Levana Lunar Chronicles Novels & Stories

Leo shouted from the far end of the spiral. He ran back, carrying a sphere that pulsed with a dark, rhythmic violet light—the same color as the star in the moon. "It’s a record from the Ninth Cycle," Leo said, his eyes wide. "It says the Chronos-Silver wasn't meant to be a weapon. It was a bridge. It was used to keep the Alphas from the past connected to the future. But the Weaver corrupted the formula". He tapped the sphere, and a holographic image of the Chronicler appeared—but she looked younger, her silver eyes filled with an ancient grief.

Zaria tensed. Elder Virren, the eldest among them, lifted his head. The blue lunar flames around the chamber flickered with his movement. “We will be direct. Has Leora found her mate?” Zaria’s stomach dropped. “No, Elder. Not yet.” A wave of disapproval swept through the room. Maelin clicked her tongue. “Unacceptable.” Rahv’s voice followed, low and heavy. “We granted the Luna one month’s grace to seek her destined mate. An entire moon cycle.”

Upon hearing what Lufian said, Valentin focused on the planet ahead. Sure enough, after a while, he felt Elora’s aura. As for Sylvio, he had already sensed it when he first arrived. The five Leila rulers had known each other for a long time. It was so long that it was difficult to use the unit of the year to calculate their friendship. It had to be calculated using epochs. By preliminary estimation, they had known each other for at least tens of thousands of epochs. An epoch was equivalent to 129600 years. So, how many years were tens of thousands of epochs?

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

Leela said, ''After both agree the contact will form a ring around your ring finger, around that time the moon should be out and the circle will active. I will take my leave when that happens all you would need to do is draw first blood. if first blood is not drawn during the time the circle is activated then you will have to wait Three months to get married again.''Leela said, ''Do you understand Erza?''Leela said, '' Yes I do Erza smile "Erza and Nolan ate their food quite they were both nervous and didn't speak to one another. Leela stood there in confusion she forgot to tell Erza something but she could not remember what it was. Leela was tired of the awkward silence so she started up a

Lee Chapter 4.1: The Rift of Lunar Lands For centuries, the lycans and werewolves had coexisted in a delicate balance, their shared lunar legacy binding them under the watchful gaze of Selene, the Moon Goddess. Yet, as time flowed like a river through the annals of history, a growing undercurrent of tension began to stir.

A Lycan! "Why are you here? I thought you were busy with Ted," she inquired. "Well yes, I am but His Majesty asked me to come and tell you to take care of the preparations for the ceremony." She sat down on the bed. "Ceremony? What are you talking about?" Lara frowned. "Oh, I forgot you're still new. We always have a ceremony at this time of the year to thank the Moon Goddess for blessing us." Was that really necessary? Lara thought. "Okay?"

One young girl was on standby with toiletries and smiled awkwardly when she saw Selene enter the room. “Wow!” Selene could not help but feel amazed by the view. She felt transported back into the luxury of the medieval kingdom timeline. “What year is it now?” she suddenly remembered whether she was literally transported into several years back. The maids looked at her perplexedly. “Uh.. today is the year 1216 in the Lunarian Calendar, the third day of the second month of spring, Miss,” replied the maid. Selene stood still when she heard that. Now the reality that she was really in the other realm was slowly but steadily seared into her mind.

Beware of the Alpha with greed in his heart, If he succeeds the war will be lost before it starts. When day and night are torn apart, The Moon Goddess will be held in disregard. Beware of the Alpha who tries to deceive and leave his mark, Beware of the Alpha with greed in his heart.

Her eyes met mine, filled with a mixture of sorrow and something else—perhaps fear, or even guilt. "Dire Wolves are the first creation of the Moon Goddess Selene," she began quietly, "They were her greatest and most terrible creation. At the beginning of time, Selene wanted a species that embodied both the strength and beauty of wolves and the power of divine beings. But what she created was far from perfect."