Eighth Born Luna Novels & Stories

They were all bearing the mark of the Luna. Hyacinth Luminar, the young girl with a rare power that comes from the bloodline of the Luna Luminar, a legendary Luna from the eighteenth century. From the moment she was born, the Moon Goddess already bestows her the sun, and the moon collided, and with the two enemies align, the light came shining on the newborn pup. Well, at least that’s how I remembered about Hyacinth's popular story.

“Why don’t you bring her to the festival, Uncle?” Julian asked as she watched her uncle look devastated. It had been a month since the two proclaimed Luna had given birth. “Festival?” “It’s happening in the city later this night,” Julian jumped off the stairs and looked at Adhler. She sighed at him, “You look like you need the break too, I will watch over your son for you two,” “You just wanted him for yourself, don’t make me laugh, Julian,” the princess rolled her eyes.

"After leaving NorthWulf, I'm just an average woman." Marma shook her head. He moved from his position and sat in front of Rula. "Luna was born based on a prophecy that has been believed for countless years," Marma explained. Her words were similar to those of Rondolf and Xabar. Marma added. "Even though NorthWulf has a new Luna, the real Luna is you." "Especially since you've given birth to an Alpha." Marma completed the sentence. "Melisam is an Alpha."

I reply. When I was done explaining everything to them, they were still surprised. Xaver finally decides to say something, “I have a theory, and I am sure that it must have already crossed Luna’s mind. Luna is the child of the prophecy, blessed by the moon goddess. She is different from the rest of the supernatural creatures. Now, she became a tribrid, a mix of Lycan, siren, and vampire. It should not be surprising that she is able to overcome the rules set in place for peaceful living. I can bet that she can do what the other creatures cannot do. When she was describing that feeling of peace and calm that came over her, I remembered something. One day when I was praying to the moon goddess,

It seemed like a concept straight out of a supernatural tale, but the seriousness in Luna's voice assured me that this was no mere fiction. Freda's eyes widened with concern, and she asked, "Luna, how do you know they are being controlled? Have you encountered them yourself?" Luna nodded, her eyes distant as if recalling a disturbing memory. "Yes, I have faced one of them myself. Their eyes...they were devoid of life, consumed by an unnatural darkness. Their movements were erratic, as if they were mere vessels for a malevolent force." A shudder passed through me, and I struggled to process the gravity of the situation. "Do you think...do you think Ethan is behind this?" I asked, my voice fil

Watching guard beside Twyla, Sierra takes a stance; daring any predator to come for her and her baby. This is her first full moon since she got pregnant, ran away from Pasteria to Astrina a small quiet town far west of the six surrounding towns to hide from her powerful family, her pack and give birth to Twyla. She wasn’t looking forward to this night at all, some might say she dreaded it because of all that change her body had to endure during the transition.

And our 24hours plan outruled the vampire king's which took about two decades. “Garou has been restored” Beta Kai said and we all cheered. ‘The ones who lost their lives to the battle will never be forgotten’ I said through the pack link. “We still have school to attend guys” Miss Amarok told. “Wait… I have a question guys. What was Luna's transformation all about?” Beta Kai asked. “Luna Luna is a direct descendant of the Moon goddess, she has all the power of the Moon goddess, which includes extra speed, senses, strength and bite transformation, with divine healing powers. That's why she is the perfect mate for our King” Gamma answered.

“Flynn was born on the 1st of August. It is surprising how you look exactly like him” Luna Rolana took tiny steps towards me while Alpha Harlan stepped back. Her eyes narrowed on me, staring at me indecisively before she pulled me into a hug. “The moon goddess surely has a solution for every problem…” She pulled away and cupped my face. “You will save us and everyone in this pack” A faint smile crossed her face. I was still confused.

It was the uniform of the lowest kitchen scrub. The laughter this time was open, ravenous. Luna’s fingers trembled as she took the rough fabric. The dread was a solid thing now, a stone in her throat. This was her eighteenth birthday. The day her mate bond was supposed to awaken, if the Moon Goddess was kind. The Goddess, it seemed, had a vicious sense of humor.

The pack's heartbeat resonated through the night, unaware of the storm brewing within its core. Arriving at the doctor's office, I listened intently to the muffled conversation inside. "Congratulations alpha, your mistress is pregnant," the doctor advised, his voice a whisper carried by the wind. I could do nothing but watch as my heart plummeted at the news of Lyra's pregnancy. *** The pain was relentless, an unbearable ache that gripped me. Tears streamed down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. Memories of the day I married Lucian resurfaced—the disapproving glances, the whispers that an omega like me should never be Luna . Should never be queen, I was unfit to take that position.