My Miracle Luna Novels & Stories

I realize that the entire pack that has been here fighting is watching her, needing a leader to guide them. “Shadow Falls pack! This is your Luna speaking. We are under attack. Return to Shadow Falls. Protect the pack!” her voice rings out over the meadow. She sounds strong, confident and powerful, exactly what a Luna should sound like. Her body is still healing from her injuries, and she’s covered in blood, but she looks like the warrior Guardian that she is. Emlyn orders our pack medic to get Rich to our pack hospital. I know that he’ll be taken care of so I step up to Emlyn. “I’m going too.”

Britney's complimented making me blush as I stared at myself in the mirror dressed in my white gown, “You truly deserve to be the Luna because you seem to be the moon goddess on our sland, she said again jokingly Staring at me as she laid on the bed turning from one end of the bed to another, “You joke too much” I said to her as I didn't want to be reminded of all of the promises that Lawrence had made to me when we were formerly together. “Mum” are you leaving for work already, Mira shouted as she ran into our room accompanied by George to give me a hug for the morning, “Yes love,” I planted a kiss on her forehead, “And you will be at the hospital later today, " I reminded her. We all hugge

“How is she?” “Luna Grace will be okay. I fixed her ribs and added synthetic bone to help them heal quickly. It’s like a bandaid for the bone. She will feel normal in a day or two. You would be surprised how successful that stuff is.” He seemed to be talking to himself more than me, but I was thankful.

I feel so much better after a nice hot shower and having some clean clothes to wear. I finish getting ready and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. The smell of breakfast fills the air. I take in the smell of bacon and eggs, and I am starving. I walk in to see Troy, Jake, and Molly all sitting at the table. Troy is looking through some papers while eating. I sit down, and Alex brings me a plate and a glass of orange juice. “Thank you,” I say with a small smile. “It's my pleasure, Luna,” he says, nodding his head.

The law was older than both of them. One drop of sweat slid down her spine. She whispered, hoarse: “I am not the witch’s lure. I am not her knife. I am Talia Graves. Luna. Mate. Mother. I belong here.” The Stone answered. A white flare surged through the veins. Monitors spiked. Elders leaned forward. Mira’s hand lifted, something almost like awe in her eyes. Then — Three pulses. Not one. Not two. Three. Like three tiny fists knocking from inside her womb.

I do not return to the same den I slept in last night. Instead, I follow Impala to his den. My new home. With my new mate. It is a mess inside. "Impala," I say. "You're untidy." He chuckles. "That is why I need a mate." "If you think I am tidying up after you, you are sorely mistaken. Lunas do not tidy." "You're not a luna anymore," he reminds me.

The way I believe in my own hands, which are stronger than they were, which have learned what they can build and what they can hold. Luna is seven months old. She has silver eyes and a loud voice and her father's stubborn jaw and a laugh that Mara says can be heard from across the pack grounds, which Mara says with enormous satisfaction. She has never been afraid of anything that I can tell. She arrived in the world furious and curious and has maintained both qualities consistently. She has two packs who know her name. The forest that borders her home glows silver at night, and the Moon Goddess's light is steady above it.

I say shaking my head, "Baby, wait look" Luke says getting up and going into the bathroom, when he comes back hes holding a small mirror which he hands to me, i lift it and look at my eyes and sure enough they are gold, Luke comes behind me and puts his arms around my waist, we both look at my eyes in the mirror and Luke whispers in my ear "your beautiful and your mine and that is why you will be called Luna, i want everyone to know who you belong to and they should also know that i will rip out anyones heart that trys to take you from me because you are my Luna.

Angel sighed and recalled the moon later. “Can I tag?” Mira wondered and Alarick answered immediately before Angel could utter his. ‘The Luna is needed to be there.’ “You can. Nobody is stopping you, Mira.” Angel answered his response to Mira. “Lovely. Anyway, you feel better now?” Mira chuckled but changed the subject and wondered what Angel was feeling. “Hm…a little…” Angel answered with a slightly weak smile. “I see…wait here…” Mira noticed it and decided to do something for him and get up from her seat beside him.

asked Fiona. "Yes, my lady. The alpha and luna are still alive, but they are weak, just as we need them to be. They have enough blood to perform the ritual. Their wolves are weak and will not be a problem for us. Additionally, we have all the spells needed for the transfer of powers with the moon goddess medallion that we have been keeping for years. Nothing can go wrong; everything is in place, my lady," said Laura.