Hated Luna, Reborn Novels & Stories

Rebel’s step falters. No, don’t believe her Rebel, don’t believe her. “Awww, did I hit a nerve? Aww poor Rebel, who no one loves or wants. Not even your men. They will get over it soon. You see, they only feel sorry for you and want one thing from you, one thing I have already given to them.” Luna laughs sadistically and Rebel is in shock just standing there. No, don’t you dare believe her!

“Veronica’s system, her backups, the leaks, all burned. Including her.” Luna’s eyes softened. “And me?” He turned to her, brushing a thumb across her cheek. “The world might not see you anymore, but I still do.” She smiled faintly, voice breaking. “So, I start over.” He leaned closer. “No, Luna. We start over.” For the first time in years, she didn’t feel like running. She just leaned into him, the man who’d built empires and burned them for her. Their lips met, not hungry, but healing. The kind of kiss that rewrites memories, not headlines. When they finally pulled apart, the sky outside had cleared, and a new dawn was painting the clouds gold.

Not even my mind had truly been my own because it had been so consumed by thoughts of him. But this… this was my office. I held the only key now, and wore the crescent-shaped pin on my blouse that meant that it was my rightful space. Not permanently, of course, since I would soon no longer be Killian’s Luna soon—but it was mine for the time being. I’d have to make some changes, of course, to make it truly feel like mine, but that didn’t matter right now. For now, I had work to do. Having been reborn years before my death had its perks; I recalled many things that were yet to come, one of them being an unexpected attack on Waning Moon. It would happen in precisely three days, during Killian’s

THE CURSED REBIRTH (Chapter 4) (Point of View: The Luna) My initial reaction was one of coldness. The kind of cold that seeps into bone, cruel as treachery and sharp as glass, rather than the soft coolness of dawn air caressing bare skin. I could have sworn—no, I was positive—that I had taken my last breath, but my chest rose in a startled gasp. I recall the burn of the poison and how my vision became blurry as the moonlight above me broke into shards. I recall Lyra's sly smile and her hushed victory. I recall my friend Kael's eyes widening in shock, but it was too late to save me.

She would bring back only the purest souls, those who had been wronged and taken too soon. “And when the new moon is upon us,” her father continued, his voice full of awe, “she makes her decision. Those who are worthy—are reborn in another body, another life. But they will never be the same. They walk with the memories of their former selves, but their new path will be different.” At the time, Lily had listened, comforted by the idea of rebirth—of second chances. Little did she know, her second chance would come, though it would be nothing like she had imagined.

A girl cloaked in shadow, standing alone as the world burned. Two children—twins, just like them—holding hands as the moon glowed whole again. > “Their fate lies in your hands. Will they inherit peace… or ruin?” The Rebirth Moon Ceremony Back in the clearing, Selene raised a golden chalice filled with sacred moonwater. “We gather under the Rebirth Moon,” she intoned, “to honor Iris’s sacrifice and vow unity.” Liora raised her hand, golden light spilling from her fingers. “As Luna of Light, I vow compassion and strength.”

Aliyah and Rizine talked for a few more minutes before they move aside on Kilan, Milan, and the Adults. The Adults were happy to see that Rizine is fine and that she had given birth to the heir of the pack. But they could not turn back the time and did not make Aliyah there Luna. And if they should know that Rizine would be coming back and still alive they should have waited for her. But things had changed and Aliyah is now their new Luna. They are happy that Rizine is back, but the Luna they see is now Aliyah, not Rizine.

Each member, touched by Luna's transformative sacrifice, discovered within themselves unique talents and strengths that aligned with the celestial energy now coursing through their veins. Together, Luna and her pack embarked on a journey to rebuild what was lost, to heal the scars left by the malevolence. Their bond grew unbreakable as they roamed the hidden realm, warding off remnants of darkness that still lingered, and nurturing the rebirth of life and magic.

" I allow myself even though the moment seems badly chosen to tell you about Luna's position… " "Indeed, the moment is badly chosen, especially since it is no longer a subject on which to debate. Your granddaughter must have told you when she returned to you. I have already chosen my Luna, she will be officially presented to the pack during the big tournament which will be held soon." " For this purpose master, we heard a rumor that she would be half-human. I mean you indeed chose her but…" "It's not a rumor. My Luna is a single-parent lycanthrope. She is a mixed being and she is the one I chose."

"Luna, I'm so sorry. I wish I could have protected you, kept you safe." Luna squeezed Rey's hand, a flicker of determination in her eyes. "Don't blame yourself, Rey. None of this is your fault. We were just children. But somehow, I managed to resist their control. I fought back, even in the smallest ways." Rey leaned closer, her voice filled with love and admiration. "You're incredibly strong, Luna. I'm proud of you." A faint smile graced Luna's lips as she continued her story. "Eventually, they realized they couldn't fully control me. So they... they erased my memories. They twisted my mind, made me believe I was loyal to them. I became their puppet, carrying out their orders without questi