Jedi Luminara Novels & Stories

And freeze. A woman stands between me and the entity. She is tall, draped in silver and white, her long hair billowing like stardust. A crescent moon gleams on her forehead, and her eyes glow with ethereal light. I know her. I’ve seen her before in my visions, Selene Noctara. The First Lunar Ailura. She looks back at me, her expression unreadable. "You are not ready for this battle, Jasmine." Her voice is firm, yet not unkind. "But I will give you a moment to breathe." Then...She lifts her hand, and the entire cavern erupts in light.

“No offense to Lia, but I’m keeping you.” “What?” I blinked. “You heard me. You’re not going back to Asher. I’ve made up my mind. You’re my Luna.” Jude chuckled under his breath, like he was mildly amused. “That’s bold. And… incredibly stupid.” Ronin raised an eyebrow. “Stupider than trying to enslave all the wolves and Lycans in the world with sorcery? I don’t think so.”

"Choose, Luna! The darkness or the light. But know this: Ninety-dash bar, you reject the darkness, the war will not cease. And he will come after you." Elara advanced with quiet confidence, waving away the shadows behind her by the halo of her lustrous silver light. "If you choose the light, you will find a way to heal the world, to make for peace." Luna stood at the eye of the storm, the relic upon her chest pulsing, a Hollyke weight of her ancestors' choices dragging her down. Dark and tempting, it thrummed with power and control. Tooth-soft but fierce, the light beckoned with promises of hope furnished with freedom.

Despite Umbra's young age, she had become the leader of Naesbrey Fortress, standing as an equal to the head of Martialgarde and the other leaders of other top factions. It was all thanks to her pure-essence physique, which allowed her to cultivate at an astonishing pace. Could it be that Gideon also had some kind of powerful physique? "Ms. Lumen!" Gideon called out again. His two words rang out like a clap of thunder. Luna snapped out of her daze and locked eyes with Gideon. Their gazes clashed like an invisible battle of wills. A long moment passed before Luna let out a deep breath. With a wave of her hand, the disciples, though reluctant and full of frustration, had no choice but to follow

His eyes haven’t left mine. Lee delivers me to Liam, placing my hands in his only to then step in front to conduct the ceremony himself. First is the Luna coronation. Liam gently turns my palm up, linking this may hurt a small amount. I feel no pain as he gently slices my palm and then his own.

Even the distant peaks of the Shadow Vale—once shrouded in darkness—now caught the sun’s rays, as if acknowledging her triumph. Clad in resplendent armor woven from moonsteel and starlight, Selene radiated power. Her silver hair fell in cascading waves, and her eyes—brighter than any moon—held the promise of eternal guardianship. At her side stood Ryker, the bond between them shining like a beacon. Their children; one born of flesh, one reborn from darkness, sat enthroned nearby, symbols of her lineage and legacy. Elder Callista, robes gleaming with runic embroidery, stepped forward to begin the rite. Her voice, rich with ancient authority, echoed across the terrace.

“Welcome to the Silver Moon territory.” She met my gaze steadily, her expression unreadable. “Thank you for allowing me entry, Rykor,” she replied coolly, though there was a tremor of unease in her voice. I nodded, taking in her defiant posture and the guarded pain in her eyes. “Of course. Follow me. I’ll show you around.” As we walked through the lush greenery that surrounded the estate, I caught glimpses of my pack members watching us from a distance—eyes wide with curiosity and apprehension. The stories of the Luna of Death were not easily forgotten, and her presence here was nothing short of a marvel.

It was the fact that I’d have to see her again—Cynthia. Morning came too quickly. I braced myself for whatever was coming today and got ready. The weight of the upcoming confrontation sat heavily on my shoulders as I made my way to the training grounds. When I arrived, a few she-wolves were already there, stretching and warming up. Their quiet chatter filled the air as they prepared for the session. Off to the side, Zayn, Seven, and Seleira stood watching, talking amongst themselves. Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today.

“They’ve advanced. Her wolf’s stronger too. I’ll look into any similar cases—soulless wolves, maybe. No promises, but I’ll try.” “Thanks, Lucy.” I smiled at her gratefully. “Me and Rose will shadow her,” Lily said. “In case she slips up.” “Okay, okay,” Julian chimed in. “You all have such important jobs. But mine is still at the top of the list.” He slung his arm over my shoulder dramatically. “Now, Luna Rex the Elegida, let’s go train. I’ll inform Robin.” A smile broke onto my face. “Time to kick some ass.”

After a few moments, she steps back from me. “Something about her bothers me.” “What do you mean Ida?” “Her visions, why were they wrong?” I had thought of that from the first time Liana had said she had seen a rogue wolf in her visions. Why were her visions wrong? “I have a plan but I need to be alone with her.” Ida says. “That will be a problem Ida. She is the Luna, how can we get her alone?” “We should try.” How do I get Liana alone?