Lunar Chronicles Levana Novels & Stories

The resemblance was so uncanny she dropped the book onto the desk, her hands trembling. Only one thing differed—the woman’s eyes. They were not Evelyn’s hazel, but molten silver, burning like a predator under moonlight. She swallowed hard and bent over the page again. Beneath the portrait was a name written in bold script: Queen Selene of the First Bloodline. Her breath hitched as she read. Selene, the first Lycan Queen, chosen by the moon itself. Betrayed by her kin, bound by a curse that marked her descendants. Her blood runs in those who cannot be bitten, for they are chosen, not changed. They awaken when the moon calls them home.

The years had passed, but her devotion to preserving the truth of her grandparents' journey had never wavered. Leo and Luna stepped out onto the cobblestone path, their movements slow and measured, their silver hair catching the liquid moonlight. They looked like statues of living history, yet their expressions were filled with an untethered, radiant contentment. "You've been out here for hours, Talia," Luna said, her voice a soothing, melodic hum that carried the exact cadence of her mother's ancient blessings. "The festival in the lower square is waiting for the High Archivist's closing remarks."

My chest tightens and I swallow hard before answering. “I don’t know.” I say quietly. A few elders exchange glances. “There. That is the truth. Now you need to face the facts.” Corvin says quietly. “That does not change anything.” I say, still frowning. “It changes everything. An Alpha without his Luna is vulnerable.” “I am not vulnerable.” “Yes you are, because you are distracted.” Miriam says and I frown. “I can lead and search at the same time.” I say and Miriam sighs.

She coughed a bit, but she still continued. She lifted the book even higher, making it levitate in line with the moon, and said her last wish, "I wish...I wish for Zoren's safety." It was only Zoren who heard it, and he wanted to pull his hair out, thinking that Verena had summoned the moon to send him back into Lunaria. He was about to run to her when a beam of light came out of nowhere. It was too blinding for anyone to see anything, but Leo's laughter was too easy to notice. He began to laugh with his whole chest, as if his greatest wish was finally happening.

Leo shouted from the far end of the spiral. He ran back, carrying a sphere that pulsed with a dark, rhythmic violet light—the same color as the star in the moon. "It’s a record from the Ninth Cycle," Leo said, his eyes wide. "It says the Chronos-Silver wasn't meant to be a weapon. It was a bridge. It was used to keep the Alphas from the past connected to the future. But the Weaver corrupted the formula". He tapped the sphere, and a holographic image of the Chronicler appeared—but she looked younger, her silver eyes filled with an ancient grief.

Luna affirmed, "Yes, the events of tonight will be recorded in the Book of Luna. Selene's passing and my induction into the group of elders will become part of the sacred chronicle." With the moonlight casting a soft glow through the leaves, Luna and Alpha Burst succumbed to the embrace of sleep. As they rested, the enchanted forest whispered secrets to the moon, sharing tales of cosmic ties and the ever-evolving legacy of Luna. Tomorrow would indeed bring new challenges and revelations, but for now, they sought solace in the embrace of the night, finding strength in each other's presence.

“And she has her mark on you.” Before she can respond, the door bursts open. Theron stands there, breathing hard. “Sorry to interrupt, but, Orion sent a message. He says it’s urgent.” Leah and I share a look, the argument still hanging between us. Theron hands me a folded scrap of paper. I open it. “Zevara is moving. She’s coming for your Luna.” My vision tunnels. The paper shakes in my hand. I don’t even realize I’m squeezing it until the ink smears.

“What else are you going to report to me, Karev?” “I don’t understand why you are this mad at me, Your Highness… If you really want to know how she is doing, don’t you think you should visit her yourself? Pardon me but I never pursue knighthood to babysit the Luna. Though she was chosen by the Moon Goddess, how sure are we that she would not betray us?” Karev firmly said. *** “Have you seen the Luna in the past months?” one elder asked the other. “Don’t you think it’s strange that she has not left her chambers even once in the past six months?”

I couldn't do shit, and it was driving me fucking insane. “The story of the True Luna is really a legend among the witches.” I heard the fucker’s voice. “I wasn’t even aware of it until a witch told me about it. The most fascinating thing about her is that she is stronger than any other wolf. She can’t be hurt or killed using wolfsbane or silver. She is indestructible and very valuable. She is the only creation on this earth that can share her abilities with others.” I heard gasps all around us. Our pack members didn’t know how special she was. We didn’t even know how special she was. We knew bits and pieces, but not this. If what this fucker was saying was true, then she was really extraord

She glared at Tyrell as she said this. “I’ll find some time to come. I’ll let you know first, of course,” I said with a genuine smile. It would be kind to have a friend who understood the same struggles of being a Luna that I did. “Absolutely! Make sure to come within the week. I can’t wait to introduce you to everyone.” With that she waved at me as if she was the most excited person to be there. She probably was. When they were out of the door, I turned back to Darius with an expectant smile to confirm what I already suspected. “So…? Do we have ourselves a stronger alliance?”