Hades' Cursed Luna Novels & Stories

"After the blood moon is the Eclisir." "It's a blood moon in four months." Vinny chipped in, "I've been studying the cycle for months now." "I'll call the deal off, I'll send words out officially about the cursed moon," I made it known to Haedon, "I'll bring my mate back. I'll fix all the mistakes." "Your mate is your true Luna, don't be deceived, my most glorious Alpha." Haedon returned the crystals to the pouch attached to his sleeves.

Their words reached the ears of the audience nearby, who were also shocked. Hades’ Tear... Although they did not know medicine, they knew who Hades was! If Hades called for someone to die, who would be able to remain living? However, Luna was now using an acupuncture technique that would make Hades cry!

No matter how much wealth, knowledge or riches he acquired he was never as good as that beast. Well, all of that was going to change soon. He was going to possess all he ever wanted whether they belonged to him or not. 'It is the beginning of a new era.' He thought as he headed into the carriage that had stopped in front of him. The crack of the horse whip marked the dawn of a new revolution in Luna. ************* A luxurious mansion that had a lush landscape with a mini-waterfall, fish pond and a stone bridge stood magnificently as lamps, pine trees and well groomed flowers adorned its facade.

I glanced at the side table, finding Hades’ tumbler of whiskey. “Griff.” I gave him a nudge. “Does your friend Luna know how to hurt gods?” “Why?” I nodded toward the glass. “Because we have a sample of Hades’ saliva. I’ll bet she and her daughter would be able to concoct something to put him to sleep.”

They feel jealous and unsecure. And then a plan to break their bond come into action. Zeus gave the god of the underworld, Hades, permission to abduct Selene, goddess of light and take her into the netherworld where he erased her memory and left her alone in the human world. Luna enlisted the aid of Hecate in the search of her sister Selene. Hecate brought her famous torches to help and she and Luna searched and searched for Selene to no avail. Eventually, the environment and the harvest ground to a halt as the world was slowly started to get sunk in darkness.

It was time to put that knowledge to use, to confront the woman who threatened Hades’ happiness. The power of the Luna, a dormant force within me, was about to be unleashed. It was a power that I had never fully understood, a potential that I was only beginning to explore. But I knew it was my only hope, my only chance to save Hades. As I thought about my plan, a sense of excitement and determination filled me. I was ready to face this challenge, to stand up for what was right. I will never let myself be a pawn in their game; I was a player, a force to be reckoned with.

’ Jake links. ‘Yes, that’s the only way.’ ‘Do you want to?’ ‘I will try. Can you stand by me?’ ‘Always love.’ “I am Luna Sonya. Thank you all for being here today. It is true that we are here to come together against Hades. Not only has he started to build an army but he is convinced that he can harness the power of the moon goddess through a pendant that he thinks I possess.” “Why would he think you have the pendant?” One of the witches asks.

No, she wasn't. “Liar.” I scoffed and shot a concerned look at the maid. “There, Miss what?” “Shopia, your Highness.” I took a glance at myself in the mirror and fixed my hair before speaking again. “Miss Shopia, don’t let her leave this room until I return.” “S—she is my Luna. A—Am I really allowed to force her to stay?” asked the maid. She was afraid. Although the scent of her body denoted a warning to the men who are interested in her, it also upheld that she had become the Luna of Crescent Pack the moment I marked her. It would be official anytime now if she wants it.

I am certain of this, as certain as I am of my own name. It gleams faintly in the moonlight streaming through the tall windows, its frame threaded with veins of pure silver that catch and hold the pale illumination. This silver work is familiar, intricate patterns I have not seen since girlhood. My reflection stares back at me from the glass, and I am shocked by what I see. Hollow eyes that once sparked with laughter now burn with an inner fire that consumes. The woman looking back at me wears my face, but she is a stranger gaunt where I was once full of life . Her lips are pressed into a thin line that has forgotten how to curve into genuine smiles. This is what the curse has made of Luna,

Ares, his muscular frame draped in armor that gleamed like polished bronze, rested his chin on his fist, his dark eyes unreadable. Apollo, his golden hair catching the light like a halo, sat with his fingers steepled, his expression thoughtful but guarded. The silence was broken by Hera, her voice sharp as a blade. "His curse grows stronger day by day, Luna," she said, using the name they reserved for Selene in moments of formality. Her golden crown glinted as she leaned forward, her gaze unwavering. "I thought you said he had found his mate. Why does the fire of destruction still burn within him?"