Lunar Chronicles Memes Novels & Stories

His nose was reddish. "What's wrong?" Lucas asked, and placed his phone back on the cabinet beside him. "You looked lanky." "Haven't you forgotten the date today?" Moon dejectedly replied and laid his back uncomfortably on his bed. He covered himself with the white blanket he has. "Check it. Hope you haven't forgotten already." Lucas opened his phone. It was past twelve. What's the matter with Moon? And what's the date he was talking to? September 13, 12:17 am.

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.

A large lunar calendar hung in the main hall—etched stone, updated daily with the moon’s cycle. I stopped dead. My fingers shot out, grabbing the sleeve of a passing acolyte. My voice trembled. “That… the date on it… is it accurate?” She startled at my grip, eyes widening. “Y-Yes, Luna. It’s updated by the Grand Seer every day. Why?” My breath hitched. So that was it. I finally understood! It wasn’t that my pup had disappeared without a trace!

The peace treaty between humans and wolves was fragile. Everyone knew it. One mistake could ruin years of hard work. One misunderstanding could reopen old wounds. One badly handled situation could create chaos. And who was more likely to make such a mistake than a human Luna who was still learning how wolf politics worked? My smile widened. Now that was an interesting thought. I pulled several documents closer. Reports. Schedules. Council records. Upcoming visits. Diplomatic meetings. The Luna had access to many things. But not everything.

"stop being negative for once," "how can i? we are trapped here. i haven't gotten time to form alliances. who will help me out? how can i even reach out over to anyone" "i know it looks like this but the first thing we ought to do is map out an escape plan" "an escape plan?, where are we to escape to?, i think you are missing on the information there is not escape route here we are freaking trapped and surrounded no way out" "who?" "me, i'm the luna and i say there is no way out i grew up here jason i know every corners in this mansion"

It had been so, ever since the day my mom told me it looked good on me. Whenever I'm in my room, the memories of my mom always come flooding back to my mind. I miss her so much and life has lost its color ever since her death. My mom was a moon goddess, the only in many ages. They were the most powerful beings in the universe. They really didn't have any wolf in them, but possess mystic powers untold of. Me being born of a moon goddess, is probably the reason I can't shift yet. Sometimes I wonder why a powerful goddess like mom would die so early. Moon goddess’ tend to live for years.

Mom questioned,in a serious tone making it obvious that she wasn't happy to see me. “Live long Luna”. I greeted Luna Cecilia and looked at mom. Luna Cicilia is mom's closest friend,her son became the alpha two weeks ago, she's still regarded as the luna. “What happened??. Dad refused to say a word”. I sat down on the couch that was opposite her. She wasn't hooked to any life saving machine nor IV. “You're to be in the pack. Your dad is here with me,you have nothing to worry about. I'll be home soon. The doctor said nothing is wrong with me.

_*]:min-w-0"> Luna's mark pulsed. Steady. Insistent. _*]:min-w-0"> Like a heartbeat. _*]:min-w-0"> Or a warning. _*]:min-w-0">

She could only force herself to retort, "Leonard, stop asking! I really didn't lie to you!" She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. "Leonard, you're not scared, are you? Are you afraid Silvermoon Pack will retaliate? What are you afraid of? With me here, I'm a descendant of an Alpha. As long as you make me your Luna, no one will retaliate against you." She grabbed Leonard's trouser leg desperately as tears streamed down her face. Her voice was a mixture of tenderness and sorrow. "You love me, don't you? Please look at me and have mercy on me... We'll be together forever. We'll have everything..."

A young worker stood in the doorway, flushed from running down the hall. “Message for the Athena wing,” he announced breathlessly. “From the Luna.” My heart kicked painfully. Waters stood. Clearway straightened. The worker read from the slip in his hand: “The Luna requests the presence of all pack members, servants, attendants, and slaves in the central hall at midday. An urgent address.” Silence fell. Thea’s breath caught. Clearway’s brows knit. “Urgent?” Waters exchanged a worried glance with her. “The Luna never calls full-house gatherings unless… unless something serious is happening.”