Levana Lunar Chronicles Novels & Stories

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.

SELENA’S POV I already made up my mind to follow the process from the beginning to the end until I get the results so I decided to follow Alcon and Leah as they made their way towards the river bank, the moon casting an eerie glow over the landscape. They looked like real lovers and anyone who doesn’t know the mystery behind this will never believe that Leah is just there to fish information from him. Tonight was the last time she was going to be doing this and I want her to take all the information that she can get from him as much as possible, because those were the things we will be needing to pin them down in the nearest future. Friday was just less than forty eight hours from now and so

Two maids entered with trays of oils, makeup, and shoes. “We’ll help you get ready, Luna.” “I didn’t even get to rest,” Lydia mumbled. The maids chuckled. “Alpha Knox is already downstairs.” She sighed again and let them work. When she finally stepped down the winding staircase into the hall, the ceremony was already underway. Eyes turned toward her. Murmurs followed her like shadows. But then—there he was. Knox. Waiting in front of the Lycan ceremonial basin. He reached for her hand. They stood together under the hanging moonflower vines as the officiator chanted ancient words. They each dropped a few drops of blood into the silver bowl of water, drank from it, and then sealed it with a kis

"It is — it is a very good thing. I say that as someone who has watched it happen to others and has never envied anything so much in my long life." Lena looked at the sky. In eleven hours, the New Moon would be there — invisible, listening, holding the sky's most honest dark. She felt Astra stir in the deep place: not the tide-rising of the Red Moon's urgency, but something quieter and more complete. The feeling of a thing that has been waiting in perfect patience arriving, finally, at the moment it was always moving toward. "Eleven hours," Lena said. "Eleven hours," Voss agreed, and they stood together at the east wall until the cold of the afternoon grew too deliberate to ignore, and then

"The exact moment Lycaon needs for his ritual." My hands were shaking. I pressed them flat against the table to hide it. "So what happens at this ritual? He kills me?" "That's what I've been trying to figure out." Aria pulled out sheets of paper covered in her own notes, translations, cross-references, sketches of symbols. "The texts are fragmentary. Written in languages that shift meaning depending on context. But the general outline is this: Lycaon needs a Cycle-born at the moment of lunar convergence, when three moons align, which happens once every nineteen years."

They all claps, and Alpha Storm nods in approval of her words. Her untrue words, by the way. As the daughter of the Redwood Pack's Alpha, Linda stands a better chance at being chosen as the Northern Luna than everyone else. She will be the lady of the ball, as I am sure Alpha Storm will design it. A female member of his pack being Luna wouldn't be as lucrative as his own daughter being the Luna. "When are we expected to head to the North, Father?" Linda asks. "In two days time. You'll all be required to start preparing in earnest. I want you all to set out with your best wears, and be on your best behavior. There'll be omegas from other packs present there. You'll all have to represent this

Rowan smiled faintly. “You’re learning quickly.” Seraphine pointed to one of the scrolls. “We discovered something in the archives.” Luna glanced at the old parchment. It was covered in faded symbols and drawings of moons. “What am I looking at?” she asked. Eldric spoke softly. “A prophecy.” Luna blinked. “Oh great. I love prophecies.” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. Kael chuckled quietly. Eldric continued anyway. “This prophecy was written by the first Moonbearer nearly a thousand years ago.”

She had only seen Levian three times this month, all of which were brief glances that didn’t include a word. A bitter smile twitched at the corner of her lips. This was the first time she had fallen in love with someone, and it was so tiring. After returning to her room, Luna took a book secured with a password from the drawer and flipped through the pages. It was her diary. She recorded all sorts of special events over the years, but without realizing it, the diary had become a collection of love letters for Levian. Luna took a pen, and expressed her love for Levian. The moonlight cast a warm luster on her, and she smiled happily as she wrote.

Luna affirmed, "Yes, the events of tonight will be recorded in the Book of Luna. Selene's passing and my induction into the group of elders will become part of the sacred chronicle." With the moonlight casting a soft glow through the leaves, Luna and Alpha Burst succumbed to the embrace of sleep. As they rested, the enchanted forest whispered secrets to the moon, sharing tales of cosmic ties and the ever-evolving legacy of Luna. Tomorrow would indeed bring new challenges and revelations, but for now, they sought solace in the embrace of the night, finding strength in each other's presence.

It became a guiding light, offering wisdom, guidance, and support to those traversing the multidimensional landscapes of self-realization. The essence of Luna's memoir evolved into an ethereal chronicle called the "Chronicles of Eternal Truth." Within its celestial pages resided the timeless wisdom of countless authentic beings, immortalized through their experiences and reflections. The chronicles became a cosmic library, a celestial source of inspiration for seekers of authenticity throughout the cosmic continuum.