Luna Nightshade Novels & Stories

" She gestured to the courtyard where several horses waited—massive beasts bred to carry warriors. "Luna tradition. Those who cannot shift ride with the hunt, keeping pace from above while the pack runs below." She grinned. "Besides, you need to learn to ride eventually. Might as well start tonight." I looked at Draven, uncertain. He smiled—a genuine smile that reached his eyes and made my heart stutter. "She is right. You are Luna. You run with your pack, one way or another." He stood, offering his hand. "Come. Let me introduce you to Nightshade. She has been waiting for you." Nightshade was magnificent. Pure black with a coat that gleamed like oil in the moonlight.

"It's a good day for Liana, we shouldn't ruin it for her. Can't you see how happy she's whenever she's with Kenziel?" "But Klaus is more stronger than Kenziel and he's already an alpha while Kenziel is yet to be one..." The second Lady rambled on. "—if I were in her shoes, I would have chosen Klaus a million times, yeah!" "To Liana, the soon-to-be Luna of Alpha Kenziel, and Dark Knight pack." Afraid that those words might hurt Liana, the blonde one toasts, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Cheers to your new happiness, Liana!"

“I think we’re past that point now.” “What does it do?” I asked, not trusting the desperate hope blooming in my chest. “It contains lunar witch energy. Suppresses it without the chemical damage of the drugs I was using.” Gabriel’s eyes stayed on Mia. “It will hide you from the Hunters’ senses. Stop the burn from using your power.”

' Cade continued almost like he was reading my mind. 'If anything does happen to me here. Tessa is the Luna. She will still be the Luna.' I command. I was serious about that. She would be a fantastic Luna. She was so compassionate towards other people. 'They already know that. But we'll back her up.' Cade assured me. I then faced ahead and ran like there was no tomorrow. We didn't stop until we got to the boarder of the Blood Moon Pack. We didn't see any patrols but that didn't mean that they weren't there.

"Work. I command thee to give me powers." She laughed out as she turned to Lilian, "See. Broken." She sniffled, "Just like me." Lilian pulled her in again, "You are not broken. The moon goddess chose you for a reason. You will see that soon enough." Aria detached herself, staring at the down end of the territory. The Nightshade territory was beautiful. The flowers lined and trimmed to perfection. The little fountain that sat in the middle made her think of a wishing well. She wished it was true. She would have long ago wished away Seraphina and the mark then wished that she would see her mother.

They were all bearing the mark of the Luna. Hyacinth Luminar, the young girl with a rare power that comes from the bloodline of the Luna Luminar, a legendary Luna from the eighteenth century. From the moment she was born, the Moon Goddess already bestows her the sun, and the moon collided, and with the two enemies align, the light came shining on the newborn pup. Well, at least that’s how I remembered about Hyacinth's popular story.

"Just this once Clara, I'll listen. I just hope you are right." "One more thing," I continued. "Your gift, why can't Lydia use it? She is the Luna of the Nightshade after all. I figured if she had a gift like that, she would have escaped or Alexios would have branded her with a slave crest." Elliot crept towards the curtains of my room. They were pitch black. The ebony shifted in response to the wind. From a distance, it looked as if it were a true liquid. "The gift of shadows has been long lost to my people. With practice and a magnitude of luck, perhaps the luna would one day be able to use the gifts of her blood but I doubt it. Lydia Nightshade is a first generation mixblood."

The group moved with skilled speed, collecting weapons and supplies for the upcoming trip. As I helped coordinate our forces, my mind raced with memories of Clearwater. The abuse I went through, the feeling of being alone, and the deep hurt from Asher turning me away. But along with these sad memories, there were also brief moments of kindness – friends who attempted to assist me, and older people who were nice to me when they had the chance. I pushed the memories aside, focusing on the present. Whatever awaited us in Clearwater, I was no longer the weak, abused girl I had once been. I was Aurora Nightshade, Luna of the Blackstone Pack, daughter of the Moon Goddess. I had faced my fears and

“You think that you are capable of handing over a pack to me, I hate to admit it, but the Nightshade pack is powerful and you can't just walk in there and take control” “I know, but I am the Luna. I helped build the pack into what it is today, and if there is anyone who can help you achieve this, it's me!” Her voice was consumed with determination; no doubt that she knew what she wanted and was ready to go to any length to get it, but then I was more curious as to what she wanted that had brought her here late at night. “In exchange for helping take over the pack, what do you want?” She let out a deep breath and then moved closer to me; with each step that she took closer to me, her scent be

The demon had won and knew it. While my mate was paralyzed for my sake, licks of flame began to sprout from the Earth in a circle around the demon and myself. The wolf glanced at the hellfire then locked eyes with me, understanding he only had a few precious seconds before I was ripped away from him. “Renrik,” he whispered. “My name is Renrik Duskborne,” his voice grew louder - fearless and voracious. Valefar might have won the fight through underhanded tactics, but Renrik’s will would remain unbroken. “And I will crash the gates of Hell to win you back, my Luna!”