Luna Roja Novels & Stories

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.

“If you want me to truly forgive you, then let the wolf live.” Nicholas was appalled. Was his Luna crazy? What is she thinking, defending a rogue? Does she know who this lady is?

Their whiskey is top shelf. “Say, Ian, doesn’t that Luna look an awful lot like the rogue bitch who escaped not too long ago?”. Ian turns in his chair and watches as the brunette beauty obliviously walk past us with her alpha. “Nah, that wolf had no hopes of becoming a luna. She was a dejected, sad little female. That luna is far too sophisticated”. I wasn’t too sure. I myself haven’t had a chance to ‘participate’ with her as Ezekiel used her mostly himself but there is something so familiar about those green eyes.

I could see the wheels churning, as if he was just not quite able to put the pieces together. “Yes, I am Luna of the Red Moon Pack. I am also guardian wolf for my sister, who is a red wolf. The one that Alpha Carlson was desperate to try to force to mate with him despite not even being 18. So, if you think for a second that I am going to come anywhere with you, you are greatly mistaken.”

The Luna. "My lady, the silver breath pack which is also the closest to ours are been attacked by a large group of rouges. Although their warriors are highly trained, they are small in number and won't be able to hold out for long." A broad looking guy with a scar on his left cheek explains. "So." Amelia doesn't even bat an eyelash as her gaze browse through the crowd. She should have been the Luna instead of me.... she'd be perfect. Too bad she can't mate her own brother.or can she.

Long enough to know that the Luna who stood before her was Luna Ariana Nathaniel, chosen to Alpha David Nathaniel who was the owner of one of the most flourished food companies in the world. “The reason why we are here is simple. It is about Luna Roland, she has no right to be part of us any longer as her husband is now deceased”, the luna declared. Daphne’s eyes darted over to the luna in question, Luna Helena Roland; she had tears in her eyes and did not look like her usual self.

“You are about to be crowned. You cannot look like you just crawled out of a river.” “I feel like I just crawled out of a battle,” Luna said wryly. “My hands are shaking more now than when I faced Selene’s shadow.” Rhea stepped back, hands on hips, and gave her a long, assessing look. Luna wore no gown of spun silk. Her tunic was deep midnight blue, embroidered at collar and cuffs with silver thread that caught the light like frost. Her trousers were black, well-fitted, made for movement. Her boots were scuffed but polished.

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.

Dren snapped. “They’re not here for war. They want her. They’ve said it. This is personal.” Another voice now softer, but no less sharp. It was Elira, a former hunter and now one of Kade’s most trusted advisors. Her amber eyes flicked toward Charollet. “They believe she carries the mark. The mark of a true-blood Luna. A human mated to a beast. That’s prophecy to some. Power to others.” “They think taking her gives them power,” Dren said grimly. “And weakens Kade.”

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”