Cinder Lunar Chronicles Fan Art Novels & Stories

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.

Lugh starts to chuckle which makes everyone whip their heads to him. “You still don’t get it do you Willow? How important you are. How blessed you are by both Selene and Hecate?” Lugh pulls his necklace out from under his shirt to show his celtic trinity knot pendant. “Three rings, fire, water and earth.” He looks at me holding my gaze. I nod at him in remembrance. “Fire, Ashley McCoy represented fire. You now control the fire pack. Water, Alpha Brett Waterbow represents water.” “Yes but I’m not going to challenge him for his pack.” I cut in.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

MADDOX I laid there and watched my mate sleep. I dared not move in case I woke her. I'm surprised it took her as long as it did to break down. I had known it was coming, no one could have gone through what she had the last few days and not have cracked. I was beginning to understand why the Moon Goddess had paired me with her. Her undeniable reliance and strength, outshone my own. She would be the perfect Luna for the White Claw pack, and probably far more than what I deserved in a mate.

“I’m looking forward to studying you very closely, Juniper Sinclair. Lay you out over my lap like a good book. Trace my fingertips all along so I can follow your story.” I pretend I’m not blushing, turning my attention back to the engravings as he steps close. Both of us fall silent, our teasing fading away. Anton stands at my side, both of us studying the panel before us. Which is…very unique. Mostly because…Life isn’t in it very much at all. I cock my head to the side, my eyes moving over the three moons at the top of the panel – references, obviously, to this world and the celestial bodies that are almost always visible in the dark sky.

Luna and Amelia exchanged a look of anticipation before venturing inside, their footsteps echoing through the darkness. The cavern revealed itself to be a labyrinth, its winding paths illuminated by an ethereal blue light. The walls were adorned with murals of celestial creatures and werewolf folklore. Luna traced her finger along the faded images, seeking clues to guide their path. Amelia pointed towards the end of a mural, her eyes widening in realization. "Look, Luna. The Moonstone. It's depicted here." Luna studied the mural, her heart pounding with excitement. "If the Moonstone is represented here, it must be nearby."

I didn’t want her to get into trouble for my sake. One night, I sat on an armchair close to the window, staring into the deep blue sky and smiling at myself. The full moon alone brightened up the sky with twinkling stars saying hello. I lifted my hand to the sky, doodling to form a beautiful shape. I got a favorite star, I called it the crescent moon. I love watching the star. I could tell its position because it always shines the brightest. I was still doodling in the sky when Luna came along.

She tilted her chin upward, her lips meeting mine in a deep, possessive kiss that sealed the promise under the morning sky. The phantom ache of her silver scar was completely dead, replaced by the burning, unyielding strength of the Midnight Eclipse line. The vipers had run out of territory, the contracts were burned to ash, and as the wind rustled through the western fields below us, I knew with absolute certainty that the future of the Crescent Warriors belonged entirely to my Luna.

“That’s the oldest of them all The Chronicle of the Silver Howl. No one has opened it in a long time.” The cover felt warm in Aria’s hands. She glanced at the others before slowly pulling it open. A swirl of silver dust rose from its pages, and the faint whisper of an ancient chant filled the air. The words written inside glowed softly under her touch. As the pages turned on their own, an illustration emerged of an image of a wolf with eyes that mirrored the moon itself. Beneath it, a name glimmered: Lunara, the First Daughter of the Moon. Aria’s breath caught. “That’s the name Selene mentioned.”

As a righteous Luna, I knew she wouldn’t let this matter slide, especially when it's harmful to the werewolf communities. I let her and her friends read it while I waited for Mrs. Molly to finish scrolling through my notes. When she looked at me, there was a bewildered look in her eyes. “You… You created “Moonlight” five years ago?” I shrugged again. I didn’t want her to ask too many questions. With this, it was already enough for people around us to realize what had happened. “This won’t do.” I heard Luna Astraea’s voice. Once again, I turned around to face her to see her and her friends all growing as they read the medical reports.