Novel & Cerita Luna Luna Forgotten Fantasy Review

But someone had to show up at the wedding so that’s why I was here now. He approached me and took one of my hands. OK here it comes, I am about to be a Luna. Everyone looked excited, especially our parents, together they’ll become an invincible pack. Except for Curtis, he had no facial expression, just like a stone, looking at me deadly in the eyes. He stared at me for like a whole century and then shook off my hand. “I reject you as my mate.” Then he ran and disappeared. Are you fucking kidding me? Seemed like everyone here had the habit of running away. Ugh, Am I the only one who knows what responsibility means?

She completely forgot about Andrius and Fatty Frank in the office. When she finally flipped to the last page, the corners of her mouth rose subconsciously. “This is...” Luna’s beautiful eyes stared at Andrius as if wanting to see through him. “Who wrote this script? Be honest with me!” “A friend.” Andrius asked, “Do you think it’s okay?” “Okay?” Luna rolled her eyes and exclaimed, “If this script is the clouds, then the original script is simply mud. There’s no way to compare them at all!”

Sebastian held out his hand in front of his companions. Luna nodded and just listened to what they were saying as they sat around the spacious and large room. “That competition was called ᜀᜅ᜔ᜀᜅ᜔ ᜋᜎᜃᜐ᜔,” Lucy said. They continued to impart knowledge about the palace to the princess. She still listened to their stories even though she was reading books about their kingdom. Luna felt at ease, she felt safe with new acquaintances. From day one she already considered them as her friends. She realized that she's no longer alone because there are actually people waiting for her and wants to get to know her.

That I would surrender. But I hadn’t. Not yet. I smiled again — this time with my teeth. A smile full of fury. Of fire. A quiet war behind the curve of my lips. They think I’m theirs. They think I’m tamed. But they don’t know what I’m carrying. Not just a child… But a promise. A storm. A memory they can’t erase. A Luna that still belongs to her true Alpha. Even if he’s gone. Even if the world thinks otherwise.

"We're going too." "Where, Alpha?" Kael looked out the window toward the forest. "To bring back our Luna." --- *OTHER SIDE - THE FOREST* Lyra sat under an old tree. Soaked. In her bag was that old photo. Her and Kael at 20. She took it out. Looked at it. Was about to tear it. Her hand stopped. A voice came from behind: "Don't tear it." Lyra turned. _Kael_ stood there. 10 feet away. In the rain.

They turned into shapes, tall, luminous beings with eyes like burning moons and long robes. One took a step forward. He possessed crystal horns. His expression was sorrowful but compassionate. He bowed his head and whispered, "Welcome, Daughter of Flame." "Who are you?" I inquired. He answered, "We are the Forgotten." "Gods who were excommunicated for their decision to choose love over power." I looked at Killian. He looked confused, too. “You were gods?” he inquired. “Yes,” the horned one responded. “And now, we guard what was abandoned.”

But this is no easy sleeper. “She loved long ago in a tall beautiful castle, made of ash. She was an only child to the Luna and Alpha, their prized possession.” My voice cracks with emotion as I continue my story, “it was the night of her eleventh birthday, the day filling with laughter and joy as the princess couldn’t be any happier. Luna and Alpha decorated the entire castle for her, with glitter and ribbons. Everything a little girl could dream of she had. A cake that was made to touch the sky, decorated beautifully with pink flowers and a princess that looked just like her sitting on top. Every little wish she had granted. But what no body could expect was a surprise visitor..” my voice

"I can feel its consciousness now. It's not attacking the sanctuary - it's trying to communicate." *How do you know that?* Vincent asked urgently. "Because I'm stretched across so many dimensions, touching so many beings, that I can sense the intent behind the movement," Luna replied. "The Forgotten isn't waking to hunt. It's waking because it's lonely. It's been feeding on our consciousness all this time, and now it's beginning to crave direct contact." Luna did something unprecedented. Without asking permission from anyone, without consulting with Vincent or the Originals or the sanctuary beings themselves, she reached down into the depths of the sanctuary and made contact with the Forgott

The remaining shard of the Luna Star hovered above her palm, pulsing in sync with my heartbeat. “She’s not just coming,” Lys whispered. “She’s awakening.” Kael helped me to my feet. “What do we do?” I staggered forward, tasting lightning on my tongue. “We fight.” My body burned with a strange new power—neither Luna nor human. I felt like a vessel filled with stars and static. And something inside me whispered: Let go. The first wave hit. The Forgotten-born charged—elongated limbs, jagged mouths, shrieking curses that shattered the air. Kael moved first, his blade singing through flesh and smoke. Nyra followed, her frost magic coating the earth in thick sheets of ice.

Amusement flickered across her features. “So, you’re the new healer?” she mused, tilting her head slightly. Ayla forced her shoulders to relax, keeping her expression neutral, unreadable. Liana didn’t recognize her. Of course, she wouldn’t. Her face had changed after the rebirth. “Yes, my lady,” Ayla said softly, lowering her gaze in false submission. Liana scoffed, stepping further inside. The silk of her robe rustled with the movement, trailing behind her like the robes of a queen surveying her domain. “How dull,” she murmured, almost to herself. “I was hoping for someone a bit more… impressive.”