My Marked Luna Novels & Stories

“Why did you have to show up? I just want to be alone. It seems I’m never alone anymore.” If I thought Mouth would apologize, I was certainly wrong. “What do you expect?” he said. He shrugged, not caring. “You’re Marked. You’re a popular girl nowadays, Luna, and popularity has its price.” “Ugh, the Mark that turns me into demon bait. What can you tell me about it anyway?” His voice remained level. “I can smell it a mile away. I can feel it in what used to be my bones. It’s everything I can do not to throw you down and push into your soul right here right now, and I’m one of the good guys.”

"The moonlit mark is indeed part of our lore, a symbol of a werewolf's unique connection to the celestial forces. It is a source of strength and guidance, a manifestation of the moon's influence on our kind. But, Georgia, why do you bring up this ancient tale now?" Georgia's eyes, unyielding in their quest for truth, bore into Maximus's soul. "Because, Maximus, Luna—the moonlit pup—bears the moonlit mark." A hushed silence settled over the courtyard as Maximus absorbed the revelation. Luna, sensing the shift in energy, tilted its head as if acknowledging the weight of the truth. Maximus, his expression a mix of realization and contemplation, spoke with a measured tone. "The moonlit mark is a

Still, the absence sits in my chest like a stone. Later, as I move through the hall toward my room, I catch fragments of conversation drifting through open doors. “…never seen him like this…” “…told the pack to use the title…” “…no marking yet, though…” I slow. I shouldn’t listen, but I do anyway. “It’s strange,” a voice murmurs. “An unmarked Luna. Makes people uneasy.” “She doesn’t need a mark,” another counters. “He’s claimed her publicly.” “That only goes so far,” the first replies. “Words can be undone. The other packs won’t accept her without a mark. Everyone knows that.”

Seeker I need to get my hands on the marked wolf. The spy we put in the pack noticed a silver, purple wolf in the forest running, and after following the wolf, it turned out to be the Luna of the Sapphire royal pack, Apphia Aeson. Fuck. It would make things difficult. Her position is too high. The Luna Queen of lycans is the unique wolf with the power I need to take my crown. " What did the sisters say?" I ask my third, Shona. We've been gathering our witch allies since learning the marked wolf's identity—just two. They can cast a spell on me that enables me to siphon the marked wolf's divine powers for myself.

Minzy smiles softly at Luna, "I hope last night will solve everything." Luna's cheeks flushed at Doctor Minzy's meaningful words, "He was a little angry this morning when I rushed home for Mark," Luna whispered softly. Minzy chuckled as she put down her coffee cup, "He is like that, don't worry, I'm sure he's actually happy you gave him a chance." Doctor Minzy's voice turned serious, "And after last night you stick to your decision, Luna?" Luna was stunned at the question, hesitated for a moment, but then nodded her head firmly, "I have to continue with Mark, he needs me," she replied softly.

“ Are you sure you wanna go there ? “ asked Marc . “ …..I don’t have any other choice , do I ? “ said Luna looking at the mansion . “ You can come with me to my house . We can stay there . “ said Marc . “ ….I appreciate your kindness Marc but I have already put you in enough trouble even though you helped me . I want to avoid any kind of new misunderstanding . I wouldn’t want you to be hurt because of me . “ said Luna with a sad look . “ Luna , I…. “ said Mac but Luna opened the door of the car and went out . “ Thank you for your help Marc . Good night ! “ said Luna with a smile and tired expression . “ Good night Marc ! “ said Mel getting out of the car and following Luna . Marc nodded his

On a normal day, Luna would have paused to analyze and appreciate the carefully crafted painting of the Egyptian pyramid that gorgeously hung on the wall of Mark's office, but today was not close to normal. “What's she? 16 or what?" Mark stared at the lady standing before him that he forgot to offer her a seat “Can I sit down?" Luna's tiny soft voice brought him back to his senses "Yeah, sure, have a seat. Please forgive my manners," Mark apologized as he gestured to her to sit.

“How do you know that?” “I know many things,” he said enigmatically. He leaned down, his face inches from hers. The scent of cedar and rain, the scent she had smelled right before she blacked out, was overwhelming. It was intoxicating. For a moment, the pain in her chest vanished, replaced by a strange, humming warmth. “But mostly, I know that your heart is beating a rhythm that sounds like an end. Why is Luna of the South dying in a rogue bar?”

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.

I'm the only Luna who has had her marking ceremony canceled 22 times. The first time, Cosmo Greymark's childhood sweetheart, Tallulah Lycaon, claims she has been attacked by rogues. He panics and abandons me. The second time, she calls him just as he's about to mark me, and he leaves to answer her call. Every single time, Cosmo promises it'll never happen again and swears he'll make it up to me with an even grander marking ceremony. Yet, whenever we are about to hold the ceremony, something always happens to Tallulah. At my 23rd marking ceremony, I calmly take off my crown amid everyone's mocking laughter. Three days ago, the Cecil Institute sent me an invitation to a ten-year closed-d