Lunala Novels & Stories

I watched her suspiciously as she began tapping furiously at her phone’s screen. “If you think I am going to find peace by scrolling through wolf reels of Alpha thirst trap and moonlit aesthetic edits ...” Jenna burst out laughing, holding up one hand. “Girl, please! This phone isn’t for reels. It’s a magical device, ancient sorcery mixed with modern sin.” I gave her a blank stare. “This sentence alone is enough to make me worry for you.” With a sly grin, Jenna turned the screen towards me. “Behold LuneLink!

The mark on my shoulder pulsed under moonlight. Not pain, something worse. It whispered my name in a tongue I’d never learned. “Do you hear it too?” Dax asked, voice shaking. I nodded. The Moon wasn’t speaking to me anymore. It was commanding me. Lira entered the war chamber in crimson, not mourning. “The Luna throne sits empty,” she purred. “And the Alpha hesitates. Perhaps I should rule.” The elders didn’t laugh. They listened. She smiled at Vaeron, then looked at me. This wasn’t politics.

Hido asked, incredulous. “Well, Taiga’s not confirmed,” Maya admitted. “But I’m sure he is. He’s tall, strong, insanely confident. It fits.” Hido made a thoughtful sound on the other end of the line. “You’re forgetting something, Maya. Lunas exist.” Maya blinked, sitting up straighter in bed. “Lunas?” “Yeah. They’re even rarer than Enigmas. And they rank above every other secondary gender. Luna, Prime Luna, Elite Prime Luna... if one of your boys is a Luna, especially an Elite Prime Luna, that would explain a lot.”

Betsy pulled her up with all her might, wrinkling her nose. "I'll be right back." Betsy disappeared and reappeared almost immediately with a vial in her hand. "This is the Lunaria. It is a concoction made from rare, moon-petal flowers, known for their cooling properties and ability to soothe fevers." Betsy said Emberlynn continued to stare at the soft pale blue color, reminiscent of the moon's gentle glow in the vial. "You should drink it," Betsy extended the vial to her, and Emberlynn shook her head, a skeptical look adoring her face.

’ Lizzy had feelings for me and never hesitated to flaunt herself around me. ‘Hi Doc, The Luna has been having a tough week. Alpha Zephyr will bring her to you shortly. Please give her pills to help her sleep. She has barely slept for an hour straight in the past five nights and the Alphas are worried sick.’ I sent a message to Dr. Alberto this time around. If Reign could be knocked out then we could successfully get her out of the picture. ‘Sure, I will give her something to help her sleep properly.’ Dr. Alberto replied.

These tall attractive statuesque women responded: “Did you really come to see healer Lila?” A thin woman, whose height seemed to be considerably above average, approached her. The woman had dark hair, and she was grayed at the temples. She inspected me with all the vigor and glare that she possessed in her eyes suddenly. "So," she said in a cold voice. “This is our new Luna. I nodded and tried to stand under her watch. "Yes, I'm Lyra. It's an honor to meet you, Healer Lila." She raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? And what exactly do you know about healing, little omega?"

The other Lunas were already seated around the large, ornate table when I entered. Luna Alanna, the Luna Queen, sat at the head, her silver hair gleaming in the sunlight streaming through the tall windows. “Luna Hannah,” Alanna said curtly. “You have returned.” “We heard about the deepfake,” one of the Lunas said abruptly, before I could so much as greet Alanna. I flinched. The pain must have shown on my face, because another Luna quickly added, “These things happen to Alphas and Lunas. It’s alright.”

Aiden muttered, throwing me a glance that screamed behave. "Anyway, today we're going to talk about the Luna ceremony," he continued, fidgeting through some papers as if he had some kind of scandalous secret hidden among them. Luna ceremony?" I blurted, my heart plummeting. I thought I knew what it was, but deep down, I so wished I was wrong. "Er. you know, the ceremony or bonding between the Luna and her Alpha," Elder Marbel said, half-heartedly as if she'd just discovered a damp sock in her wash.

Lyra I arrived at the Luna's house just as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden hue across the hills. The evening air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and earth, Calista's favorite, I thought, as I walked up the gravel driveway. This is because I perceive this scent more than others here.

Lunaria's voice suddenly cut through the air, sharp and dangerous. Her fierce red eyes locked onto the driver. "This is not the route to the Moon Oracle! Where are you taking us?" Before I could even react, the driver whipped around and sprayed a fine mist directly into her face. Lunaria froze instantly, her body going completely rigid. Her eyes widened in shock and burning rage as she struggled against the paralysis. Her muscles twitched violently as she tried to shift forms, but the chemical held her trapped, helpless and frozen in place. A low, furious growl escaped her throat before her voice failed completely.