Hades' Cursed Luna Novels & Stories

I watched, paralyzed with rage and horror, as he plunged a knife into her flesh, carving words into her skin. Her screams filled the hall, drowning out every other sound, driving a dagger straight into my heart. I wanted to rip Cole limb from limb. I wanted him to feel every ounce of pain he had caused her. When he finally stepped back, blood dripped down Iris's arms and legs. I forced myself to read the words carved into her: Rogue Luna. Tenebrosi Luna. Cole began shouting something to the Moon Goddess—something about power and control—but I couldn’t hear him.

Then his gaze returned to the alpha, “I suppose you have met the girl.” “What girl.” “The cursed one.” Tanner’s brows creased deeply, “Lydia? What does she have to do with this?” “The Alpha blind, shall take her hand, And be doomed to save the shattered land, Fear the Luna, crowned in night, For she will break the Alpha’s might.” The second elder added, “Do you know what it means?” That slight twinge coursed through my veins all over again. The inkling of truth was only an inch away and yet I couldn’t reach it, so I gulped hard and shook my head, “I’m not a sightseer. What does it mean?”

She shuddered as yet another contraction pang overtook her body. The night I was born remains a myth to me, a distant foggy memory I chase but can not truly hold. Although I do not remember it, I hear it in the whispers all around me. “The cursed one,” that is what they call me. According to the tales they recount, that night, my mother had laboured long and hard in that tiny hut. As the only pregnant omega at the time, she feared what a blood moon would mean for us both. Even as her cries filled the room, her body too weak to take any more of the pain that passed through her, she hoped to the moon goddess that the Moon council would not come.

Right now, the whole villa has been busy in preparation for the coronation and I was both excited and scared at the same time as that would be the day Roshan would reveal himself and I'm still unsure of how it would turn out. But I was also excited that that day would mark the end of Alpha Damien and Luna Morgana's reign as I had no doubt of Lucius’ victory. The safe where the crescent jewel is kept would not unlock except the successor of the previous Alpha unlocks it with his blood, so there is no way Alpha Damien would get his hands on them.

I lift my goblet, then put it back down without touching my lips to it. Hall actually goes quiet when Elder Cavan gets up at the other end of the table and calls for their attention. Not politely quiet though-the kind of hold-your-breath quiet where everyone‘s hands hover over whatever they‘re reaching out for, and everyone just stops. Cavan‘s old enough that he can command silence without raising his voice. He just waits for them to be done before he speaks. This evening is to be the night when Alpha Lugh Nightbane proclaims his Luna. That‘s all Cavan said; he sits himself down again.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.

and intense. “Patience, Luther. The goddess does not answer to demands. She requires devotion.”Luther scoffed, his brows pulling together. “Devotion won’t save us if this curse wipes out the rest of our pack. We’re running out of time!”“And rushing her will bring nothing but ruin,” Ezekiel retorted, his voice calm but unyielding. He raised his hands toward the statue. “Luna, sacred mother of the moon, hear our plea. Guide us in this time of darkness.”A chill ran down my spine, and my grip on the rock tightened. The name—Luna—echoed in my mind, stirring something distant, something I couldn’t fully grasp. My lips parted, a silent disbelief stealing over me. Could this be the Luna they’d spok

I'm pregnant and it is possible that our child might inherit my curse. What would he say then? What would he think? Would he accept a cursed wolf for a luna, and another for an heir? On top of all that, our so-called superpowers giving us the ability to control blood can be extremely difficult to control especially when dealing with strong emotions. What if I'm not fitted for the role of luna? What if I lead us all to an inevitable doom, just like the legend says. What if...

I need to guide her on how to bring forth her wolf. "This deed will not go unpunished Brian. You have led me on all these years and when it is time to choose the mate you decide to choose some stranger" she spits in anger and then turns towards the crowd and says "Are you all ready to choose some packless girl as your future Luna? We don't even know her origin. For all we know she might be sent from a rogue pack to infiltrate our pack. Are you all going to just stand there and let this happen?"