Luxanna Crownguard Arcane Novels & Stories

The words squeaked out of my mouth. “This necklace is passed down to each Lunar Guardian when they turn eighteen. It is said it amplifies their natural strength a thousand times over. With the Lunar Guardians being the only creatures to be able to harness all five elements, you can only imagine the boost that is.” Belle explained to me. This was so much to take in. I almost didn’t notice Alaric retrieved the necklace and clasped it around my neck. As soon as it laid against my skin, I felt a surge of power and no longer felt like I was in the dining room. Looking around I see a woman that vaguely looked like me, but a little older and taller. She’s talking to a woman with pale, porcelain ski

Xander had ordered extra patrol guards to be stationed around the castle grounds, ensuring that not a single thing could slip through unnoticed. I stood in the center of the forge, surrounded by my closest and only friends. Rowan and Kaida were drawing protective runes on the stone floor with crushed starlight powder, an ancient substance that amplified light magic. Kael was adjusting the positions of the enchanted lanterns, ensuring their glow covered every inch of the chamber. Vanessa who was standing by my side, held the sacred scroll containing the incantation I would need to recite. Her usually sharp expression was softer than usual.

He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone. “Wow” she said mockingly “I hope your magicules last.” As dark smoke comes out from her palms wrapping Lynx then throwing him against the wall. Lynx protection spell got broken making them exposed on Luma energy suction spell. Luma’s laugh echoed across the cave, like a witch successfully turned a child into a mouse. Thinking how being human weakens the once upon a time strong sentinels of the Moon and Sun. “I am still willing to be your Priestess you know” Luma said to Lynx “Just bow down to me, I will forgive you” she said pulling Lynx closer to her

"He's thought of everything." "Almost," Black said, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "There's one weak spot. The ceremony requires a sacred artifact—the Crown of Lycanthra. It's kept in the Temple of the Moon, under heavy guard, but it has to be transported to the Grand Hall for the coronation. If we can intercept it..." I nodded slowly, the gears in my mind turning. "We could delay the coronation, maybe even stop it altogether." "Exactly," Black said. "It won't be easy, but it might be our best shot. We need to hit them hard and fast, catch them off guard."

Their faces changed quickly: first confused, then worried, then suspicious. Katherina opened her mouth, but Damien’s voice cut through like glass. “Where did you get this?” he asked Amelia, eyes not leaving the folder. Amelia didn’t blink. “Where do you think, Damien? I built Luxora from scratch. You think I didn’t have failsafes? Backups?” She tilted her head. “When people come for your crown, you make sure you’re protected.” Katherina stood up quickly, one hand resting over her belly.

The moment our fingers touched, the silver bond between us erupted into brilliant light. The Crown of Luna expanded into a radiant halo of seven celestial gems. Wesley's sword transformed into a magnificent blade of gold and silver, engraved with ancient runes that shone brighter than the stars themselves. The Seven Guardians gathered behind us. One by one, they raised their weapons toward the sky. Aurel's Spear of Dawn. Nerina's Trident of the Eternal Sea. Elara's Staff of Life. Kael's Inferno Spear. Seraphine's Hourglass Staff.

Light jewelry was placed around my neck and wrists. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I didn’t see the girl from yesterday anymore. I saw someone else. Someone… important. Someone who didn’t feel like me at all. “High-ranking wolves have come to greet you,” Lydia said as she adjusted the sleeve of my dress. “After that, you’ll sit in on the morning council with the king. Then training in the afternoon.” “Training?” I asked. “Self-defense,” she said. “As Luna, you must be able to protect yourself.”

How was she able to grow into a healthy, vital drakaina in a world designed to hunt and hurt her? “My Lovely Assistant, Kora, will demonstrate the vast innovation that this remarkable stone is providing for Luxandra and the world.” The Magician announces as Kora walks around holding the lights side by side, it is clear to see that the blue gem far outshines the other two, and produces a more stable, steady, and vibrant light. Representatives from all over take their turns observing the differences as the lovely drakaina brings the two lanterns for others to see.

"Tell whatever’s left of Genevieve’s allies what happens to wolves who threaten my pack." As guards dragged her out, Malcolm’s hand found mine. His thumb brushed the fresh mating mark on my wrist, a twin to the one now etched into his skin. Eric approached, Luca perched on his hip. "The coronation isn’t finished, Luna." He spat the title like a challenge. I took the obsidian crown from its velvet cushion. Not the delicate Lumen circlet. Not the jagged Silverblood helm. This was something new, twisted thorn branches cast in silver, cruel and beautiful all at once.

“Let me guess, she gave you the ‘we’re all doomed’ speech” “Something like that,” I said quietly. He handed me the ceremonial mask. It was bone-white with gold trim, and cold in my hand. “Let’s go,” I said, putting it on. By tradition, the Luna and Lycan did not see each other’s faces until the wedding night. It was meant to symbolize trust… but today, it felt like a blindfold. I stepped into the corridor, my heart was heavy and my steps slow. And somewhere deep in my chest, Varra’s words echoed like a curse.