Rebellion Moon Novels & Stories

felt afraid. The Luna has reclaimed her Pack! Elara is leading an army of "Archived Assets"—a messy, multi-genre rebellion—down to the "Distribution Hub" to hijack the multiverse's broadcast. But on Floor 0, the "Universal Underwriters" are preparing their final defense: a "Series Reboot" that will turn Elara's own army against her. Can she maintain the "Empathy Link" when her friends are being "Re-Written" into enemies?**

But the waiting was almost over. I turned back to the window. The moon was high now, nearly full, the same moon that had witnessed my claiming and my rejection and seven years of silence. Tomorrow night it would hang over Theron's pyre, and I would stand to the left of the flames with my daughter at my side, and Cressida would look at me and see nothing but a rogue in a borrowed gown. Let her look. Let her underestimate me the way Zarek had underestimated me. Let her believe I was still the woman who had crawled through the dead zone with nothing but a broken bond and a silent wolf.

"Why did she…" "Because of me. Because of what I did to you." My stomach dropped. "What you did to me?" He stood. Paced. Ran a hand through his hair. For the first time since I'd known him, Lucien Blackwood looked uncertain. "The night you came here. The full moon. I wasn't in control. My wolf was too close to the surface and you…" He stopped. "You calmed something I've never been able to control. And when we were together, something happened that I didn't intend."

The only rebels that had escaped the initial battle had been located hours ago, on the other side of the town, headed toward Aricornia. Despite Lightning’s confessions and all of the information White had gotten from her when she’d shot Hurricane, the forest was expansive, and these rebels had tools the Motherhood couldn’t combat. Tablets that told them where the Mothers were located, so long as they had their monitors on, which they had to keep on in order to communicate with one another. Shields that hid fire and smoke. Another device that would keep the hounds from scenting them. How they had managed to create all of these tools and keep them a secret from the Military Mothers was beyond

Chosen. --- That evening, as the moon rose full and white above the mountains, the pack gathered in a great circle at the heart of River Heart. Candles flickered. Children laughed. Elders wept softly into their hands. It was our rebirth. Nathaniel stepped forward, his voice deep and sure. “This is the Luna who brought the war to its knees. Who stood in fire, who bled and did not break. Our mother of moonlight.” He turned to me, then knelt.

As John whispered to Ericka, the young group observing the rebels felt hungry due to the tantalizing scents. "Ericka, good luck to those guys who were found and sent to jail. They will never again be able to eat and enjoy the exquisite flesh of the bull they steal from the rich man's fields." Ericka only nods as she observes that their other playmate act as the commander has begun to descend the enormous tree branches and intends to follow suit. His playmates are receiving signals from him to follow him and join the rebels. The tall, dark, and attractive leading rebels, dressed in animal masks, rise in front of the throng. On the clear, starry, vast, endless heavens, they see that the round

The one I had trusted most. Everything I had believed about him—everything I thought I knew—was a lie. He wasn’t just a traitor. He was the cause of it all. The rebellion. The Moon Hounds. My mother’s death. I gasped for air, the world spinning around me as the truth suffocated me. Scar’s voice broke through the haze, her steady presence grounding me. “Samantha, we need to focus. This is not the time for weakness. The rebellion is moving now. They need you. You’re the one who can take them down.”

The moon has been silenced, and the seeds are waking up. ​Ignis looked at me, her amber eyes scanning my armor. You wear the skin of a Sentinel, yet you speak with the tongue of a rebel. We heard the silence of the moon. We felt the shockwave of the pulse. We thought the Owners had finally decided to erase us all.

Nyxara tilted her head. “So you’re saying…?” Ironclaw looked annoyed. “I’m saying I dislike being controlled by gods.” He extended a hand toward Kaelion. “Temporary alliance.” Kaelion took it. “Temporary.” Nightreach groaned dramatically. “Oh fine,” he said. “If everyone else is forming a rebellion club, I refuse to be left out.” Nyxara stared at them. “You’re all just… deciding this?” Nightreach grinned. “You knocked out the Moon.” Ironclaw added, “And scared off an ancient god.”

“You said the rogue told you that Luna Rebel is the long-lost granddaughter of the Rising Moon pack. Where has she been all this time and when were Alpha Reid and Luna Adele made aware that she is alive?” “We only just found out yesterday and dropped everything to come here councilman.” Reid said first. “My father Harris Lawson, former beta of Ironclaw, kept me hidden away, Sir.” Rebel said quietly. "Why?” Elias questioned. Rebel looks over to me and I give her an encouraging look. She looks back over to Elias and begins, “That’s what I would like to know councilman. My mother Sydney died giving birth to me. My father told my mother’s family that we both died and he brought me to Ironclaw. I