Novel & Cerita Scarlet Lunar Chronicles

It was a female figure by her obvious curves and her black-red hair that flowed behind her. " It is never over." Her hazel eyes shone, anger and hate in them. A beautiful dark birthmark on the top of her mouth outlined her beautiful but dangerous looking face. SCARLET MOON PACK. Khasim, the beta watched as the Alpha kept smiling from ear to ear as he finally got to open the parcel sent to him by Luna Estelle since these days. He threw a look towards the Gamma who gave a huge, long breath of exasperation as his own job was to be alert incase Laila suddenly burst in at any moment and saw what her fiance was doing.

I pictured those same tits in my hands, her body twisting and moaning while I slapped them until they bounced and turned red. “Mother, what is going on?” Darius asked, snapping me out of the filthy haze. “Haven’t you noticed something strange about your city Luna?” He frowned, glancing between me and his mother. “What is strange?” “She has no scent,” his mother said. “I noticed it yesterday. She is fooling you.” Darius turned to me, “I noticed that too, Lyra. Why don’t you have a scent?” Tears burned at the corners of my eyes. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Illusions after all, or something more complex I didn't understand. "You fool," Scarrow snarled, throwing Zephyr off with surprising strength. "Do you think you're the only one who's been enhanced?" He began to change, his scarred skin rippling, reshaping. But this wasn't a werewolf transformation. This was something else, something wrong. His body elongated, joints bending in impossible directions, fingers becoming claws that dripped with something that hissed when it hit the chapel floor. "Failed experiment," he laughed, the sound distorted by his changing throat. "The Shadow Council's first attempt at creating artificial Moonsingers. It didn't quite work, but it left me with certain... ad

Scarlets are direct descendants of the moon goddess. Most Scarlets don't meet their wolves until a much later age. Some don't meet their wolf throughout their lifetime. Scarlet has a special bloodstream; their blood is different from the normal one. And no, I'm not referring to the color. The color is quite the same. Red. But Scarlet's blood is known to have special healing benefits. One of the books I read gave a little detail about them. I can still remember how the book described them. The vampires received a Scarlet as a peace offering when war broke out between the werewolves and the vampires. One female Scarlet was sacrificed to restore peace to the whole world. That is how powerful Sc

"I'm the Vessel, remember? If anyone's ending this, it's me, with you." We reached the compound under a blood moon that refused to fade, its crimson light painting everything in omens. I set Lyra down in our chambers, Mira the healer rushing to her side with salves and chants. Selene and Elias were confined to a guarded hall, their presence a thorn in the pack's side. As Mira worked, the bond's shift intensified, drawing me closer to Lyra. The air grew heavy with it, a primal pull that awakened something deeper than strategy.

“According to what our wolves overheard, Alpha Juno confronted his Luna, and she claimed Scarlet had lost her mind. That she was so traumatised by her situation, she tried to harm others… even herself. She said Scarlet couldn’t take it anymore, knowing her sister became Luna while she was left to rot in a prison.” I clenched my jaw, frowning deeply. If only they knew. Scarlet wasn’t wasting away in some cold cell. She was living under my roof like she owned the damn place. Treated like royalty, eating my food, walking through my halls in my shirt, and sleeping on my couch as if she belonged there. Nothing could shake her. Not the past. Not her so-called trauma. Not even me. “She’s lying,” I

We need to get those not fighting safely hidden and get the allied warriors brought here. “I have an idea but I am not sure I should share it.” Wilder states hesitantly. “Please share, brother.” “The Luna ceremony for Scarlet pack is coming in less than 2 weeks.” I wait for the agonizing pain to hit my chest at his words caused by the mate bond but it doesn’t come. Instead it is a dull ache I feel when my human side thinks of how it could have been different. “We will use the movement of the packs as a diversion to send ours to safety and unite with the allies.”

It felt oddly familiar as if the silver had always been a part of her. ‘Is this some fallout from suppressing our strength? Like, are there side effects or something?’ Scarlett pouted. Ulva nonchalantly shrugged, ‘Could be anything, Scar.’ ‘I just can’t wrap my head around all this! First, we get rejected and kicked out of the pack. Then there’s the rogue attack. We met George’s uncle, signed some contract that messed with our strength, and now this. Can the Moon Goddess please drop a hint, just a tiny one, to help us make sense of all this?’ Scar sighed, feeling a bit down.

Zimo eyed the she-wolves standing behind Chris. Chris nodded. “These are the girls I told you about, no special treatment, especially our Luna” Zimo's gaze landed on Scarlet and he bowed his head. “It's an honor to finally meet our Luna, I'm Zimo at your service" Scarlet put on a smile, awkwardness creeping through her bones. Just a few weeks ago, she was just an ordinary she-wolf in college and now, she was the Luna of their pack. She knew nothing about being a Luna!

Mira chipped in. “It's about what's going on. She doesn't have a scent, what is she?” “What are you guys talking about?” I placed my hands over my head to ease the ache I was feeling but it didn't help. Anytime I looked at them, I could see the wolves from the previous night. It was like my instinct was telling me who they were in image flashes. “Are you okay?” Orion helped me sit back on a tree. “Regular folks have a scent and so does someone that shares our curse. It's unique, different,” Tristan explained with a cold look.