Lumine X Wanderer Novels & Stories

And lastly the elemental manipulators - the ones that can manipulate one of the elements - earth, water, fire and air. Lucas leans over to swipe along a page. This page highlights something different, something that has question marks placed all over it. A Luminary Influencer. Thought to be able to influence all things, people and places. With practice, their power will flourish and bring peace, conflict or any other emotion they so wish to have people unite with. There has only ever been mention of one Luminary… just the once in werewolf history and that very same person is the one who made this race... Celeste.

Beings of every kind stood together—wolves, humans, merfolk with legs gifted by magic, avian shifters with wings folded, even the star-touched with skin like night sky. ‎ ‎At the center, beneath the great oak, stood a girl named Lumina—my great-great-great-granddaughter, descendant of Elara’s line. She was twelve, silver-haired with Rex’s red eyes, her light already brighter than mine had been at her age. She stood on a platform built around our stones, her small hands glowing, her voice carrying through amplifiers crafted by human and wolf engineers alike. ‎ ‎She did not speak of war or curses. ‎ ‎She spoke of love.

Lorcan shows mild concern smiling while Xim blushes for me. “My husband and son have told me wonderful things,” she says, taking my face in her hands and looking me over. Queen Lilandra twirls me about and pulls me into a hug again. I don’t dare pull away from this embrace as it’s a comfort that she’s accepting me. King Lassiter soon reins in his wife by clearing his throat. “My dear, let her breathe,” he says gently. “Fine, fine,” and she releases me back to Lorcan. “Mother and Father, we would also like you to meet Xim. He’s a sentry warrior from the Nomads. He’s also our fated mate,” Lorcan’s tone is full of pride.

"I'm sure that was just her trickery, right, Darling?" "Sorry, my dear Luna. I agree with Rutherford," Ikaros said. The man glanced at me for a moment, and our eyes met. "I want to scold you. But you look pale. Are you sick?" I refused to answer. I had suddenly turned into a terrifying furry creature, and I began to believe that Lorelei was a witch, or at the very least, I was being pranked and there was a hidden camera capturing my expression. Now the fur was gone from my skin, but I was still traumatized.

Her pain bled into me, and I clenched my jaw against it. We reached the small, secluded clearing first. I stayed close to Lara but gave her space, watching as she paced slowly, arms wrapped around herself. The wait felt endless. Exactly fifteen minutes later, the air shimmered near the treeline. Zephyr stepped out — tall and lean, with blonde-streaked black hair and eyes that glowed faintly with coded runes. Half witch. A faint hum of magic and technology clung to him like static.

The massive axe carved through empty air before crashing into the forest floor with a deafening boom, sending earth, shattered roots, and splintered wood exploding in every direction. In that same seamless motion… Lucien's hand settled upon the hilt of his sword. Shing! Steel sang as the blade left its sheath in a single, flawless flash of silver. It happened so impossibly fast… No eye followed the draw… No one saw the strike. The Wanderer blinked. Confusion crept across his face. For a single heartbeat… He remained standing. Then… A thin crimson line slowly bloomed across his throat. His eyes widened. His head slid cleanly from his shoulders, striking the forest floor with a heavy thud, whi

"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.

Rumi replied to ease her pain. "No! They're hiding me here, because one day I'll be the cause of the conquest of our world. If they don't let me out, that prophecy won't happen," Luna said calmly even though she wanted to explode because of the heavy feeling and discomfort, "No one loves me. Because if they do, they won't let me be miserable and be alone. They will stay by my side because they love me, they won't leave me no matter what. That's how it should be, isn't it?" Rumi was no longer able to open her mouth, she said nothing so Luna got up and went to her small window. She wiped away her tears before looking down at the bottom of the high tower where she was.

CHAPTER 37 ~~REGINA'S POV ~~ Reaching the guest room I went inside and lay down am sure I couldn't sleep walking down the stairs I went to the kitchen to get myself drunk and numb the pain in me, because i can't go to a bar here in moon crescent pack because am sure they would try to attack me in any way possible especially in my weak state but i forgot that no where is safe here in moon crescent pack especially when am everyone's enemy while drinking i felt like someone was watching me but when i turn back i saw no one and it stoped after a while so I left it at that I was pretty drunk and feeling pressed I went to the restroom to relieve myself I came back after few minutes later and conti

I ask, my eyes ignoring my demand to not roam her body and take in her skintight black leggings and an off-the-shoulder oversized t-shirt. “Yeah. Of course.” She says with a false bravado, which makes me smirk. I lean against the doorjamb, crossing my arms over my chest. “What can I help you with?” “I can’t sleep anymore. Maybe we can leave earlier?” She asks. I mull it over for a minute. I haven’t had the time to make the arrangements to get back to where we started. It won’t be easy to find travel accommodations, especially considering her original pack disbanded after her first death. It led to a war streak across all the werewolf nations. Losing the destined Luna.