Lunar Curse Novels & Stories

"It took just a month for that to happen. If we're patient, the pack will heal." "But that doesn't mean he would stop coming after you every full moon. Healing the land might not nessasserly mean breaking the curse." She shot back. "Remember. The dead land and the cold air are not the curse. It is the rest of it, the result of not having a Luna for hundreds of years. It is not the curse itself. Unless you survive a full moon without him actively trying to kill you, then you can say the curse is broken. But you can't hide forever, Luna Joyce. There are not many places you could hide in, and he will get more and more frustrated with each passing month when he can't find you. It is a dangerous

“I meant politely, you little glowing gremlin! Not stalk a human like a curious cat discovering light bulbs!” “Well,” Yin straightened, lowering his voice dramatically, “about that... I was investigating the rumors. The ones about the land god’s successor. Just to verify.” “And?” Yin grinned. “Guess what, my lord?” “Tell me right now or I will punch your Adam’s apple through the phone screen.” “Selena Collins,” Yin said, glancing around theatrically like he was revealing royal gossip, “has the mark and it's already activating, centered, humming with spiritual inertia. I saw it myself. The land god prophecy nailed it.”

“If you hate the bond as much as I do, why didn't you just let me bleed out in the dark?” “Because I need you,” he snapped. “ Not because I want you.” He leaned in closer, his scent suffocating me. “You are my second bond, Avery. A rare pathetic pity from the Moon Goddess and you are the only key to breaking the curse placed upon me.” My eyes widened in the dim light of the room. “A curse…?” "Eight years ago, my first Luna thought she could defy me," Lucian murmured, his voice turned into a chilled tone that resonated straight through my bones.

I whispered. But Arnold continued mercilessly. “I, Alpha Arnold Reid of the Nightshade Pack…” My vision blurred. “…reject you, Leticia Hales of Frostfall Pack…” The mate bond snapped through my chest like something tearing apart inside me. “…as my Luna.”

The pieces clicked together and I felt cold all over. “The Lunar binding curse.” I said aloud. I’d only read about it once in an old dusty journal from the Pack's old library six years ago. The Lunar binding curse was a rare and almost-forgotten curse that chained a werewolf to their beast form during the full moon. But that wasn’t even the worst part. The curse gave off a scent that attracted all sorts of cursed creatures, rogues, shadow-walkers and any predator drawn to destruction. Suddenly, I felt a vibration in my arms so I looked down to see him trembling, like a man trapped inside a monster’s shell.

" She didn't reply. Instead, she handed me the file. I opened it. The words on the first page made my blood run cold. Moonbind curse. My eyes stopped running. "My source was certain." she said. "Your mother was cursed with the ancient Moonbind Curse." I looked up at her. "Moonbind...?" "It's an ancient curse," she explained. "It slowly steals it host's life force, clouds their mind, and leaves them trapped inside their own body. By the time anyone notices it. It usually too late.

"Tell me what you know about this curse. Tell me why Nero never told me." She flinched at the intensity of my voice, but I could see the resolve hardening in her expression. With a shaky breath, she began to speak, her words tumbling out in a rush as if she couldn't hold them back any longer. "Nero's generation... they bore the curse of the moon's goddess," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "The curse is that they would not feel the mate bond, even if their mate did until they proved themselves worthy of their mate's affection."

Also, the pain of losing someone close is very hard and on top of that, to live with the guilt of murdering them is enough to make a person dead inside. It's been three years since Jacob has left the world leaving me alone to deal with the werewolves. I am still the Luna Queen but it's only a title for me because I don't have the right to make any decision as now I am considering a cursed person. However, I don't feel bad about it because after hearing the same thing for so many years, I also have started to believe that I am really an unlucky person or why my mate would die so tragically.

Tens of thousands years ago, one discover something that shock the realities of the world... It lead the nation to a great change; affects throughout the world, the change brought a new beginning. The beginning of the curse... "This has to stop," a voice of a woman says, gentle rubbing the crystalize ball that twinkling about. She was place in the dark, only her voice reach the every corner of the room. "Tell me," a voice of man response, his voice gentle. Setting across the high-level throne that shone with bizzare gold, his lips parted as his eyes shone with strange light. "What it is you wish to conquer?"

Aria's curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, "Kael, what's the Lunar Pack? You mentioned it earlier..." Kael's ears folded back, and his tail twitched, a hint of unease in his eyes. "The Lunar Pack is my family, my tribe," he said, his voice measured. "We are wolves bound by a centuries-old curse, tied to the moon and its cycles." Aria's eyes widened, fascinated. "A curse? What kind of curse?" Kael's gaze drifted away, his eyes clouding over. "A curse that forces us to shift with the full moon, to surrender to our wild side. A curse that has haunted our pack for generations, causing us to live in secret, always looking over our shoulders."