His Forsaken Luna Novels & Stories

I let the murmurs, the mockery, the laughter bleed past me, clinging to the hope that if I stood still enough, strong enough, the Alpha would grant me a single glance—just one look to ease the ache clawing at my chest. But when his eyes finally shifted, they did not find me. He turned away, as if I had never existed. Hydra naturally followed, not even bothering to hide the triumph in her smiles as her hand never leaving his. Watching as they disappeared from my view—I understood. I was the Luna no one wanted.

Luna knew her subordinate was just feeling sorry and couldn't bear to see Aris die before his own eyes. 'You think you're fooling me. Now you're a puppet who will become my plaything,' she thought. She became evil because of one thing that hurt her and still lingered until now: Allisya had stolen Daniel, her friend. Even now, Daniel still loved Allisya. Luna had to be patient, because this was the process of loving according to time. There would come a time when Daniel would return her love. Yes, Luna hoped that would truly happen. ***

Cassian leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, that half-smile sharp enough to infuriate me. Silence fell as I took my place at the head. Elena spoke first. “The Luna’s… episode in the corridor has been witnessed by six guards. Attacking our own people. Uncontrolled power. She is no longer fit to stand as Luna. We demand she be restrained until the Trial—or removed from the position entirely. The packs cannot afford instability when Dominic’s forces are massing at the borders. Not when we are expecting a war. Murmurs of agreement. Vuk added, “My daughter Liora is prepared to step forward. She's Pure blood. A Proven loyalty. No… complications.”

Fear. But today is different. Today, I’m dressed in silk instead of a white hospital gown. Today, my name is on a guest list I never thought I’d see again. The Luna Festival. My final obligation before I disappear for good. They say the goddess watches us on this night. I hope she sees me. I hope she knows… I tried. The Luna Festival is an annual celebration. A different pack hosts it each year, and tradition says no wolf can miss it more than seven times.

He pulled out a small, sleek phone. “No!” Lyra cried, struggling. Fenris took the phone. He showed me the screen. It was open to the camera. There were pictures. Blurry but clear enough. A picture of me. A picture of Fenris. A picture of us training in the clearing. "Proof," I whispered, cold dread filling me. Fenris crushed the phone in his hand. "The message is this," he said to Lyra, his face inches from hers. "Tell Justin Blackwood that his time is ending. Queen Luna has risen. And she is coming for him."

"Here comes the Luna" Glowing and shining About to meet the man The man of her dreams The leader of the pack; All her fears and worries laid aside With a trusting and open heart She gives him all her love and life Leaving nothing behind Here comes the Luna Bubbling with power and strength Her right arm is raised To lift her children up Her feet are raised and strong To crush the head of the serpent Beautiful are the feet of the bride The Luna Here comes the Luna Here to meet her groom

And even though those bastards took places that weren’t rightfully theirs, I was ready to take them back. Callista took my place as Luna, and Alpha Kieran took Ronan’s place as Alpha. I wondered what the Moon Goddess was thinking when she fated me to a fake Alpha. Was it because I was useless back then? But none of that mattered now. I was going to make them both regret everything. Now that I knew how to get them—how to fight back—I didn’t even need a plan to ruin them. Everything that came to my mind, everything I knew could destroy them, I would do it without hesitation.

“But keeping you close will help me find out who you really are now. And maybe… maybe I want to see if there’s anything left of the girl I used to love.” Luna’s heart slammed in her chest. Before she could respond, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, frowning. Unknown number. She answered, “Hello?” A cold voice came through the speaker. “You shouldn’t have come back.” Her blood ran cold. “Who is this?” The line went dead. She looked up at Atlas, her hand trembling. “What is it?” he asked, already stepping forward. Luna swallowed hard. “I think someone knows… we’re here.”

"No, stop it." "I dont want to. Besides there's nothing you can do. The revolution has already started. Werewolves are dying, afterall, they were the creation which you abandoned your people for aren't they so just die with them. The story of the Luna who fell in love with a kid and watched after him till he was seventeen, only to witness him die at a young age, and out of lobe interfered with the human world and sent his soul to anothed body, only to be killed again and again, why? Because those who are dear to a Luna suffers a horrible fate and as punishment for this crime she was sent to earth and stripped off her name so they could be together. What a nice story, except it's missing one

It was Luna's voice, soft and ethereal, guiding him forward. "Find the Key of Renewal, Jaxon," Luna whispered, her words both sorrowful and filled with hope. "Unlock the path to our redemption and bring back the light that has been lost." Jaxon's heart leapt at the sound of her voice, and his determination reignited. With Luna's words echoing in his mind, he made a solemn vow. He would find the Key to Renewal, restore Luna's light, and ensure that their love would prevail, even in the darkest of times.