From Ashes To Luna Novels & Stories

The road north is not a road, it is a story that Brennor told once about First Luna, about a girl who held many Kings because she was built to, because she was loved to, and crown got scared and made Second Law that says Kings belong to crown. We leave Ashen again on Day 21, because white cloth letters do not let you sleep well even when you have two hundred and ninety-eight wolves plus twelve pups plus two Miras who stay with Mara and Lena and root cellar and honey cakes, because crown says Ashen burns if Luna does not come.

Continue being herself. And if that made her enemies, so be it. She was Luna Nightshade, bridge child, daughter of Aria and Dante, student at the academy, girlfriend to Asher, friend to many. She was all of those things at once. Complex, contradictory, impossible to reduce to a single role. And no amount of threats would change that.

Ashwood forces, having decisively contributed to Ephraim's defeat, begin systematically securing the area, gathering prisoners, treating wounded regardless of which side they originally fought for. Luna finally allows herself to feel the full weight of exhaustion, pain, and grief threatening to overwhelm her composed exterior. She's killed a man today—her own uncle, however monstrous his choices had become. She's watched someone nearly die protecting the man she loves. She's fought harder than she's ever fought, sacrificed more than she thought herself capable of sacrificing, and somehow, impossibly, survived to witness this battle's terrible, necessary conclusion. "It's over," she says, tho

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

"I'm sorry I have to do that to you. I was told that you could kill. Is that it? Or that pretentious adopted brother of mine was just weak. Anyway, thank you for killing that bastard for me." Gradually, her eyelids became heavier. Also, her breathing became ragged as well. "I don't want to fight with Ares, but I need to get my inheritance back. By the way, you are beautiful." That was the last thing she remembered before she fainted. **** Luna sighed violently before opening her eyes again. She was deceived. She tried to move again, but every muscle she moved only caused her severe pain. "Wow! My guest is awake! No longer wonder why my son is obsessed with you! You are such a gorgeous bitch!

Blood sputtered from his nose onto the debris beneath. Finish your enemy off completely. I suddenly remembered his Uncle Gordon’s voice echoing in his subconscious. Grunting, I raised his my to land another blow on the wolf’s head. Finish him off completely. “Finish him off, Leighton,” the Alpha’s voice interrupted, replacing Uncle Gordon's. Raising my hand to look at the alpha, I brought it down with even more force than I had the first time, only this time, it struck the ground merely inches from Troy’s face.

she spread her arms wide to indicate the house, “and your prince charming, and your happy-ever-after, the rest of us can go to hell for all you care, isn’t that right?” Shocked to hear the words coming out of Ashley’s mouth, Luna took a step towards her. “Ash-” Ashley took a step back from her, effectively stopping Luna’s movement and cutting off whatever she had been about to say. “Save it,” Ashley said bitterly. To Luna’s dismay, her eyes filled with tears. “I don’t want to hear it.” And with one last fulminating glare aimed at Luna, Ashley turned to walk towards the door. Realizing she was going back out into the pouring rain with just her simple clothes and still dripping wet, Luna start

It didn’t matter in the face of death. My head jerked to the right, founding the blade glistening. Looking at him, my hand reached for the blade. One second, two seconds, three seconds… “When you wake up in the other world, you’ll be thanking me, Winter.” And I struck the blade to his face, eliciting a roar from him. Bang~ The door to my doom opened, and so many people dragged me like I was nothing. Their eyes scrutinized me as if I was a skilled killer. A scream echoed throughout the path. Gone was the respect in their eyes. What I am now is just a fallen Luna.

Wyatt retorted. The five of us walked around the gardens until they were done. It was time for the reception, music was blaring, there was a beautiful cake with wolves on it, and an open bar. I hated to admit everything tonight was elegant, the planners did a great job. We were on the dance floor dancing to "Don't cha" by the pussycat dolls, I couldn't help but notice Priscilla trying her hardest to get Wyatt's attention, but he was sitting down looking stoic as ever. I run over and grab Wyatt and pull him on the dance floor in front of Priscilla, I laughed as she shot me a death glare and he looked lost. Next there was a slow song a much older song when I'm with you by sheriff, Wyatt did as

Their mother saw the bond between us—how I adored her sons, and how they adored me. None of us had met our fated mates. But we vowed to stand together, no matter what. We chose each other. They chose me. When Damian and Lucian became Alphas, we completed the bond, and I became their Luna. We promised to reject our fated mates if they ever came. We swore it. But when Rosalina arrived, radiant and golden, chosen by the Moon herself, they didn’t hesitate. They never rejected her. How could I ever compare to that?