Eighth Born Luna Novels & Stories

"Marcus." "Eleanor says it's normal. After trauma." "Is it helping her?" Luna shrugged. "As long as she knows he's not really there, I guess it's her way of coping." "What about you?" Helena asked. "How are you coping?" Luna thought about it. Three weeks ago, she'd been Luna Reyes, nobody from nowhere. Now she was Luna Chen-Vaughn, daughter of a murdered engineer, half-sister to two women she barely knew, wife to a man facing federal charges, and apparently the only person who could make a mysterious energy device respond.

Her healing light exploded outward, filling the room with green fire that didn't burn. "By the ancestors," Selena breathed. "He's not amplifying my power. He's purifying it. Making it what it was always meant to be." Kai—barely seconds old—turned his ancient eyes to me. And smiled. "The second one's coming," Lyra gasped. "Her name is Luna. She's—" Lyra's back arched. "She's the real one. Kai just prepares the way." "Prepares for what?" But even as I asked, I knew. The twelve emotional conduits. Nova's evolved children. Rose's empathic gift. My phoenix fire. All of it had been leading to this moment.

Gianna felt her breath catch slightly as the weight of his words settled over her. "She doesn't need to become someone's mate to earn the title of Luna," Nolan continued. "She was born a queen already, Gianna. Born a leader, born the very bridge between worlds that so many people spent centuries trying to keep separate through fear and violence. Calling her Luna feels less like naming her, and more like simply acknowledging what she already is." Gianna looked down at her daughter's sleeping face, tears gathering unexpectedly at the corners of her eyes as the full significance of Nolan's words settled fully into her heart.

"Is it always going to be like this now?" "I hope so, baby. But Luna, you need to understand something. There will always be people who fear your power. Always be challenged and in danger." "I know. But Mama, I'm not scared anymore." She looked at me with those silver eyes that had seen too much for her age. "I know who I am now. I'm Luna Nightshade, daughter of Alpha Sera and Adrian Wolfe. I'm Selene's daughter, the eighth generation, born of prophecy. And I'm powerful."

She asked. I didn’t answer. I waited for her to speak next, she probably knows our motive. “Oh c’mon Luna, your mate isn’t here. Besides, do you have one? You’re a vaewolf remember? And as far as I remember, you’re the only vaewolf hybrid ever born in history.” It seemingly strikes, but why do I have a birthmark? “Oh, maybe you’re asking now why you have a birthmark.” I clenched my fist. Is she reading my mind?

I placed my hands on his temples again, and welcomed the vision into mine. I saw a woman, Clay’s mother. She was bitten by a vampire. She did not say a word about it, because had she did so, our father would have hunted that vampire . And then, there was the full moon, two babies. I have seen two babies, one boy and one girl. But Clay’s mother was only carrying a single child. The full moon and two babies and then a powerful voice echoing: ‘Two children of the chosen wolves. Destined to be one. The female Luna will be the most powerful of all wolves, her powers will be unparalleled, her domains will be one. She must be protected or else, her powers will be lost and all wolves will pay the co

“What is it exactly you need help with?” I ask Laney, quirking a brow. She sighs and rests the bowl on her knees before turning her fiery green eyes on me. “What is a Luna?” I’m not truly convinced she doesn’t remember our pasts, but she looks confused enough that I take the bait. “A Luna is a queen among the werewolves.” “And are there, like, a lot of Lunas?” She lowers her gaze to her stew, stirring it aimlessly with her spoon.

[Luna] "Ok, class met Luna. She will join our class starting today. Be good to her, okay?" "Yes, ma'am!" I smiled at the students. "You can introduce yourself, Ms. Luna." I nod. "Hi, I'm Luna Syesha McCleen, 15–I mean 16 years old. Nice to meet you all!" I said. Damn, I almost forgot today is my and Leena’s birthday. This is the first time I haven’t celebrated my birthday with Leena. It totally slips off my mind. Sigh…

She turned to face Lopo, reaching for his arm. "Gabe, this is wonderful! This clothing is appropriate for the Luna's succession ceremony." That bastard Lopo let this slut to become Luna right away! But I would ensure that anything related to them stayed firmly in the past, whether it was the Nightfall Pack or wherever the Luna happened. "Would you look at that? Lupo is good at picking up the trash others don't want." I chuckled and said that slowly. Lupo's smile turned to ice, and I heard Silas laugh behind me as if my remarks had made him laugh.

"What do you mean, Ayla?" "I mean I can't perform the sacred ceremony to pray for and raise Mireya as a Luna." Ayla dared to look into Usher's eyes and finished her statement. "As long as I and the entire pack live, we recognize only Vione Celestia Munest as the Luna of Alpha Usher Thorne." *