Eighth Born Luna Novels & Stories

I could destroy, conquer, make Luna vanish entirely. The Obsidian Sons weren’t tools, they were extensions of my will. Soon, everything will now to me. I exhaled slowly, savoring the electricity of possibility, the raw potential of unbroken power. “Then let’s make our first move,” I whispered, not to the AI, not to Thorne, but to myself. As their awakened leader, there would be no turning back. "Luna, originally named Dahlia, recently turned Isla McRae, in Scotland. Can you help me find her son?" I asked, my voice steady, commanding.

Only a select few, like Jace, knew the truth. Hundreds of years ago, the Luna of the first shifter King and his Luna gave birth to twins. Two white wolves, a prince and a princess. The prince went on to inherit the throne, while the princess was said to have died in a rogue wolf attack sometime after her brother's ascension.

She never expected her actions would be discovered. Her mind raced, trying to find some excuse, some way to deflect blame, but the documentation was too complete. She had used Stormfang Pack's resources to make deals with rogue wolves, specifically to have them help eliminate heir little Ethan. Her plan had been simple: as long as Ethan died and she became pregnant, she could successfully replace Roxanne and become Stormfang Pack's Luna, enjoying wealth and honor for life. "Impossible," Damien whispered, his voice cracking. "This is absolutely impossible. Little Ethan is clearly still alive."

“Your parents raised you well, child. Damien is fortunate to have found such a treasure.” My parents. The irony was so bitter I almost laughed. “You’re too kind,” I murmured, bowing my head modestly. “If there’s ever anything you need, anything at all, please don’t hesitate to ask. A Luna’s duty is to serve her people.” The three elders exchanged meaningful looks. Elder Morrison leaned forward slightly. “Your offer is most generous, Luna. We may indeed call upon your kindness someday.” “I would be honored,” I replied, meaning every word. Let them ask for favors. Let them come to me with their problems. When the time came for my reveal, their gratitude would make the betrayal even more devast

--- Luna lifted a hand. Silver light swirled around her fingers. Three thousand years of ancient power. Three thousand years of history. Then she placed her hand gently over Elara's heart. "You are not my daughter by blood." The tension in the room eased instantly. Lucien's expression relaxed slightly. Kael exchanged a glance with Maeve. --- Luna continued. "But you are my daughter in spirit." The silver light brightened. "I was the first Moonborn." The chamber trembled softly. "The first guardian against the darkness."

Three messengers outside east gate howled in dust, lonely howl but learning pack howl. We ate crowning soup from baby Tree leaves, cure soup that calms early awakening for hundred girls, not just war soup, Luna soup. Jo, ten, stood on bench and said, "Luna Gwen real arms again, Luna crown again, after divorce became Luna again, after eighteen years as stars became Luna again, after seven days as lights inside Lady Josie became Luna again." Mira said, "And baby Tree three feet tall grows from Luna's old blood that council said cursed and buried, now makes soup for hundred girls."

Blackwell leaned forward. "Your daughter has already recognised her." Luna looked straight into the camera. "Mum," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I know who she is." Sharon ran over to the screen. "Luna, listen to me! Don't touch anything and don't let them trick you into thinking-" "She's not Aurora," Luna said. "She's not Elena." The girl behind her smiled. Luna started to cry. "She's the baby you buried before you were even born."

I nodded yes, but she raised an eyebrow so I asked. “Can you repeat it grandmother?” “Mother Earth will send her spirit to be born again in her bloodline. The bloodline of Gaya. This baby, this girl, this woman, will be Luna. She will be born with the spirit of the Earth Goddess and her elemental abilities.” She paused and waited for me to catch up but there was no need for that. I was caught up. And my heart was pounding as she continued.

His words sounded more like a threat or a last warning before someone is taken down by force or worse, killed. He stepped forward right beside me and I glanced at him. I felt like my eyes actually lit up when I heard him say those words in my defense. I looked back at my disguised mother and saw how her eyes turned hot, burning with extreme rage and embarrassment. All of a sudden, the skin on her face was beginning to fall off. They all gasped as they witnessed a revelation of their luna’s true identity. The one who betrayed her own family, her mate and daughter to marry Norman Braylle and maintain her power as the luna of this pack.

“ Luna’s mother’s name was Zaina. She was in love with Gaan but Gaan did not love her, but his best friend Giané loved her. Giané tried to tell her that she was his mate but she dismissed him. In the end, Gaan married Ziana out of duty and she bore him four girls angering Gaan who wanted a son. He started to treat her cruelly and that was when Giané took the chance and became too kind to her thinking she would warm up to him – and she really did warm up to him but Giané got bitter and jealous when he saw that she reconciled with Gaan and even slept with him. Out of anger he cornered her the next day and raped her unbeknownst to them that she was already a day pregnant with Luna inside her. Z