even when I asked to borrow her notes, she would rather send them than give me access to her screen.” Lily sighed. “Nothing at all? Maybe a hint? A nickname, a favorite number? A pet's name?” “She didn’t have pets. But…” Cassidy bit her lip. “She was weirdly obsessed with that old book series… you know, the one about the warrior wolves? Moonshade Pack Chronicles, I think?” Lily perked up. “Yeah! She used to talk about it all the time.” “Sorry I can’t help more.” “No—it’s okay,” Lily said, her smile fading. “Thanks for trying.”

The crickets were like a lullaby, but sleep wasn’t coming. My mind was on Vincent’s secret. He didn’t have his phone for me to go through it. My laptop was at home, so I couldn’t do anything with the flash drive that was still in my bra. My brain was in a battle with itself. The Moon Goddess told me to always have faith in my mate. She didn’t say not to have faith in my brother, just trust my mate above all. Surely he wouldn’t have done something behind my back?

Some days are better, and some days, we don't even have the motivation to write or look at our manuscript. There are still some names without an ending, but we will hear them as the series progresses. Next up is Alpha Draco and his substitute Luna Book Title: THE SUBSTITUTE LUNA) which will be a separate book. See you in July for his book! Make sure to follow my socials for any updates!

The deeper they went, the colder the air became. Dust floated through the narrow beams of light. Rows of towering shelves appeared in the darkness below—filled with scrolls older than kingdoms. Secrets forgotten by the world. If answers about the mysterious moon existed… They would be hidden here. Lyra walked between the towering shelves slowly. Her mark pulsed again. And somewhere deep in the library… something shifted in the shadows. Unseen. Watching. Waiting. The Thirteenth Moon had risen. And its story had only just begun. 🌙

Improvising, I grabbed a few items that Piercy decorated his room with. Thankfully, Brittany given me a laptop with the binder. Her system confused me. Making my own spreadsheet, I laid out a solid month at a time. Starting with the bills, I wrote down the date they were due and how much. Then I moved to the next thing. One by one, I organized the entire month on just the basic of what this pack required. “What are you doing?” Piercy was standing behind me, looking at the spreadsheet. “Um…” I was confused. “… trying to learn how to be a luna? Isn’t that what I was supposed to do?”

Three months to save the world. Three months of knowing her mother was screaming in agony every second. Tamara closed her eyes and felt the mate bond pulling her home. To Kai. To the pack. To the fight that was coming. Smith would be there first. Gathering his followers. Twelve wolves, Elena had said in that brief moment of prophecy. Twelve who would choose shadow over light. The moon crack grew a little wider. Somewhere between worlds, Selenius(Moon King) was stirring. And in seven hidden places across the earth, Elena Gray screamed and held the barriers closed with nothing but a mother's love and endless pain.

Neah asks. "Concentrated Lycan life force. Solidified over millennia. It forms in places where Lycan blood was spilled in great quantities. During battles. Rituals. Deaths." Aldara reaches out but doesn't touch it. "This much lunar stone represents hundreds of Lycan lives." The room goes quiet. I move to the shelves. Carefully unwrap one of the cloth bundles. Inside is a book. Hand-bound. Pages made from something that isn't quite paper. The text is in the same ancient script as the door.