Miracle Luna Novels & Stories

Her brows were knotted together, causing deep creases to form on her forehead as she tried to understand what Celia had meant. Raven is already the Luna. She is marked under the full moon and ascended to the Luna title that very same night. She is already rightfully declared and recognized as the Moonvalley Pack’s Luna. How could Celia still become the Pack’s Luna? A pack can’t have two Lunas, can it? Kissa’s eyes widened, and her body froze in fear when she thought of the answer. “That couldn’t be!” Kissa accidentally whispered out loud in shock.

" And who do you think you are to preach about children to me?" Luna Miranda bellowed. She was mad that someone knew the dirty secret she had tried to bury for all these years. If anybody else ever found out about what she did, she would lose face in front of the pack members. That was something she wasn't looking forward to.

Later I sat with Mira near the hearth. Luna was being passed between people with the ease of a child who was comfortable with the community around her, each person a known web presence, the physical passing simply matching what was already present on the web. She came to me eventually. I held her. A year old. In the restored world. On the healed Foundation. With the web warm around her and the channel above and everything that had been broken made whole beneath her small weight. She looked at my face. Then she did the thing she had been doing more frequently in the past month.

Luna, embracing Mira within the sanctuary of her love, contemplated the unfolding chapters of their intertwined destinies. In the wake of this telepathic encounter, Luna couldn't help but ponder the broader implications. The enchanted realms, with their unseen currents and mystical energies, were a tapestry of interconnected stories. Luna, as both a guardian and a mother, understood that Mira's gift marked a new chapter in the legacy of Nampa. The cozy ambiance of their home embraced Luna, Alpha Burst, and Mira as they settled around the table. Luna's revelation about Mira's newfound telepathic ability lingered in the air, and the familial trio engaged in a conversation that danced between a

I placed my hands on his temples again, and welcomed the vision into mine. I saw a woman, Clay’s mother. She was bitten by a vampire. She did not say a word about it, because had she did so, our father would have hunted that vampire . And then, there was the full moon, two babies. I have seen two babies, one boy and one girl. But Clay’s mother was only carrying a single child. The full moon and two babies and then a powerful voice echoing: ‘Two children of the chosen wolves. Destined to be one. The female Luna will be the most powerful of all wolves, her powers will be unparalleled, her domains will be one. She must be protected or else, her powers will be lost and all wolves will pay the co

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

"You had Sable to guide you. She was here that day, remember?" I nodded. "Yes. And... I asked her about it and she said it's part of my gift. That I can connect with my loved ones and even make them react in a certain way.” Luna tilted her head, her curiosity piqued. "Wow, Lyra. This is great." I hesitated, unsure of how much to explain. "Are you sure about that?" “What harm could possibly come from this? She asked, smiling. “Come on, tell me exactly what happened that day.”

“If you want me to truly forgive you, then let the wolf live.” Nicholas was appalled. Was his Luna crazy? What is she thinking, defending a rogue? Does she know who this lady is?

Not tonight. A knock came—soft, respectful. She didn’t move. “Who is it?” she called, her voice barely more than a growl. “It’s me, Luna,” came Mira’s voice—quiet, earnest, the youngest warrior in the ranks. “I just wanted to say… whatever you decide, some of us believe in you. Not just as our fighter. As our Luna. As someone worthy of love.” Diva’s throat tightened. She couldn’t respond. Could only close her eyes and hope Mira felt her gratitude through the silence.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.