From Ashes To Luna Novels & Stories

Crying, whining, not doing my duties. Nobody looked impressed as I stood on the stage in front of them, a microphone which I had to bend to speak into in front of me. “Good morning, everyone.” They gave sparse murmurs as responses. Some of them scoffed at me. My eyes found Selena’s in the crowd, but I looked away as fast as I had found her. “I’m Athena, as you may all know. The Luna of Crimson pack.” More scoffs, louder mumbles. Luna? Yeah, right.

"I'm sorry. I can still talk my father out of this, Louise. Please. Just hear me out, hmm? Listen to me, okay? I love you. It's you that I want to marry. It's you that I want to mark. You are my Luna—" "STOP!" Louise shouted. Tears started falling from her eyes. She knew this would happen the moment she saw those dreamy eyes. Those eyes that used to be her light. She knew. She knew that was why Louise drowned herself in darkness. She tried drowning herself to forget him, but he was stubbornly saving her again. Again. Just like that time. "You found your Luna, Dia," Louise wipes her tears and steps back when Dia tries to reach her. "Stop trying to get me back. Stop trying to make me the bad p

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

The light grew brighter and brighter until it engulfed the entire clearing. When the light finally faded, the dark figure was gone, and the altar lay in ruins, its power shattered. The clearing was eerily quiet, the tension dissipating as the last remnants of the darkness vanished. Luna collapsed to her knees, exhausted but victorious. Asher rushed to her side, his eyes filled with concern. "Luna, are you okay?" She nodded weakly, a tired smile on her face. "We did it, Asher. We destroyed the darkness."

“You promised.” The pain in his voice was unbearable, but I forced myself to answer. “I know I did, but I can’t let this pack fall. I can’t let you die. There’s a reason the Moon Goddess brought us together, Asher. I believe this is it. I’m the Luna of GrayCrest, and I will do whatever it takes to protect you, our people, and our pack.” Silence stretched through the bond, heavy and suffocating. Then, barely above a whisper, he said, “Our baby…”

She patted Bradford’s shoulders and headed toward Ashley. “Hello, Ashley. I see you have the glow.” Luna Avery spoke to her Gamma warrior. “It’s a bit different from the after fight glow I’m so used to seeing on you.” “Well there’s not less sweat. Whoo!! Night feels like a million degrees. I just want to get up and eat everything.” Ashley said as she finished selecting her foods. “My dear, that’s not normal. But don’t be afraid. He’s of the Bitten as well. Now so are they.” Luna reached down and placed her extended fingertips gently onto Ashley’s abdomen.

“I dreamed of you. Just like I dreamed of her.” “Who are you?” Her smile faded. And her voice deepened—like something else spoke through her. “I am the Ash Wolf. The third echo. The final Luna.” ⸻ I froze. Because that name… It rang in my blood like a bell that had been waiting to toll for centuries. “The third Luna,” I repeated. “Yes,” she said. “Nyra was the darkness. Selene was the flame. But I… I am what remains when all the gods have died.”

She felt no remorse when she convinced the shaman to poison and betray her best friend Clarice. Her best friend's death sealed her fate as Alpha Bruce's wife and Luna. What is there to regret? After all, in this cruel world, only the brave, the bold and the wicked will stay alive. The weak and dumb will be eaten alive and perish into oblivion. Delighted with her triumph, Luna Aurelia looked at the blue sky above, thanking the Moon Goddess for making her dreams come true. Her scheming heart has no regrets, because she justified her actions by believing in the saying that says, 'The winners take all!'

Ashley’s P.O.V. My breath froze in my chest as the vision blurred into a sharper detail, every second a dagger sinking deep into my heart. Cassidy leaned over Vincenzo, her fingers sliding over the plains of his chest with a sickening familiarity. Her smile was venomous as she whispered. “You may have chosen Ashley. But in reality, I am your Luna, Vin. Only I love you truly.” My stomach churned at her audacity. I wanted to look away but couldn’t, just like that night. The magical screen flickered, showing the repeat telecast of my nightmare.

Nadia POV "Why won't you believe me?!" I said in a frustrated tone, tears flowing down my face. Lucian looked at me with fury in his eyes. "Believe you? You think I'd believe a Luna who's accused of trying to poison my mate and kill our unborn child?" Lucian's voice dripped with anger, his gaze unwavering. "I didn't do it, Lucian. I love you, and I would never harm Lyra or the baby," I pleaded, desperation evident in my voice.