Lunar Chronicles Levana Novels & Stories

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

Amir asks. “No. WHO are you looking for?” Avery asks astutely. Leana looks at me. “Can I trust them?” “Yes, everything they have said is the truth,” she tells me, her mother nodding in agreement. I tell them about Ennata and how she is my half-sister and the daughter of Levana. “Levana has a daughter?” Avery asks incredulously, turning to Amir. “Did you know that?” He shakes his head, looking thoughtful. “No. But you said that Laris Bevan was holding your sister?”

she said, rolling her eyes. Sheila notices how Margret stares at her. she feigned a smile, pretending not to be affected. After they had introduced themselves, there was a call for a meeting in the assembly hall, of which the congregant assembled themselves in the large hall. They all looked anxious waiting for the information to be passed. They whisper to each other asking if anyone knew why they had summoned them for a meeting. It was in the meeting that Garrett announced to the whole pack that Sheila is his Luna. Then Garrett’s father Alexander announces that the Luna celebration will take place in the next full moon. After that, Garrett can take his rightful place as the alpha of the pac

Leviana stared at her laptop screen with a cold, calculating gaze. Her fingers danced across the keyboard as she compiled a list of contacts and devious plans to execute. “They think I’ll just stay quiet? Deviana happy? Arga by her side? That will never happen,” she muttered to herself, her breath heavy. Her phone buzzed. A message from Marceline appeared: “Ready? I can help execute part of the plan.” Leviana’s lips curved into a sly smile. “Good… we’ll start with the rehearsal party. If we can create just a little chaos there, everyone will start questioning Deviana.”

the woman pleaded. Gianna’s eyes softened. “Let’s keep her,” she whispered to her mate. Alpha Ryan growled in disapproval. “She might be a spy,” he reasoned. “Then let’s train her. Raise her to become one of us,” Gianna had said. Ryan grunted again, still not convinced. “I trust her,” Ava had stepped forward. “She’s the Luna of the Lunar Pack,” Ava added. “I know that,” Alpha Ryan growled. “I’ll train the baby myself. If anything happens, you can hold me accountable”

I'd been too busy with other things to listen to her stories. I crouched beside the nearest planter, brushing a fingertip across one of the brittle leaves. I had no idea what was wrong with it. And for the first time...That bothered me. "The luna usually handled this herself," the servant admitted quietly. "We've tried following her notes, but..." He trailed off. "But what?" "...She never wrote down everything." Of course she hadn't, Some things she'd simply memorized. "Find someone familiar with herbs." "Yes, Alpha." The servant hurried away.

"Leo says it is time." The birth of the first "Nebula Born" child was a galactic event. We warped to the lunar colony of New Silver, where the quartz domes were glowing with a soft, protective blue light. Leo and Elena Aris were waiting for us in the central medical ward, a room that combined the clinical precision of Sarah Sterling’s labs with the primal warmth of the Silver Moon. Leo stood in his human form, his charcoal grey skin shimmering with a light, silver sweat as he held Elena’s hand. Elena’s iridescent blue eyes were wide with a mixture of pain and a new, celestial joy as she breathed in synchronization with the lunar resonance.

I whispered, my voice carrying the weight of my emotions, "you have brought such love and happiness into my life. I am grateful to have found you, to have the privilege of being your Luna." Levi's lips curled into a mischievous grin, his eyes sparkling with playful amusement. "Ah, my Luna," he chuckled, his voice laced with gentle humor. "While I appreciate your gratitude, I couldn't help but notice you forgot to thank the moon goddess for gracing your life with such a magnificent Alpha."

Nathaniel’s body lay still, the pendant shattered at his side, its dark power extinguished. The figure lowered their hood, revealing a woman with eyes like twin constellations, her face ageless yet marked by centuries of wisdom. “I am Lysara, Keeper of the Lunar Veil,” she said, her voice resonating through the bond, calming Alina within Autumn. “I am the last of the Callisto elders, hidden beyond the packs’ reach when the Order rose. Your blood, Autumn, and your brother’s, awakened me.”

In that case…” Zev put his hand on Levius' shoulder. “Good. Now, why don’t you find a way to resolve some of my trouble instead?” Zev tilted his head behind him where he could see Layla still lying on the bed with her hands tied up. “Help her. Her safety means a lot to me. Use everything you could to save her life. If you’re true to your word, you should do your best to ease her pain. The next full moon is approaching and Layla should be fine by then,” he said.