Lunar Chronicles Jacin Novels & Stories

It became a guiding light, offering wisdom, guidance, and support to those traversing the multidimensional landscapes of self-realization. The essence of Luna's memoir evolved into an ethereal chronicle called the "Chronicles of Eternal Truth." Within its celestial pages resided the timeless wisdom of countless authentic beings, immortalized through their experiences and reflections. The chronicles became a cosmic library, a celestial source of inspiration for seekers of authenticity throughout the cosmic continuum.

Watching her grow into a mature woman may well be worth the effort. A smile now breaks through Jace's face. “I trust you, Moon Goddess. I know what you decide is to everyone's advantage," he whispers to the moon now. And then he finds Enrick backing away from the window and disappearing into his room. Daylight breaks through, the area around the packhouse is now nicely lit. Jace recalls spending hours in the woods and getting very little sleep. Waiting for the Luna Queen left him dozing off but not really resting. He will then have to postpone his planned meeting with the Alpha. Sleep is preferred at this moment. Having made up his mind, he deliberately steps into the packhouse with the inte

I stopped and read it. It talked about how Lycan's were more powerful because of their direct descendance from the Moon Goddess. In particular, it was believed that the blood carried magic through the bloodlines, allowing for the wolves to be stronger and smarter. Some wolves were even able to control magic themselves, but it hadn't been heard of in centuries. The rest of the pages looked as if they were in a foreign language, so I flipped to the next divider. I was instantly intrigued as this one was titled 'Inheritance'. I turned it over and found a note dedicated to Jo from her father.

Lucien’s eyes darkened. “They’re testing me again,” he snarled. “Lunar storms are due. The dampeners will flicker.” Vera’s pulse raced. “The tremors start at midnight. You’ll lose control again.” Lucien rose to his feet, chains rattling like thunder. “Then I need you now—before I snap.” He leaned in until their breaths mingled. “Hold me. Anchor me.” She hesitated. The thought of binding her power to his savage wolf—untamed, explosive—filled her veins with equal parts dread and determination. “How?”

Joan argues. "Sure" Jade rolls her eyes playfully, her fingers stop when she spots a particular book, taking it out from between the books, she looks at its cover. The cover held the image of a full moon, with a huge figure, what appeared like a Lycan with its head raised upwards in a howl. It was a book on Lycanthropy, covering almost all topics related to Lycans, their origin, purpose, mates, everything was showed in the content section. Jade decided to take the book.

The air was still, carrying the faint scent of moss and earth, and the dappled moonlight filtered through the clouds above, casting a mosaic of light and shadow upon the altar’s surface. I took a deep breath and made my way toward it. As I approached, I could see the water shimmering, as if it was alive. Setting the scepter down next to it, I grabbed the knife. I could see the moon in the reflection slowly becoming whole. As soon as I could see the entire moon in the water’s reflection, I cut my hand, allowing the crimson drops to fall in the water. The sparkling water rippled and the rings began to glow.

Mirabel heard a deep and scary voice roar out not far from where she hid and she shivered in fear of being seen. “Moon goddess please I don't want to die, please save me and my family from their hands” she prayed on and on, repeating the same sentence on and on as she hoped that their attacker, king Mortis of Philia pack wouldn't find her parents but she knew that was close to being impossible because he had many guards that would go through every nook and cranny of their palace in minutes and easily find her parents in no time. “We found the Lycan alpha and Luna, king Mortis” a guard suddenly yelled out and Mirabel’s heart dropped as she heard a thud followed by her mother and father’s grun

she started, “I’ve had enough of this farce. Alpha Jasper of Bloodlust is the strongest, richest and most powerful Alpha of the Eastern Region. He wants me and fucks me way better than you ever did. He wants me as his Luna and I am leaving this hell hole today.” She stands and squares her shoulders at me. With a spiteful glare, “I, Giselle Breyer, Luna of Winter Moon, reject Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, as my fated mate and Alpha!” I feel the impact of her words hit me. Drax is howling in pain, again. I grab my chest and stare at her. I square my shoulders and look her dead in the eyes, “I, Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, accept your rejection. All ties between us are broken and y

Zackrie hurried to the iron cage with a grim expression. He took off his black cloak and quickly wrapped me up tightly. When Leonard saw members of Silvermoon Pack, his face paled instantly as he was clearly panicked. He turned his head fiercely and glared at me, roaring, "How dare you betray me? You contacted them secretly?"

The warning echoed in my mind, a sinister reminder that trust could be as dangerous as any weapon. I turned to Morwenna, hoping she could offer some guidance, but her face was unreadable, her eyes shadowed. “The visions will come more frequently now,” she said quietly. “You must prepare yourself, child. The time is drawing near.” I swallowed hard, nodding even as fear coiled in my gut. I was Seraphina Nightshade, heir to the Silverclaw pack, and destined to be the next Luna. But as I looked up at the full moon, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my destiny was far darker than anyone could have imagined.