Lumine X Novels & Stories

3rd person PoV Tonight, was the night of the full moon, it was the most beautiful night and a special night for one little girl. And her name was Jackeline Moon (Jack for short). She was born in the most mysterious and secretive pack hidden deep within the forest known as the Healer Moon Pack, and much like the pack’s name, the pack members were just as special. Many of which who joined the pack gained euphoric features, features that can seduce both genders regardless of their sex, and it does not just end there. Individuals of the Healer Moon Pack can heal but not enough to revive the dead and how much power they have can be indicated with a special trait and that is their eyes, all member

Jeff puffed at his cigar again, moving around Brown, who just stood still like a soldier before a general” “Could it be Laurent? I’ve always suspected that old man anyway. Why would he create a new position and employ you unofficially if nothing was under his sleeve?” Brown’s breathing was getting rapid. He needed to calm down. Think happy thoughts he told himself. He couldn’t risk showing off his werewolf side in public and not in a building where Rebekah was. Rebekah. The mere thought of her calmed him a bit. “Or could it be that little secretary of his? What’s her name again? Little Palmer Junior?” “You had better leave her out of this!” Brown immediately regretted his outburst. “Aha! The

"Princess Lumina, I am very much a werewolf, not a lycan. My parents are dead. I don't have any family left." Lumina stared at me for a few seconds before nodding. "Fine. Let's move on. Serenity, go to the next room and donate five hundred cc of blood. It's urgent, so don't leave without giving it." Five hundred cc? My body could barely handle that amount. But Levante's celebration was only two days away. If this would help him, I didn't mind. As long as she didn't play with his life, I would endure it.

Lucas-Danny said at the same time. "Then follow me in the living room. And your gift is with Dad." Aliya pointed at her father as she walked to the bags she brought with her, Danny-Lucas follows behind Aliya and Xaiden walks to Jack. Jack is sitting alone because Kiya and Erica have already run to their room with their gifts. ‘Uncle Jack, did you have anything for me?” Xaiden asked calmly. Jack pulled out a large box and handed it to Xavier. “You want this, so I brought you,” Jack said with a calm smile.

He walked over to my side of the table. “Let’s just be together, you and me. For just one night, and then tomorrow, everything can go back to normal.” I smiled as I took his hands. “That sounds lovely.” His bright smile returned. “There’s a small gate at a corner of the fence, it's forgotten and unguarded, on the other side is the most beautiful view of the black sea you could ever see.” “Are you sure it’s safe?” his smile wavered briefly, and he placed his hands on my shoulders. “You are my Luna, I would never let anything happen to you.”

“And did you see his hands?” Bianca leans forward. The boy’s tiny fingers are twitching, then suddenly stretching out. Reaching. Like he's trying to summon something. “No child does that,” Bianca mutters, her throat dry. “That’s a channel.” Lumina is already standing. She moves to the corner, grabs her satchel, and pulls out a thin vial of red powder. Her hands move quickly, pouring a line across the wooden floor in a wide circle. She doesn’t chant. She doesn’t need to. The powder sizzles as it hits the ground, glowing faintly.

Vince demanded. “And you better reply something along the lines of you didn’t trust Vince enough so you made duplicates and send to him while you kept the originals.” Cole barked as Carson who made a grimace on his face. “I would have eventually told you guys, I promised. Luminary don’t usually consists of seven different types. We are actually twelve.” Carson confessed as Cole and Vince let loose long strings of curses. Most of them directed at Carson but he just winced and took all their insults, he deserved it.

My attention was captured when the news reporter announced developments about Lumina Gallery, prompting me to lean back in my seat and focus on the news. "Lumina Gallery Crisis: Director and Curator Arrested for Embezzlement and Art Fraud, Prompting Temporary Closure Amid Scandal." "In a shocking turn of events, Lumina Gallery, a prominent art institution, finds itself in the midst of a crisis as both its Director and Curator face arrests over allegations of embezzlement and art fraud. The gallery, known for its dedication to promoting contemporary art, is now grappling with a scandal that has forced its closure.

Seraphina's eyes sharpened slightly. "I'm not just developing it for profit," she said. "I want it to become a flagship project for Luminaire Crest." Lucien glanced at her again. "Mixed-use?" he guessed. She nodded. "Residential towers, commercial spaces… and a central hub that connects everything," she explained. "Something modern—but sustainable." A brief pause. "I also plan to integrate Aureline into it." Lucien raised a brow. "Aureline?" "A flagship boutique," she clarified. "Possibly an exhibit space as well. It will strengthen both brands at the same time."

“Her walking through restrictions? Get very used to it.” Inside the chamber was a dome of glass and crystal. No furniture. No shelves. There was just a circular platform in the center, suspended slightly above the ground, with luminous streams flowing toward it from all directions like rivers of light. Above the platform hovered a three-dimensional map of Luminary—glowing, turning slowly. Continents, cities, mountains, and oceans are all made of pure luminous threads. Seraphine’s mouth fell open. “It’s… beautiful," Rian almost cried. “This is the greatest day of my life.”