La Luna Y El Sol Novels & Stories

I should have Syd take a picture so I can see it. “Your waning crescent….” I cut her off, “Gezz Syd, yeah, I thought you knew these Luna’s have a waxing crescent, and Lumiere’s have a waning crescent. Is that why…” This time she cut me off. “You have a star with the waning crescent.” “What?”

It's early in the morning and the sun doesn't hurt our skin for a little expose on it. "But the moon knows our secrets at our darkest times of life. He's there when we are alone. He watches us, staying with us, and Luna became our best companion in our lowest points." I looked at the door and saw Rey entering. "Yes, that's true but the sun stayed, giving light to others even it knows that someday, the light will be gone. That whatever he has, he'll explode when the time comes and he'll die." I looked at him as he leaned in the wall.

They run around for half an hour before Luna talks again. 'Let me take control Tessa, I need to get out to an opening.' Luna pushes forward and runs to the clearing near the lake with Jarek and Landon following closely. Once in the opening Luna rises her head to the full moon. She breaths heavily and a golden light starts to form around her. Flowing around and finding its way to Landon swirling around him and suddenly flows into him. Luna lets out a deafening roar and the light evaporates and everything turns silent.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the dense forest. Luna stood at the edge of the clearing, the cool breeze rustling the leaves around her. Her thoughts were a whirlwind, the events of the past days replaying in her mind. Kael approached silently, his presence grounding. He stopped beside her, his gaze fixed on the setting sun. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured. Luna nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "It is."

“Mom.” “Yes, dear?” “Can you tell me a little bit more about the Lothians? Why am I so important to have? Why they took Alexandria.” I asked. I could see the shock on her face when I asked. “Well. It is a bit difficult to explain. Ledges have it that the Luna, also known as you. Are the only ones that can wipe out their existence. This is why they are they killed your sister. Before she could transform.” She said placing her hands on her lap.

“What?” I looked at her, eyebrows pulled together. “The full moon is out,” Rita said, her voice softer now, almost reverent. “Can’t you see it?” Her lips curved in a smile as she raised her hand, pointing toward the window. My eyes followed her gesture and landed on the glittering light spilling from the sky. The moon hung high, white and sharp, casting its glow across the world. The humming of the moon’s pull felt like a low sound in my bones, a vibration deep inside, as if it were calling my name. From the north, the silver light spread like a veil, casting long, trembling shadows across the kitchen floor.

I'll never forget his words that almost brought me to tears. "My Alpha, we do not mean to disobey. But our Luna has been taken from us. Now that you have found your mate, our pack is incomplete until she has been returned to the safety of our walls. You cannot expect us to stay here and wait for you to return. Our Luna needs us. We may not be as strong as some of your warriors anymore, but we are capable and willing to fight. Please do not make us stay behind when our Luna needs us. The dishonour of not being able to do our part for our pack would put us in an early grave."

she asked softly. He didn’t answer at first. “Do you?” “I want it to.” “Then that’s enough.” For a time, it was. The laughter carried down to the cliffs, echoing faintly over the restless waves. The tide licked the stones like a creature remembering hunger. When night fell, Bianca and Luna lit lanterns on the lake, sending them drifting into the dark as a ritual for gratitude, not mourning. Luna’s lantern drifted farthest. Its flame burned steady, unshaken even as the wind rose.

“Then… show me how.” Luna’s eyes softened, but her jaw remained set with determination. She kissed selene’s forehead, lingering there as if to draw courage from the contact. Then she rose, helping Selene to her feet. “Come,” she said. “The moon must witness.” The courtyard was empty, except for the snow that continued to fall in heavy sheets. Torches flickered in the wind, their flames bending and snapping. Above, the moon broke through the clouds, pale and cold, watching.

Lady Isolde, the most feared woman in the North, was currently doubled over, clutching her stomach as Kael explained the fermentation process of the "Menace-Juice." "And you say," Isolde gasped, wiping her eyes, "that the cork hit him in the forehead? The actual forehead?" "Square on," Elara confirmed, her silver ears twitching with pride. As the sun began to dip behind the peaks, painting the snow in shades of violet and gold, the Lunas stood to leave. They didn't look like the stiff, judgmental delegation that had arrived that morning. They looked... inspired.