Cinder Lunar Chronicles Fan Art Novels & Stories

# SINCE JACE AND MACY DIED AND LEFT THE PACK LEADERLESS, RODRICK DECIDED NOT TO MERGE PACKS BUT MADE CAINE THE ALPHA AND ARA THE LUNA OF THE MOONLIGHT PACK. # ARA GOT A TATTOO OF CAINE'S NAME ON THE FIRST SCAR LINE AND HER NAME ON THE SECOND. THE OTHER LINES ARE FOR THEIR FUTURE KIDS...WHO KNOWS? # CAINE AND CINDY FINALLY HAD TIME TO DISCUSS THEIR PAST AND BECAME GREAT COUSINS AGAIN.

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.

It did not explode into flame. Instead, the liquid ignited with a soft and rhythmic violet light. It was the Tempered Flame: a new type of energy that combined the raw heat of the sun with the stabilizing resonance of the Silver Moon. Cinder reached out and touched the glowing liquid, and I watched through the pack link as a wave of profound relief washed over her features. The smoke that had been rising from her copper mane vanished, replaced by a steady and healthy radiance. Her scouts, who had been shimmering with an erratic and wavy grace, suddenly stood with a new and solid weight.

Not ever. Lucy’s eyes gleamed as she laid out the plan. “I’ll slip an ivy extract into Zaphyr’s drink—fast acting. He won’t have more than five minutes before it takes hold. In that time, Thorne and the warriors will ensure no one’s close enough to hear his last screams.” Her voice was cold, precise. The kind of plan only someone who’d danced with danger countless times could devise. As she was talking, an idea hit me just then.

His face held a stern look as he approached the group. "Cousin, no seat for me and my men? I must have missed this years invitation." He growled out a little too calm. Someone came scurrying in with a chair and then scurried back out of the room, I didn't take notice of who it was that delivered the chair, my eyes locked on to this man while I tried to regain my composure. He sat and his cold steely grey eyes met mine. I hadn't even realised I was still standing. "Aren't you a pretty thing, why don't you scurry along and play with the other Lunas? This is men's business" He snarled out whilst raking his eyes up and down my body. "Actually I was just introducing myself. I am Cierra Cardle, fu

“Are as followed. Twenty warriors a week will be brought to Lunar Isle and treated like citizens for the duration of their stay.” Ryker’s smile dripped charm. The kind that had my stomach swirling with butterflies. “We are nothing if not hospitable here on Lunar Isle.” “Mmm,” I continued. “Secondly, I’m going to need a potion for nightmares. I take a dosage nightly to help me sleep. The ingredients can be a pain in the ass to find, but I know you can get your hands on them.” Sterling swiped a strawberry off the table and bit into it. “If not I’m sure Jude can grow them.”

she said, and Lucian blushed. “Thank you ma’am, the king has been kind to me,” he said. Lady Elenor smiled and nodded. “I can see that. I am very relieved that he is nothing like your former employer,” she said and I wondered who Lucian’s employer was. “And by the way, who is your friend?” Lady Elenor asked, gesturing at me. “This is Kane's woman, Miss Avery, the former Luna of the Western Spring Pack.” The woman's eyes lit up with warmth, and she smiled, “Ahh. I've heard a lot about you westerner. But any friend of Kane is a friend of mine.” She extended her hand in greeting.

Her story became a living testament to the power of being true to oneself, inspiring beings across the multiverse to embark on their own journeys of self-discovery and embrace their unique identities. The Luna Chronicles expanded into new dimensions of expression, transcending language and form. It transformed into a multidimensional experience, where beings immersed themselves in the sights, sounds, and emotions of Luna's quest for authenticity. Art installations, interactive holograms, and immersive virtual reality experiences brought Luna's story to life, allowing individuals to explore and connect with her message on a deeply personal level.

My voice trembled. "There were nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done to deserve being hated by the people who were supposed to love me most, I believed every cruel word, I really believed I was nothing." " I took a slow breath. "But you were wrong." I turned slightly, looking at Oliver before smiling through my tears. "The Moon Goddess had already written a different future for me." I looked back at them. "The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith."

TERM: Four years from signing date** DUTIES: Standard Luna responsibilities, household management, social representation, heir production** COMPENSATION: Room, board, clothing, jewelry, monthly allowance** TERMINATION: Contract void upon completion of term or mutual agreement of all parties** It sounded almost reasonable. Too reasonable. "This seems fair," I said suspiciously. "It is fair," Soren assured me. "We're not monsters, Kiera. We want you to be happy here." I flipped through more pages. Some sections were printed in bold black ink, clear and easy to read. But other parts seemed faded, harder to make out. "What's with the different printing?" I asked.