From Ashes To Their Luna Novels & Stories

I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere. The mark on the back of my shoulder reminds me of the cruel joke life, destiny and the Black Eclipse pack has done to me. Kevin Jameson had really fucked me up. My feet walked faster until I broke into a run. Running as far away as I could from the cold blooded woman named Cena and the omegas in the room with her. Creating a distance until their voices become faint, until I could no longer hear anything other than the sound of my raging heartbeat. The sun started to feel like fire on my skin which did not help the headaches subside.

I dropped down to my knees, wailing. “Luna…!” I screamed out. I woke up. I was lying down on her grave. It was sunset already. I looked at her name which was boldly written on the block on her grave, I teared up. “Where are you, Luna? Where did you go? Why did you leave me?” I cried, placing my head on the grave. “Please, come back, I can’t survive without you. I beg you to return, please,” I wept.

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 said bowing her head Ashe walked out the door. Walking to the garage, he once again was shocked by what he saw. Cars of different colors and sizes filled the garage. He had thought he would just drive out in the car he drove in last night, but seeing what he had seen, he quickly changed his mind. He walked around the garage, trying to pick the one he would drive. His eyes finally landed on a red car that was really close to the ground. It looked really sleek. According to Jake's memories, it was a Lamborghini Urus in the color Rosso Mars. Rodriguez went around it, admiring its beauty before telling the garage worker standing there to get him the keys as he threw the other ones to him. Im

We shall rise from the ashes and construct a future where darkness can never triumph. A chorus of firm voices rang across the gathering, reinforcing their dedication to the cause. They formed a circle, each member laying a hand on the shoulder of the person next to them, forming a link of strength and solidarity. Luna closed her eyes, feeling her packmates' vitality rush through her. Their united will gave her heart a fresh feeling of purpose and optimism. She felt they could conquer any challenge with their help. Luna opened her eyes as the sun began to paint the sky in orange and pink colors. The early morning light flooded over her packmates' exhausted features, giving a ray of optimism t

Knowing what would become of her. “Kihara! Oh fuck.” Asher’s moment of distraction cost him, the blade merciless as it slashed his arm. His blood slipped out undeterred as the wolf bane burned into his blood stream. The men had heard him however, they looked up from where they’d all scattered, at the assuring space where they’d left their Luna, with a sense that she would be safe, only to find it empty, and the Luna gone. They all abandoned their positions as they came to stand by their Alpha. The men swarmed in on them, surrounding them from every angle.

"I could have made something better myself." Calista and Quinn giggled, looking at each other. Asher sent them a glance, but they ignored it. "Don't listen to them, Naida. It looks and smells delicious." Asher tried to reassure her, though it was apparent that he didn't have much conviction in his voice. "Of course, he would defend our precious Luna," Quinn said, rolling her eyes. Naida felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, and her eyes prick as unshed tears burned at the back of her eyes. But she was used to their taunts by now, as painful as they were.

“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.”

Two maids entered with trays of oils, makeup, and shoes. “We’ll help you get ready, Luna.” “I didn’t even get to rest,” Lydia mumbled. The maids chuckled. “Alpha Knox is already downstairs.” She sighed again and let them work. When she finally stepped down the winding staircase into the hall, the ceremony was already underway. Eyes turned toward her. Murmurs followed her like shadows. But then—there he was. Knox. Waiting in front of the Lycan ceremonial basin. He reached for her hand. They stood together under the hanging moonflower vines as the officiator chanted ancient words. They each dropped a few drops of blood into the silver bowl of water, drank from it, and then sealed it with a kis

But for now, survival took precedence. As we began to discuss our next move, a sudden gust of wind swept through the battlefield, carrying with it a faint whisper—Asher’s voice. It sent a chill down my spine as his words echoed in my mind. “The prophecy was never about the packs. It was never about you, or Draven, or the Heart." I froze, my blood running cold as the whispers grew louder, more insistent. "The deity will awaken soon. You’ve only just begun to understand the true stakes. But you’re running out of time, Luna."