La Historia De La Luna Y El Sol Novels & Stories

I just wanted to jump on and keep you up to date on The Luna's Fated Mate writing schedule. As I menitioned in a previous post, I lost one of my fur babies a week ago. It was unexpected and has thrown off my writing schedule this past week. I apologize for this and wanted to let you know, I have a couple work committments this week that will prevent me writing but I will be back on Thursday with the next chapter. The story will wrap up in the next week.

Gabe said. "Yeah, and apparently he was in love with Lupa. Not a world ending rage of jealousy either. When he learned she had found her true mate, he helped her escape Dietus." Sebastian added. "That is good news, but I feel a little sad for Sol now." I pouted. If that was true, then that man, or I guess god, spent his life watching the woman he loves and never experiencing it. "It does kind of explain the Sun and Moon though." "Yeah, I guess it does. Didn't even occur to me there was a connection there. Sol did in effect spend his life chasing Lupa, but never caught up to her." Sebastian ponder.

Prologue Before there were wolves, there were gods. The Moon Goddess, Selene, and the Sun God, Solas, were lovers born of light and shadow. Selene ruled the night, her silver light caressing the earth, bringing calm and balance. Solas commanded the day, his fiery rays giving life and vitality. Together, they created harmony. Their love was said to be eternal, as constant as the cycle of day and night. But eternity has a way of unraveling even the strongest of bonds.

"This, Luna, is your history. This is the story of your family, your pack, and your destiny." As Damien spoke, the pages continued to turn, revealing a story that seemed to span centuries. I watched, entranced, as the illustrations came to life, telling a tale of love, loss, and betrayal. Luna's eyes were fixed on the pages, her expression a mixture of shock and awe. She seemed to be absorbing every word, every illustration, as if she were drinking in the secrets of her past. As the story unfolded, I began to realize that Luna's past was far more complicated than I had ever imagined. She was not just a simple pack member, but a key player in a centuries-old drama that seemed to be unfolding

the man muttered, thoughtful. “I am Leonhard, alpha of the Lunar Eclipse pack—or what remains of it. This woman in my arms is my incredible Luna, Victoria. We have been imprisoned separately for the last thirteen years by Fiona and her witches. We are your parents, our dear Liira,” Leonhard said, never taking his eyes off me. How do I know this is true? How can I believe something so unbelievable? I was confused, overwhelmed. I had no idea what to do next. I looked at Jackson, hoping he had answers—but he was just as perplexed as I was.

He had a very powerful wolf and my bindings slowed me down. Lugh would pop in every other day to bring us groceries and update us with what he new. I was restless that his sister was wasting our time and even though I hadn’t met her yet, she was starting to irritate me. Today was 14th December, 1 week before the winter solstice. I missed my family, friends and the pack. I just wanted to go home now. I was deflated and didn’t really care any more. I didn’t share this with Brett, I was happy to be with him but my mix of emotions where hard to control.

MADDOX I laid there and watched my mate sleep. I dared not move in case I woke her. I'm surprised it took her as long as it did to break down. I had known it was coming, no one could have gone through what she had the last few days and not have cracked. I was beginning to understand why the Moon Goddess had paired me with her. Her undeniable reliance and strength, outshone my own. She would be the perfect Luna for the White Claw pack, and probably far more than what I deserved in a mate.

The worn pages calmed me, the faded ink carrying me into another world. It was a book about wolves’ history. Stories of ancient packs, battles fought under blood moons, legends of the Moon Goddess blessing chosen ones. I loved reading it, even if nobody knew I could read. They never let me go to school, but I had taught myself in secret. The book was my hidden treasure. Through it, I learned things nobody thought I should know. That the Wolf’s Crest had once chosen the strongest Lunas. That the Moon Feast was more than just food and dancing it was power, hidden under rituals. And sometimes, I wondered… if the Moon still watched us, still cared.

"Okay, but it's not night yet." "It doesn't have to be, you seem to be having a hard time anyway." I climb on top the bed and wait for her as she moves from the comfort of the couch to the bed, sitting right by my side she said, "have you ever heard of the 'Lune of the moon', I guess not since I never told you this story. Well the Lune of the Moon is the brother of our Luna. Start sleeping cause it's gonna be a long story." A story of Lune huh. I thought that could be Lune, but Lune was a Star not a god, isn't he?