Luna Rising Novels & Stories

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“I thought I loved you. Now I know it was just a silly, foolish crush and it’s gone. It’s dust now. Because Briss...I need to get him back. I need him safe. With me. The lemon scent that tracked us, he must be up North. Padgett has gone into her protective state, the coven is masked from strangers but I will be able to find it. Luna Ruth is planning something, she must be…” I'm rambling with panic but every second apart from Briss is a risking him. “Zena, we're going into battle with Rising Star tomorrow. Every man is committed and ready. There’s nothing I can do.” “Let me do a reading then. Let me see what will happen after this Full Moon if you stick to your plan. You’ve spent all these mo

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.

"My Luna was chosen by powers you cannot comprehend. She is fated to birth my heirs into the new dawning I have wrought!" Elias opened his mouth to talk, but I cut him off with an imperious gesture as my authority swelled through the sanctum. "I will hear no further dissent," I decreed in a voice that brooked no argument. "Tomorrow at the rise of the Celestial Dog Star, Lyra will ascend and be formally received as my Luna before the assembled pack. Her consecration to nurture my progeny into cosmic supremacy will be made manifest." A harsh growl rumbled in my throat as I rose, allowing the intensity of the inevitability blazing within me to radiate out like the coronal flares of a newborn st

I have fought ever since then. "It is all over now. You are one of the Alphas. You are strong and you are ahead." Reign's words were reassuring but I knew better. We knew better. Reign pressed her lips to mine and I tasted her sweet strawberry shortcake and vanilla. The perfect combination for Ghost. "It does not happen like that Luna. When the moon is at its fullest and our kind are at their highest strength, when enemies stay away for fear, we are prey because of our demise and depend on those we protect for protection in the month-long drag of the effects of doomsday." Dante spoke with so much sadness the atmosphere contacted it.

"That was exactly what I said." Luna's insides twitched; they were here because of her, after all. She couldn't just let them ruin the pack she had lived in all her life. She had to turn herself in; that was the only chance of survival and helping the pack. 'Father, only I can stop this.' She mindlinked him. 'The Monsell wants me for breeding because I am an altamunar.' Bartram's gaze shifted to Luna. 'What?!' 'Phoebe and Griffin will explain better.'

Luna entered Louis' office, her heart racing with anticipation and excitement. She had meticulously planned this encounter, determined to seduce Louis and further her ambitions. Her eyes scanned the room, craving the power and luxury that filled the space. She dreamed of the day when this would all be hers. "Mr. Morris," Luna spoke, her voice laced with a hint of seduction. "I wanted to talk to you about something... important." Louis looked up from his desk, his expression icy and distant. "What is it, Luna?"

belly, whispering, “It’s okay, little one. We don’t need him. We’ll be just fine.”Three Days LaterLuna sat in her small apartment, curled up on the couch with her knees pulled to her chest. The clock on the wall ticked loudly, each second stretching longer than the last.The phone rang, and she jumped. Her hands trembled as she picked it up. “Hello?”“Miss Luna,” a cool, professional voice said. “This is Mr. Cross’s office. He’d like you to come to his estate immediately.”“His estate?” she repeated, confused.“Yes. Mr. Cross has requested your presence this evening. A car will pick you up shortly.”The line went dead before she could argue.Luna stared at her phone, her heart pounding. Why did h

"I feel—nothing. Empty. She was—everything. My purpose. My faith. What am I without Her?" Luna crouched. "Alive," she said. "And free. What you do with that is your choice." She stood. Looked around the clearing. Her wolves stared at her. Not with relief. With *awe.* And something else. Fear. She was glowing too brightly. Moving too smoothly. Her voice was too layered. She was not Luna anymore. Not fully. She was the Heir. Ascended. Transformed. Orion pushed through the crowd, stopping a few paces away.

"Go. Both of you. Think about what kind of man you want to be. The kind who kills babies? Or the kind who finds another way." They left. Slowly. Reluctantly. But they left. I closed the door. Locked it. Luna and I were alone. "It's just us now, baby girl," I whispered. She looked up at me. Her silver eyes were full of trust. Love. "No one's going to hurt you. I promise." The magic pulsed inside me. Stronger now. Like it was responding to my words. Tomorrow night, the blood moon will rise. Tomorrow night, we'd find out what Luna was really meant to do.