Lillian Brightmoon Novels & Stories

“I can’t wait to get started. Do you have any details about the event?” Natalie nodded, reaching for a file on her desk. “I do indeed. The event will take place in the heart of the Moonlit community, in a rustic barn that has been transformed into a charming event space. The ceremony itself will be held under the light of the full moon, a nod to the community’s reverence for nature and the cycles of the moon.”

And there, emerging from the brilliant light, stood a figure we had not expected to see. It was Luna, the enigmatic witch of the Silverwood, her eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge and power. She held out her hands, a barrier of energy forming between us and the nightmarish entity. "Luna," I whispered, relief flooding my voice. "What are you doing here?" Luna smiled, her voice carrying a note of urgency. "There is more at stake than you realize," she said cryptically. "The true path lies not in confrontation, but in understanding. Conquer your fears, and you shall unlock the key to the Silverwood's salvation."

Azalea's POV Every full moon night, something strange happens. I don't know exactly what happened last night. But as I washed my hair in the sink this morning, I could vividly recall my dream last night, when I "wolfed-out" and ran through the streets of Brooklyn. The moonlight illuminated my path, made everything enveloped in silver light, and I was completely happy. I haven't been that happy in a long time. The thing is, I'm not a wolf. I'm an ordinary human... right? And werewolves don't exist... right?

Flashes of silver lights, blinding to my eyes, that's all I see around me at first, then comes the screams from voices…but it's not in the clearing… “I'm not in the clearing,” I whisper to myself, looking down at my skin that now has a translucent hue. “What's happening to me…am I dead?”panic and fear flood my senses but before I have enough time to explore and understand the situation, the smell of blood hits me. I turn to see a lot of women, standing under the blood moon, the same moon that witnessed my birth.

Knowing what I mean, he steps back and lets me be the one to step closer to her. “It’s okay,” I say in a gentle voice as I sit on the edge of her bed and gently reach for her hands. “Hi, I’m Lillian.” A small smile escapes her lips. “I know you… You’re that mighty warrior who used to be an Omega and has become a Luna. Y-you’re a powerful girl.” My heart warms. I never thought someone would see it like that. Tears then started spilling down her cheek. “I feel… broken…”

Jillian felt the warmth of Paul's hand and the weight of the necklace, and she knew that she was finally home and that she was finally safe from the monsters of her past. "I am not the same girl who ran away from the castle in the mountains, for I am now a warrior of the Red Moon and a sister to the Queen. We will face the future together, and we will make sure that the light of the moon shines on a kingdom that is free from the thirst of the vampires forever," Jillian said. She looked out the window at the setting sun, ready for the battle but no longer afraid of the night that was coming.

Lilith’s POV “... My name is Elara Mooncrest,” her voice rang out, all bold and clear like she’d been speaking her whole life. “Wife of Kieran Blackwood and Luna of the Blackwood Pack.” I screamed. “No! No, no, no!” I shrieked, grabbing the tray of food they'd given me earlier and hurling it across the cell. The plate smashed against the wall with a satisfying crack, but it didn’t even scratch the surface of the rage boiling in my chest.

“That girl…Lillian has dabbled in far too much evil. The Moon’s energy is pure. Encountering that kind of evil causes some form of exchange to occur. They cannot mix so they swap.” “Lillian’s darkness is entering my Luna’s body?” I asked just to be sure I was understanding. Kuro smiled. “My Luna. I never thought I would hear that from you.” “Answer the damn question,” I snapped. He rolled his eyes. “Yes. Lillian’s darkness has filled Luna's body. Add that to the deaths she has had to mourn recently, it would be strange if she did not go off the deep end.” The deaths. One of which was caused by me.

"Finally doing the world a favor? Don't let the door hit you on the way out. But if your little performance ruins Lillian's Moon Ceremony tonight, I swear on my trophies, I'll swallow my own victory medal during my live stream. The fans would love the drama." My parents, the revered Alpha and Luna, said nothing. Their silence was a void. Instead, they flooded the Blood-Chain with shimmering, perfect images of Lillian—the true-born daughter rescued from the wilds just a year ago. There she was, in the Moon-Garden, bathed in adoration and moonlight, the center of a universe that had instantly rearranged itself around her. Their silence was a louder rejection than any curse. Only Kael, his body

Her fingers hesitated for a second before she tapped Blake’s name. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice—breathless and anxious—picked up. “Lydia?” Lydia let out a shaky breath. “Hey, Blake.” “Oh my goddess! I’ve been trying to reach you all day. I tried the mind-link at least ten times. I felt something—like something inside me was...cut off.” Lydia swallowed. “That’s because it was.” “What?” “I joined the Blue Moon Pack today,” Lydia said softly. “We had the mating ceremony. I’m part of Blue Moon now.”