Lunar Chronicles Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They both chorus , Taking a fewer step closer to me with their head to the floor . "But I already said I'm less available for this and you can't be talking to me with your head to the floor ,I don't bite neither would I hurt you if you stares at me "I mumble. "We are sorry ma'am,but we would be defying the order if we stares rightfully at the Luna face "they both mutters . "And who is the Luna if I may asked ?"I retorted ,not knowing how to respond and also their sudden tendency for respect and how they were so passionate about it all .

She stood in the office chair to be on eye level with him. “Anna you have your destined mate,” Lucas was a little nervous but didn’t betray it in his tone. “I want you,” Anna threw herself into Lucas’s arms and pressed their lips together hard. Lucas gently peeled her off of him and sat her on the ground. “My answer is no Anna, I will not take a marked women as my chosen mate. Please leave and we will never speak of this, ever.” Anna looked angry, Lucas didn’t know Anna could get angry. “You’ll live to regret this. I’m supposed to be Lady Luna, Alpha Lord.” ***End Flashback***

I told her chuckling which caused her to giggle. "Well I was thinking about it last night, and I could be completely wrong, but maybe he senses your mate near by. There are three little Alpha girls in the packhouse right now that are all only three years old. You read the same book I did. The book said that Lunar's mate, your mate, would awaken thirteen years after Lunar did. So, you've had him for three years, and if your incredibly powerful blessed Lunar full moon wolf woke up when you were thirteen, then chances are his powerful mate blessed Lunar dark moon wolf would wake up when it's human counterpart is thirteen too, right? Maybe it's one of the little girls that are here and he can se

One step. Darius grabbed his arm. “Alpha. The Law. You interfere, she’s disqualified. The pup dies.” Kieran went still. But his eyes… God, his eyes promised Luna Mother a slow death. I tasted blood. I licked it away and looked her in the eye. “Seven months,” I said. “Not six. If you’re going to insult me, get the timeline right.” A ripple went through the pack. No one talked back to Luna Mother. Her smile widened. “Good. You have teeth. You’ll need them.”

The worn pages calmed me, the faded ink carrying me into another world. It was a book about wolves’ history. Stories of ancient packs, battles fought under blood moons, legends of the Moon Goddess blessing chosen ones. I loved reading it, even if nobody knew I could read. They never let me go to school, but I had taught myself in secret. The book was my hidden treasure. Through it, I learned things nobody thought I should know. That the Wolf’s Crest had once chosen the strongest Lunas. That the Moon Feast was more than just food and dancing it was power, hidden under rituals. And sometimes, I wondered… if the Moon still watched us, still cared.

Vixen kneeled down to me and attempted to give me some type of comfort as I slowly began to collect myself, “ “ I know this is a lot to absorb. I have been trapped inside this Lunar Paradox for over three hundred years and it still is overwhelming to me from time to time , “ “ Lunar what ? Why didn’t you tell me ? , “ “ To be fair , I did not expect anyone from the outside world to stumble upon this village after its untimely destruction. Let alone one of the few Lycons in existence, “ “Whatever , just tell me how to get out of this loop , “

I dismissed him with instructions to keep me informed of anything further, and sat alone in my study long after he'd gone, staring at nothing in particular while three years of memory rearranged themselves against this new, unwelcome context. She was your Luna. I was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. I'd dismissed the words at the time as desperation, a woman grasping for any leverage to keep her position once I'd already decided her fate. Now I understood, with a sickening clarity, that she hadn't been grasping for anything. She'd been telling me the plain, unadorned truth, and I'd been too consumed by Lyra's careful performance of vulnerability to hear it.

I just wanted to jump on and keep you up to date on The Luna's Fated Mate writing schedule. As I menitioned in a previous post, I lost one of my fur babies a week ago. It was unexpected and has thrown off my writing schedule this past week. I apologize for this and wanted to let you know, I have a couple work committments this week that will prevent me writing but I will be back on Thursday with the next chapter. The story will wrap up in the next week.

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

I started to panic so I reached for the door and immediately regretted it cause the next thing I knew my back was against the wall and Archer's body was so close to mine. “Lunar, please let me go,” He still didn’t answer me, just placed his lips on mine. Lunar has kissed me once before. His kiss was rough and dominating just like him but right now he was being gentle and kissed me with a passion I wish Archer would. After a minute or two he pulls away and steps back. “Happy birthday Lily,” Lunar finally says. “Thank you,” “If Archer doesn't mind, do you want to dance with me?” “I’d like that but he has to get Clara back. He’s not happy what I did,”