Luna Nera Books Novels & Stories

“The survey should go out tonight, not on paper, but digitally, so they can’t steal them. And a photo of this text from one of the founders of the Harem.” The Goddess whispers her will in the dreams of those who were born to carry out this tradition. It is her word that this is done. The Luna’s Harem was to save and protect all those who entered to be the mother of the next true blessing. This is why Luna’s word is law in her Harem, and those who enter forfeit their old ranks to be reborn with a new one as is her will. Alpha Jason nodded, pulling out his tablet. “I’ll have the digital survey sent out immediately. And I agree about including that passage from the founding texts. It should rem

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

Liam's voice is tight. Aldara doesn't answer immediately. She moves to another shelf. Pulls down a different text. Reads faster. "Aldara," Marcus says. "What did you find?" She looks up. Her ancient eyes are wide. Afraid. "The Dormant Luna isn't just a bridge between species," she says slowly. "She's a key." "A key to what?" I ask. Aldara sets the book down on the pedestal beside the lunar stone. Points to a passage written in larger script.

Watching Valen. On the third night, Luna woke to Damian’s hand over her mouth. “Don’t make a sound,” he whispered. King-gold eyes sharp in the dark. Footsteps. Outside their door. Stopping. The handle turned. Locked. But the lock clicked. Someone was coming in. Damian pulled Luna behind him. Claws out, but no Alpha strength to back them. Just the king-bond. Just rage. The door opened. Nyra slipped inside. Red eyes glowing in the dark. She carried no weapon. Just a book. Bound in black leather.

“She already has an heir and the backing of a powerful pack.” “Why should I be?” Kesha accepted the glass with a smirk. “I’m going to kill every last one of them. Now that I know where they’re hiding her, all I need is the perfect moment. And with Luna Nera almost upon us...” Her smile widened. “What could be better?” “At Luna Nera, black witches regain their full power. So will we,” Ron mused. “But what about Orion? He’s not someone to underestimate. Are you planning to kill him too?”

“I don’t cry.” “You don’t do a lot of things.” Lena cleared her throat from the window post. I hadn't realized she was in the room all along. she stepped forward with arms full of herbs and bandages. Her presence was accompanied by a sharp scent of mint and oud, mingled with something raw and earthy. “Our Luna is awake,” she said softly, though her eyes were all business, scanning me with the precision of someone trained to see pain before it’s spoken. “She hit her head,” Rael said, rising. “She was out cold when I found her.”

“A weak, unwanted nothing. You might have a new pack, but deep down, you'll always be that pathetic girl we all knew.” I felt Xander tense beside me, ready to defend my honor, but I placed a hand on his arm. This was my battle to fight. Taking a deep breath, I stepped closer to Kara, my voice low but clear. “You're right Kara. I've changed a lot. Now, I'm stronger and more powerful than you ever thought possible. I'm the real Luna, selected by the Moon Goddess herself. And I'm here to help protect your pack, whether you want me to or not. So I recommend you stop your small-minded dislike and concentrate on staying alive.”

“Tonight is the night, princess. Tonight is the beginning of a new chapter in your life. I am certain that your mate will be a remarkable werewolf. Someone who will match your strength and good heart. I know you will be a wonderful Luna, and the goddess will bless us with a worthy alpha through you. “Eliza said, and Aurora's heart raced with anticipation. Serena and Eliza's words fueled Aurora's excitement and anticipation. She couldn't help but imagine who her mate would be. How handsome he'd look, how powerful he'd be, what his story would be for not being available for all these years… She had so many expectations, and she couldn't wait to go down to the celebration and finally meet him.

“Lia’s death wasn’t the work of my pack. In fact, the truth about her death lies much closer to home than you realize.” Caleb’s heart raced as he struggled to process Damien’s cryptic statement. His mind flashed back to the night Lia died, the betrayal, the anguish. Could it be true? Had he been wrong all along? As Caleb grappled with Damien’s revelation, another memory surfaced—Eliana. Her face, her voice, her presence that felt so hauntingly familiar. The oldest wolf’s words echoed in his mind: The Moon Goddess granted Luna to be reborn but with someone else's body.