Rise Of The True Luna Novels & Stories

That's what he needs to see. I reapplied my lipstick, just to reinforce the lie. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes for a second, and whispered: “Smile. No one dethrones a woman who still knows how to smile.” I opened the door and stepped out. The cold early morning air hit my face, and I straightened up. My heels sank a little into the damp ground, and the sound of the engine still echoed as I started walking toward the house. Each step was a promise that I would keep pretending until the end — and if I had to burn the world to continue being Luna, I would burn it.

Just the right opportunity. “I gave him the fire,” I whispered to myself. “Now let him burn with it.” Behind me, the candle flickered, its flame bending low. I turned back toward it, watching the light dance across the letters still on my desk — each one carrying a different truth, a different lie. Soon, they would all spread. And when they did, packs would turn against Dylan. Questions would rise about his Luna — the mysterious girl no one really knew, the one who rose from obscurity to sit on a throne.

I looked confused as she batted her eyelashes at me. I stared at her in disbelief. “We are bound by the red thread of the moon goddess. I'm your mate, Derek." I let out a hoarse sob, but Derek's face remained blank. His expression hardened as he rolled his obsidian eyes at me. “You dare question the alpha choices, you insolent cur," Jessica snarled at me, and the sound of my name on her lips caused me to stutter in fear. “I am the Luna of this pack; don't you dare talk to me like that," I ordered through bared teeth with my heavy gaze lingering on her.

My father had once been bonded to my mother through an alliance marriage. However, all of that changed when he met his true mate when I was four. He broke the mate bond with my Luna mother and exiled her from the pack. I have a twin sister named Noelle Northcutt. Our mother intended to take us both away, but my father refused to let Noelle go, leaving me with her instead. Although Noelle and I look exactly alike, she has always been stronger than me, picking up new skills much faster. It was clear that my father valued her potential and aimed to groom her as the future Alpha.

“Tomorrow’s ceremony tells everyone watching that there is hope.” I stilled, looking at him. “The missing princess has been returned,” he continued. “The abused orphan in a corrupt pack is becoming a Luna. She’s found her strength. And that means everyone else can, too.” “Is that how you really see it?” I asked, the edge gone from my voice now, replaced by something fragile. He nodded. Elias and Blake followed suit without hesitation. “The people need to see this,” Elias said. “They need the joy. The normalcy. They want to celebrate their new Luna, their princess. It’s a spot of sunshine breaking through the clouds that have settled over the kingdom.”

" It would've been easier for Lord Demir to clean his hands, so I have you idiots do it for me. It would be better for her to die by your hands. But all of you had become soft just because she's the daughter of your dear friend...Boohoo...Leah, this is your chance. Kill the woman before you, and the wish you asked for will come true." What? "My wish...my wish..." Leah stopped chanting and slowly lifted her head. Her eyes are glued to me with such hostility. "My wish is to kill Lippy Carter and become Luna! Dominic is mine!" She let out an animalistic and might roar as her whole body released an explosion of her energy.

I roared at her but she let out a cold smirk and rested her hands on her waist. "I.will never lie to the alpha,my ......". Before she could spar the nonsense out of her mouth,I smacked my palms on her cheek,in a resounding slap. She drifted back,her eyes clouded in tears. "How could ..... you.... can't you see I have the Luna's mark on my neck!. I'm your True Luna a d any other Luna is a counterfeit!!". She cried out,her voice breaking vigorously. "How dare you talk to your alpha in that manner!!". River let out a loud growl to which Ella rolled her eyes at him.

As Naida stared at what was left on the floor, tears began to run down her face and her cheek began to burn and swell. Naida was an orphan, so when she found out she was the fated mate to Rylan, the 5'11" mean Shadowmoon alpha with short black hair and brown eyes, she had thought it was a blessing. She had always heard stories about how a Luna could make her pack's life better by giving birth to strong, healthy pups. But that dream was short-lived. At first her in-laws treated her well, but after Rylan's parents' mysterious deaths, he changed. He grew cold and distant, spending much of his time with Lilith, his new mistress. It seemed as though he had forgotten her own existence.

As the cosmic tapestry expanded and new dimensions unfolded, Luna's essence continued to guide beings toward the radiant truth of their authenticity, forever etching upon the cosmic canvas the timeless value of being true to oneself. In the vast expanse of the cosmos, Luna's essence shimmered like a celestial beacon, transcending the boundaries of known realities and resonating with the very fabric of existence. Her story wove a tapestry of inspiration, inviting beings from all corners of the multiverse to embrace the transformative power of authenticity and the profound importance of staying true to oneself.

Rula chuckled. Rula pointed at herself. "I am the pure Luna, and you are the alter Luna. You are a fake Luna." Yarusoyya grumbled. "Isn't that right, fake Luna?" asked Rula with a sharp grin. Next