Liquid Dark Luna Novels & Stories

I wrote the names of my fallen, swallowed moonstone ash, stood naked before the Hollow One. “You want a vessel?” I said. “I want revenge.” It did not nod. It only entered me. And thus was born the Shadow Luna. They crawled from the ruins. Fur like soot. Eyes like dying stars. Not alive. Not dead. Drawn only to me. One licked my hand. Its tongue was fire. “My Luna,” it rasped. I had made my own pack. And they would obey no one else. She waited by the blood tree. Still loyal. Still afraid. I stepped from the shadows.

“No, but I still needed you there. Next time, you're coming with me.” She agreed and I hurried up lunch and proceeded to get ready. Even while shopping, I didn't forget that I needed to get haircare and skin care too because I didn't trust hotel products. Elara helped me pick out what to wear today though and just as I had planned, by after noon, we were out of the house and on our way to her shop. “What is the shop called?” “The Dark Light.” Hmm, that sounded intriguing. I checked up her reviews on G****e and she seemed to have a good resume in reading palms and seeing people's future.

Just… nothing. “They’d rather have no moon than a bleeding one,” Kira said, worried. Luna, now 40, walked among them. Old, tired, human. She didn’t tell them to choose. She just sat with the gray moons and said, “I see you. Gray is okay too. Rest

Liam asked. The child only stared, then lowered his head. From behind a house, a middle-aged woman came out. Her hair was partly streaked with gray, her body thin but her eyes alive. She carried a basket of small glass bottles filled with clear liquid. “I look after them. They are not sick, Luna,” she said. I watched her warily. “Do you know who I am?” The woman smiled faintly. “All who live under the moonlight know who Luna Darkmane is.”

Not until she gave herself willingly. Even if I wanted to rip Ethan’s heart out, even if I dreamed of dragging Jade and Mara through their own graves. I waited, but my patience wasn’t eternal. Tonight was the night. I sent Olivia with instructions: dress her, prepare her. The Luna ceremony would be held under moonlight, sacred and silent, and witnessed by my people. I expected resistance, but I didn’t expect this. When I opened her door, I didn’t see a woman in silk or lace.

“You can go to him now and tell him, I swear on the moon goddess that he will not believe a single word you say, Odette. Do you think I am a child?” My phone chose this moment to ring and as soon as I see the caller ID, anticipation surge through my veins. If she is calling so late, it could mean one thing. Pressing the receive button, I put the phone against my ear as her voice filters through. “Hello” “It seems the moon goddess has favorites” Jacqueline says from the other end and the frown on my face deepens. “What do you mean?” “Apparently aside from her mother, she is also a true Luna and her blood can nullify any kind of magic or spell, she also has the ability to heal and make whole”

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

Couldn't they just take the exam normally? Luna slowly descended from above as if she was flying. Her black hair was wet and her eyes were closed. Her hands were kept on her stomach and the black dress she was wearing was sticking to her body. As she landed on the ground, she opened her eyes that shocked those eyes who were focused on her. Luna's eyes have no other color. It was pure black. It was voided and dead. It was like an abyss. The maiden's eyes remained the same until she heard her friends' worried call for her.

“Well, the Luna comes in different ways to different people, and I think you are one of the fortunate ones who have met her. What did she tell you?” “The Luna? As in the Moon goddess?” If my eyes can detach, they will be out of their sockets by now. “Yes, that Luna. What did she tell you?” I follow a brown butterfly as it moves around the house and lands in a cup that’s in front of me, turning the milk brown. Ladia picks it up and gives it to me. “Chocolate milk,” she says, and I accept it. “She told me that deaths will take place, a lot of it, and that I’m going to have to do something to stop people from dying, something like that,” I take a sip of the delicious beverage, and Ladia sighs.

"Luna, what's happening? This darkness feels... unnatural." Luna's voice carried with an air of determination. "I sense a presence. Something ancient and powerful." She extended her hand, letting the energy from the crystal flow through her. A soft glow emanated from her palm, casting a faint light in the pitch-black darkness. Elias gripped his silver dagger, his eyes scanning the shadows. "Stay alert, everyone. We don't know what we're up against." Silent whispers began to fill the chamber, echoing from the depths of the darkness. Luna's heart raced as she recognized the voice. It was a voice from her dreams, a voice that spoke of love and desire.