Lillian Brightmoon Location Novels & Stories

"Where?" Lily didn’t meet my eyes. "At the Moonstone Clearing." The Moonstone Clearing. The sacred ground that lay between the boundary of River Heart and the Shadowed Glen—the place where Ama had vanished days ago, swallowed by the earth during our last confrontation. Only now, something darker stirred there. Something ancient. I descended the stairs in silence, boots thudding lightly against the marble. Every soldier, healer, child, and elder I passed lowered their head in reverence. Not fear. Not worship. Reverence—for the Luna who had bled and burned and fought for them.

Ophelia's eyes squinted with disdain as she spat, “What have you guys done to the moon goddess to curse you? Your friend is a rogue, and you share the same fate. Why are you both so unfortunate?” "Mother, I don't think this is the right time to talk about this," Mammon responded, trying to maintain his composure. "Let me take her to the pack hospital." But Ophelia was hell-bent on preventing Lillian from entering the pack. “You are taking her nowhere. You can change your fate right now. She is not desperate to tie you down with pregnancy like her friend.” Seeing the escalating tension, Ramona realised that no one could control the old Luna except her son, who was currently unavailable. She q

Lillian watched through the window without reaction. “This is where they’ll try to hurt you,” Elena said quietly. “Yes,” Lillian replied. “Which is why I won’t let them pretend this place never mattered.” She turned back to the shop, to the flowers, to the work. Florentis Quarter did not shield her. It grounded her. And as night fell and the streetlights flickered on, Lillian Bloom stood in the place that had shaped her before power ever noticed her existence. Let them come, she thought.

The glow of a neon sign through a window. "I know where she is," I said, straightening despite the pain. "Or at least, Hud does." "Where?" Liam demanded, already reaching for his phone. “She’s in a room. Located outside of any werewolf pack territory. I think it’s in the Human world." I closed my eyes, letting Hud's instincts guide me. "South. Near the highway that runs along the border between our territories and Golden Moon." Recognition dawned on Liam's face. "The Moonlight Inn. It's the only motel in that area. You just said it’s a room."

Lillian turned on the spot and vanished. She appeared on the steps number 13 Englewood Drive, a modest two storey building that she called home for the last 10 year. A house which had special charms placed on it that if she did suddenly appear by the front door, none of her neighbours would notice. Keeping a low profile was fundamental even more so now that she had her goddaughter to protect. “Welcome to your new home, Lena”, she said to the infant as she entered the house, the door swinging shut behind her.

“She’s telling the truth. Lucifer granted you a piece of his soul, and the human is the North Star.” Jaw tight, I look at the girl who is now cowering near the wall. “Why would Lucifer let me anywhere near him?” She shrugs. “Probably to keep you from killing him and taking his crown. But that should not be an issue for long. Because once the blood moon rises, we can stroll into hell and end Lucifer once and for all.” “Where are we?” I ask. Lilith grins viciously. “We’re on earth, in a city called Los Angeles. This is the dungeon of a house on a secluded mountain. I put a spell around the premise to keep intruders out. No one should be able to find us here.”

Before long, he was completely speechless, and everyone began mocking Lilia. The princess understood that Sebastian was helpless, but in that moment, she had no idea how to defend herself. One couldn't control what others said, but being humiliated so openly was simply unbearable. However, it seemed Jillian wasn't done yet. Still smiling, she said, "Your Highness, if you feel wronged, perhaps—" A clear, confident voice rang out from beyond the crowd, "Princess Lilia lives quite well at Moonview Pavilion, which is my residence. She is comfortable there, enjoying delicious meals and treats every day. I attend to her every need, so how could she possibly feel wronged?"

“Nightspire is the biggest golden city in Eryndale. The lands glow at night, the towers glitter like stars… it’s beautiful.” “So you’re planning to go there?” Alina asked. “When?” “Now. I’m leaving right now.” Lilith turned and began walking away from the garden. Alina blinked and hurried after her. “Wait! You can’t leave me alone. Please!” “Alina, please,” Lilith groaned. “Let me go. I can’t miss this year’s Blood Moon Festival.” Alina frowned. “Blood moon… festival? What’s that?” Lilith instantly froze. She turned slowly, mentally cursing herself for slipping. She shut her eyes, thinking quickly.

I turn to see a lot of women, standing under the blood moon, the same moon that witnessed my birth. “What is this place? What's going on?” The women are in chains, bound in their hands and feet, just like I was in the execution circle. There's also fire everywhere, but it does not seem to be affecting them. Power rips through the air, barely contained like a dying hurricane. That's when I hear the voices, muffled at first, but ringing loud and clear in my mind's ear. “They're too powerful to be contained…” “We need to stop them totally, wipe them out of existence if necessary…”

For the first time in months, it felt like I could breathe without the weight of shadows pressing in. Celia closed the ledger on her lap, already sliding into the rhythm of planning like she’d been waiting for this moment. “Less than two months,” she mused. “It’s not much time, but it’s enough if we move quickly. First things first decorations. You said silver and blue?” “Yes,” I said, excitement bubbling over again. “To match the moonlight over the lake. Lanterns hanging in the trees, ribbons along the path down to the water… maybe floating candles set out in glass bowls across the surface.”