Luncheon Kingdom Power Moons Novels & Stories

The Kingdom of Trinigad, the Kingdom of Lothal, the Kingdom of Eortí, the Kingdom of Selenium, and the Kingdom of Cessi. After a secession, the Kingdoms forgot about the existence of the moon goddess and lived an unfilial life. This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega.

Lana. I crossed my legs and lifted my chin, schooling my expression to indifference. While, in fact, every part of me was screaming. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. “There she comes!” Mother clapped her hands as she bounced in her seat like a wolf pup high on moondust. I bit my lip, tearing my gaze from her to my sister. “She looks like a princess. Isn’t she breathtaking?” “Absolutely,” my aunt gushed, elbowing my mother. “And not just a princess, no. A luna.”

“He managed to get information out of him. We noticed that the Rogue King attacked only the packs whose Alphas were mateless, but we didn’t know why. Drake managed to get the rogue to tell us the reason.” “What is the reason?” Emma asked. I glanced at Andrew, who gave me a small nod. “The Rogue King believes that one of us has a very powerful mate.” I said slowly. “She is supposed to be the greatest Luna that ever existed. She is a True Luna. The Rogue King wants her for himself. He wants to mark her and mate with her because he believes she will give him powerful offspring. His plan is to use her and take over the packs.” Talking about another man wanting to mark my mate made me want to thr

A strange expression crossed her face, her pale eyes widened. Her lips parted slightly and then she whispered three words "The Moon Queen". Every conversation died instantly. The title rolled through Moonspire Hall like a blade. ‘The Moon Queen?’ I screamed in shock in my head. I had never heard the title before but sounded familiar. Around the hall, confusion spread rapidly, several Alphas exchanged uneasy looks and others seemed genuinely alarmed. One elderly noble crossed himself instinctively. Draeven looked at me strangely, as though he had encountered those words somewhere before. I looked toward him and our eyes met. The Alpha King knew something. A council member hurried toward him n

He wore the simple, dark leathers of a warrior, his gaze fixed on the delegates with a calm, terrifying intensity. The leader of the Blood Moon pack, a scarred wolf named Kael, stepped forward. He looked at Lucian, then at me, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "The King returns to his dog house," Kael sneered. "And he brings his little toy with him. Do you think we don't know the state of your blood, little moon? We heard the rumors. The King is dying. The Moonveil is pregnant. The Ashmoor throne is ripe for the picking."

"Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

This kingdom stood as the strongest among the three for centuries. A while ago, at the dining table, he couldn't just control himself. Did he want to play? Hence I gave his wish. The banquet was loud and elegant. The people in the kingdom put up different games and the like, lamp-lanterns were hanging everywhere from the branches of trees to the villagers' houses. The palace radiated the dark sky. The moon had a shade of dim blue. Moon goddess Diana was celebrating this once-in-a-lifetime festival in Blue Moon Pack.

But for some reason, she has a feeling that she has to talk to him. "You don't have to avoid looking at me as if you just committed the biggest sin in the world," the king began to say. "It is not like you were the one I should hate." He crossed his arms and stood there with so much power, looking up at the moon. "In Lunaria, the full moon appears every week. Very different from what you were used to, it appears bigger and more powerful here. It was a gift, I guess. Because as werewolves, our powers rely on the moon."

The funny thing was, it wasn’t altogether a complete shock. Granny Lou had warned us she would return. She and Steph were the only ones that truly believed that Rosalie would be back. No one believed Granny Lou when she told us that Rosalie was the Last Luna Queen of Castle Black. After all, we were all led to believe the story of the Last Alpha King and his mate who brough down the kingdom, was fictious. It was a bedtime story to inspire and enthral children. It was not a history that we learnt in lessons at school.

With a sigh, she picked up the newspaper that lay on the bedside table and read through it for the tenth time that morning; ‘THE LYCAN DAILY, EXCLUSIVE!!! The royal couple were spotted at the Seabrook Mall last night and as it turns out, The Luna Queen had her pre-heat. Does this mean there will soon be a royal pup? Page 4’ Of course this had made the headlines of all newspapers and tabloids as it was the first thing on all papers and gadgets so she had a constant reminder that she had her pre-heat in a public place and all the men had become rogue, not to miss out, she had acted like a horny bitch.