Lumine X Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Tillamuk pointed out. I nodded at him. Xlythenteum more than any of us knows what those two packs are capable of. He came to us after his clan was wiped out. His father tried to kidnap the previous Luna of the Blue Lunar Eclipse Pack. Xlythenteum’s mother was not his father’s fated mate and for some reason he had developed an obsession with the Luna. Xlythenteum is half vampire and half wolf. His mother was the daughter of an alpha that his father kidnapped years before. She happened to be someone else's fated mate, but he had become obsessed with her. Xlythenteum had been away when the pack attacked his clan. His father was the first one killed which was not unexpected. The only other to su

He pulled the red feather through the connection, and every time he tugged, I felt Lumi’s heartbeat stutter across the miles. "Stop it, Kael!" I lunged forward, but the black web caught my ankles. It felt like cold oil, thick and suffocating, pulling me down into the black sand. "You don't see the danger, Amara," Kael said. His voice was a monotone drone, vibrating with the authority of a God. "Lumi is the XIX. She is the fire that will burn the world to ash. To save the pack, I must extinguish the spark."

For a heartbeat, I worried I’d said too much, or too little. “With this being said,” I exhaled softly, steadying my voice, “I present to you what I might call Lumé. From Lumen, meaning light, representing purity and subtlety.” Cassia walked forward with poised confidence, handing the slender bottle to Mr. Julien first, then to the other board members. The bottle itself shimmered faintly under the light, frosted glass with a golden rim, simple yet magnetic. Julien turned it over in his hand, inspecting it like it was something rare. He pressed the nozzle, a soft pssst filling the air, and mist rained over the test strip. He waved it lightly, then lifted it to his nose.

Reaching out to the tumbler which contained Tequila Slammer, Baron chugged down the liquid and slightly scrunched his nose when it burned the back of his throat. Dropping the cue stick on the table, he slid his left hand into the pocket of his knee length pants while his right hand twirled the tumbler. He was shirtless and a part of his tattoos which were colored gleamed under the lights. He downed the liquor again as he stared into oblivion. Different thoughts rummaged through his mind. The past few months in X-habit had been bloody. Some unknown gunmen of an unknown rival gang had attacked them twice and they had lost a few of their men.

The blue light of millions of smartphone screens illuminated the night like a digital plague. In a plush, white-marbled penthouse high above the city, Luna was in the middle of the performance of her life. She leaned into the camera of her high-end ring light, her features softened by a mourning filter that made her skin look like translucent porcelain.

Elise muttered, rubbing her temples. Raven’s jaw was tight. “The moment we left Medellín, Eris pivoted. They’ve launched something new on the network—something they’re calling ‘Lumen.’” Sophia froze. “Lumen? As in—” “As in they’ve stolen our name,” Raven said flatly. “And the concept. Except theirs isn’t about preserving truth. It’s about flooding the network with personalized ‘truth experiences.’ Each one tailored to the user’s biases, fears, and emotional triggers. It’s like our Project Lumen, but weaponized.”

After exchanging ideas on training warriors, Xander teases, “I heard you’ve found your mate.” I smile, “Yes, she’s a human mate.” Xander and I have known each other for decades. There’s no need to keep it from him. Xander raises his eyebrows. “Does she know about the Luna?” I nod and take on a troubled look. “She knows it and accepts it. It’s Eva. I don’t understand what’s wrong with her today.” Xander shrugs. “Yeah, she seems a little weird today.” That’s an understatement. She’s insane today.

Not ever. Lucy’s eyes gleamed as she laid out the plan. “I’ll slip an ivy extract into Zaphyr’s drink—fast acting. He won’t have more than five minutes before it takes hold. In that time, Thorne and the warriors will ensure no one’s close enough to hear his last screams.” Her voice was cold, precise. The kind of plan only someone who’d danced with danger countless times could devise. As she was talking, an idea hit me just then.

Luke continued and I was starting to feel choked up. “You have brought a light back into this pack that we didn’t know we were missing. You have turned our foul Alpha into the kind of Alpha we always believed him to be. You brought harmony and allies to our pack, that we wouldn’t have accepted in the past. I speak for the pack as a whole when I say, welcome home Luna, we are glad you have returned to us, and we hope you accept becoming our Luna.”