Luna Rising Novels & Stories

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

Rora pushes her away, “So where is a good spot?” Luna points a knowing finger at her, taking a few steps back. She flings her arms into the air, and spins. Suddenly she stops. Rora just stares. Luna's eyes are white, this shows she’s tapping into her powers. In a deep voice that isn’t Lunas she demands, “Go to a river and wait. When the moon lights up the grass and shows it’s self to the water, the one you need will appear.” A gust of wind blows both sisters to the ground. They stare at each other in fear, and excitement. They jumps up and hold hands, spinning around in circles. Laughter fills the air. They abruptly stop at the sounds a confused voice.

She met my gaze, her eyes reflecting determination. Isabella passed me the shimmering symbol, infused with ancient power—a crescent moon woven with intricate symbols of strength and unity. "Where do you want it?" I asked Benita. On my arm, she replied as she extended it. With careful precision, I pressed the heated metal against her forearm. She flinched, the sensation of heat and tingling spreading, but she gritted her teeth, steadfast through the marking. As I finished, the symbol glowed softly, marking her as my Luna and leader of the Moonrise pack.

Each verse unfolded like a vibrant tapestry, illustrating Luna's unwavering spirit. The crowd listened in rapt attention as the bards transitioned to the personal chapters of Luna's life. The lyrics spoke of Luna's alliance with Alpha Burst, the enchanting honeymoon beneath the celestial glow, and the joyous announcement of Luna's pregnancy. The songs painted a vivid picture of Luna's journey, captivating the hearts of those who bore witness.

If I had my way, I would hide my Luna inside the room till they left. His wife too…this slut! Why was she staring at my wife's boobs like that? I could swear I saw her licking her lips. I would make sure that Landon and his wife would take the room at the far end of the pack. These days my Luna had been acting so strange, I did not need people tempting her and giving her mother watering offers. “So tell me, Nicholas. What have you been giving to our Luna, she looks so shiny and plump! I like what I'm seeing,” Riley asked me.

She had already set her course, and nothing would deter her now. Nova stood near the front of the room, her back straight and her head held high. She was the picture of grace and poise, her long black gown flowing around her like a second skin. Her eyes were trained on Luca as she smiled to herself, certain of what was about to come. She had been Luca’s closest ally for years, his confidante, his partner in every way that mattered. It was her time. She would finally take her rightful place by his side as Luna, and nothing would stand in her way, she also knew that Luca would chose her because she has the best family who is in to support Luca so he could get the throne.

The girl beamed and ran off, leaving Diego staring at Erika in shock. “Luna?” His voice was sharp, questioning. “Since when did you start calling yourself that?” Erika met his gaze evenly. “Since they needed one.” Diego scoffed. "You just decided to take the title? I thought you didn't believe in the prophecy." She exhaled, crossing her arms. "I don’t. But a Luna isn’t just about a prophecy, Diego. It’s about leadership. Guidance. Strength. These people don’t just follow Malrik because he’s their Alpha. They need someone else—someone who sees them, understands them, fights for them in ways he can't."

I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready. I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would show at a glance that I am Luna. I had to ask Denise for help as she is good with fashion. As I was heading back, I overheard the workers discussing. “Did you see the banners? Absolutely magnificent.” “I heard the Alpha of the Northern Cliffs is here. Imagine traveling all that way!”

"I want to be free, and you're the one who's gonna help me, Luna. It's up to you, or the moon will decide for you." The relic flared with a sudden brilliance, blinding light. Luna screamed and dropped it as the ground beneath them started to shake. “What’s happening?” Kade shouted, reaching for her. The voice of the spirit rang out above the tumult. "The moon rises, it is time, Luna Callen, you must choose." Luna fixed her gaze on the relic, its glow throbbing in rhythm with her agitated pulse. Her squad encircled her, expressions etched with both fear and resolve.

“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.”