Cinder Lunar Chronicles Fan Art Novels & Stories

"It has. But Luka? Things will be okay. I don't know how I know that, but I feel it somehow that everything it going to turn out just as it was meant to. Luka got up from the side of Lilly’s bed and walked over to her desk, as he had noticed a lot of paperwork sitting upside on her desk. Her desk never looked like that so the state it was unusual. He turned the first one over it was a detailed image of a Moon Rose. Another was of three wolves with what looked like coloured auras one green to the left with amber eyes, middle one was red with amber eyes and the last was blue with green eyes to the right. There was another with two shadowy figures as if you were looking at them in first person.

Her vision washed over with white as the Heartstone merged with the temple’s magic. Heat gathered in her spine, surging upward, fracturing through her ribs. She inhaled sharply, gripping the radiant floor. The symbol below her glowed one final time and then— It melded into her flesh. Rowan stood still. “Luna… your hand…” Silver patterns spread across her palm like liquid ink—twisting lines, ancient glyphs, a crescent moon at the center. The same design that was etched into the floor just moments before. Kai blinked. “Is that… a tattoo or a curse?”

Celeste’s: a skateboard made of frozen blood, twin tails streaming like comet fire. Caption: Because power without love is just another cage. Seras’s: a cheerleader pyramid built from burning bodies. Caption: Because rage is warmer than grief. Lucian’s: a dragon curled protectively around a tiny flame. Caption: Because some things are worth burning for. Jax’s: a wolf pack running under a sky full of falling stars. Caption: Because family isn’t blood; it’s who shows up. Li’s: a laptop screen cracked open to reveal an entire universe inside.

And now, they would be here, trusting her, even in part, to help protect their members. The first group emerged from the tree line: the Moonwater Pack, led by Jayden and his Luna Penny. Jayden’s golden-brown fur glimmered in the sunlight, and his stance was confident but not arrogant. Penny followed closely, attentive and composed, her gaze sweeping the grounds as if assessing every detail. Lyra stepped outside to greet them, hands clasped nervously in front of her. She felt Cinder’s warmth pulsing beneath her skin, steady and encouraging, reminding her to breathe.

CHAPTER 7: MOONBRAND GLOWED The air in the councilor’s office was too cold, like the walls were holding their breath. Alpha Rael stood behind the wide wooden desk, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on the old moon crest that is carved into the floor. The candlelight flickered. The door creaked open, and Councilor Matthias stepped in, his robe dragging behind him. “Alpha,” he said, his voice uneasy. “Something happened last night. The Moonbrand bronze... it glowed.”

It grounded me more than I liked to admit. We were only two days out from the Luna Ceremony, and Crescent Moon was wound tight as a drawn bowstring. Banners fluttered along the main paths, their colors snapping in the winter air. The ceremonial circle had been cleared and re-cleared, the ground smoothed, the wards layered so thick I could feel them humming beneath my skin whenever I passed too close.

The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver. His fingers traced invisible patterns along my bare arm, slow and deliberate, as though he never wanted the moment to end. “Stay with me,” he murmured, his voice low and warm. “You don’t need anything else, Aria. Not your pack, not the throne. Just me.” I smiled, tilting my head to look at him. Damon had a way of speaking that made everything sound certain like the future was already written, and all I had to do was step into it.

"Way less scared than before. Less alone too. It's like you're always with me now somehow." That confirmed what I was already thinking. We were connected now. Bonded together in some weird way. "Can I take another look at your marks?" She rolled up both her sleeves without asking any questions. The blue lines were definitely shaped like moon phases. New moon. Waxing crescent. Full moon. Waning crescent. All arranged in perfect circles. I rolled up my sleeves too so she could see. Luna's mouth fell open. "Yours look exactly like mine!"

while standing to take a view at the nursery again, staring at the empty cribs which Fabian had built for them himself, l felt his hands were better made for battle than wood. My eyes moved to the mural. Luna, the moon goddess, holding two children, one with silver eyes, the other red. I didn’t paint it. No one in this house did.

Zevara's POV The columbarium was so silent. No one was in sight because the Alpha had asked that the place was kept reserved for our visitation. And now, with flowers in Talon and Alpha Magnus' hands, we stood in front of the niche that belonged to the late Luna. A stunning picture of her sitting on her throne chair, looking all powerful like she was still breathing. A small plate name that screamed her name, “Luna Cassandra Creed of the Moon Eclipse Pack. Year 1975-2000.”