Princess Luna Novels & Stories

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

“Look. There's a name written on the back.” It wasn't me, but Liliana who first noticed that someone had written a brief identity on the almost charred painting. Delancy Vermilion. With the last name Vermilion, I already knew she was Luna who was the princess of this great pack. There was something strange about how that beauty radiated. The Luna named Delancy Vermilion had the scent of an illogical death. She didn't die a natural death. Someone had done something terrible to her.

“Tristan, my sweet boy, your mother and father loved you so much. Your parents, myself, Alpha Jack, and Gamma Blake all agreed to this from the day your sister was born.” “Little moon,” I heard Braxton say softly. We all turned to him, and I saw a sweet smile spread across Luna Maria’s face. “Yes, she is our little moon, gifted from the moon goddess herself.” She reached over and grabbed Braxton’s hand while she looked deeply into his eyes, “You have a very important role to play in her life.” She then took her hand back and looked over all three of us, “All three of you have important rolls to play.”

As soon as she left, I went closer to Cilia with burning questions for her. "Tell me who this Luna Queen is," I nudged her playfully. " A Luna Queen is more like the better half of a Lycan. She is the mate to our King. She is also human like you and he brought her here. She was made our Luna some days back," she said, smiling.

“Although I was hesitant to tell you these things— I do not want to keep our people in the dark while we prepare for the said catastrophe. The Moon Goddess did not say when it would come nor in what form it would show— but we should prepare ourselves nonetheless,” Adhler looked around and saw a pair of ash-colored eyes staring at him. His niece looked away when he gazed at her. The young princess walked inside the palace. Adhler looked at the crowd again and smiled, “Charlene Samarah… Adams is her name,” “Adams?” “Isn’t she a daughter of the Alpha from the Red Moon Pack then?” “But she’s our Luna! The fated Luna that was chosen by the Goddess so who cares?” “How could we be sure that the Kin

she said and Aurora furrowed her brows. “Huh? What’s that?” “You don't know about the Luna festival?” she asked and Aurora shook her head in response. Of course, she doesn't know about the Luna festival, she is not from this century. “It's a festival held once a year to celebrate the goddess of the moon. Also, at the festival, a lot of ladies will get a chance to impress the prince and whoever he chooses to dance with has a higher chance of being his bride.” she explained and Aurora mouthed an ‘oh’

She threw her bag on the table and she started to pace back and forth like a wild animal. "I cannot believe my eyes because that woman Alona is actually Giselle, the breeder who was supposed to be at the bottom of the ocean! She seems to have amnesia as she was throw to the water but is still alive and breathing in your brother's house!" Luna Beatrice angrily said. She looked at Dwayne and Bianca with eyes that were full of a very dark and dangerous fire. Luna Bianca felt a mix of fear and excitement because she realized that this was the perfect way to win the throne. If the girl was a breeder, then the King and Queen would never allow her to be the Luna of the entire kingdom.

Ember followed, glancing back once—her eyes dark, full of something unspoken. From the shadows near the pillar, Kaela watched. Her face was pale, fury trembling beneath her skin. “He’s playing with fire,” she whispered. “And he doesn’t even see it.” Her spy appeared, breathless. “My lady… the new Luna—she’s the same woman the Prince hunted.” Kaela’s blood drained from her face. Inside, Magnus and Ember returned to their throne, smiling, waving, toasting. The picture of power. The perfect lie.

The room falls into a deeper silence. “We are gathered here today to witness the coronation of the first werewolf Luna of Bloodthorn,” his voice booms, old but strong. “Luna Eleanor Astrid Cage, formerly known as Princess Eleanor Astrid Clawford. We are delighted to have each and every one of you here to witness history in the making. Her Majesty, Luna Eleanor, has exhibited outstanding leadership qualities, proving herself exceptionally worthy of the crown that I am honoured to bestow upon her today.”

Love's Legacy Luna first scented him during a territorial summit where she was representing both wolf and druid interests. At eighteen, she'd grown into her power magnificently, her presence commanding respect from supernatural beings three times her age. But when Kai Hunter walked into the meeting, her dual nature surged with instant recognition. Through the spelled pin, Ghost felt her reaction immediately. "Princess?" "I'm fine," she sent back, though her magic was creating unconscious auroras around her. "Just... something's different."