Noire Neptunia Novels & Stories

“I have maintained peace, and he knows my silence over the years isn't weakness. Her being here is… it could be a coincidence… a coincidence that was meant to happen.” Louis stood up tilting his neck till a snapping sound echoed and he took a few steps towards me. “We both know it's only for now. You know things are going to change when he finds out that his rejected mate is being held by his enemy.” He stopped and swallowed softly, holding his breath as he took yet another step closer. “This could mean war, Alpha. A war over a woman.” His eyes stayed fixed at me, gentle with a still reminder of what was ahead, what was going to happen if I listened to the bond I felt, to the connection that

“No. I will not yield to your power, I have waited years for this, you have controlled us for too long.” “Well if you won’t go to your brothers, I will just have to bring them to you.” Black glares at Aidan then glances in my direction before taking a step in my direction. Abruptly there is a loud bang and four monsters appear in front of Aidan. They stare at Black with confusion and anger. They all seem to coloured differently, one orange, one yellow, one red and one green. The green one takes a step towards Black and says with a hush voice

“But you’re too beautiful to waste.” I slapped him. Then I kissed him back. Because I needed his darkness more than his loyalty. Lira’s coronation was drowned in moonlight and blood. The traitor packs howled her name. She wore a crown of bone and frost. “Let them see their ruin,” she told her mirror. Then she laughed. Because it was my face reflected in the glass. The old wolves met in silence. Alpha ghosts, buried kings, forgotten Lunars. They demanded tribute from me. I gave them nothing, only blood. The pact sealed in my veins. The eclipse lives in you now, Seris said. With it… comes war.

Her eyes were glowing neon pink and green, like the colors of the northern lights. Her wolf was excitedly peering at Loid through Sora's eyes. Loid gasp as Sora dug her canines in Loid's skin. Both of their eyes shone like stars in the dark. Loid wrapped his arms around Sora's waist, a pleasured moan echoed in the silence of the night. Sora's mark also started tingling with pleasure.

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“No, you do not.” “What about me?” Natasha asked, breaking the tension. Delphine dragged her stare from my face and did the same perusal of Natasha’s body as she had with Jada and me. A quiet hum left her lips after a couple seconds. “That’s interesting. Yours is similar to Lilac’s, only it’s not grief that’s clouding your aura. Huh, I wonder what that is. It’s not black, but almost—almost grey? It’s like a mist or fog.” She leaned in, concentrating. “It keeps swirling. I can’t make out what’s underneath. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think it’s hiding—”

A month later, Wolvent and I held our mating ceremony. It was huge—packs from everywhere showed up. Alphas came to curry favor, drawn by Suncrest's power and the strength of the Moonshade bond. Wolvent held my hand, proudly introducing me. I was now the Suncrest heir—and the Luna of Moonshade. Together, we'd united the two most dominant packs out there. A force no one could ignore. Eyes followed me everywhere—some full of awe, others dripping with envy. "Celina!" The shout cut through the party.

I was unpleasantly surprised when I came downstairs. Sienna was standing in my kitchen looking at me like she wanted to kill me. She is my brother’s and Alpha’s best friend. She is 25, just like my brother and Alpha, and she has been hanging out with them since childhood. Now, she is clinging on to them like they are a lifeboat. She was devastated when she found out that neither my brother nor Alpha were her mates. That didn’t stop her from trying to become Luna. She is always around Alpha, proving herself and trying to convince him to take her as his chosen mate.

"You look... pleased. What happened?" My grin widening. "Unexpected progress," I replied, the joy in my voice undeniable. Thorne’s eyes narrowed, clearly puzzled by my uncharacteristic optimism. "Progress? How so?" I took a moment to relish the confusion on his face. "You were right, Thorne. I believe she is my mate, and I'm finally getting through to her." Thorne looked taken aback, struggling to wrap his mind around my words. "Nikita? The Luna of Death? Your mate?"