Scarlet Lunar Chronicles Novels & Stories

I begged, losing my footing the minute I stood up but thankfully the doctor caught me. “Of course. I’m so sorry there’s nothing more we can do,” he said quietly, leading me into Niko’s room. And there he was. On the bed. His wolf lay still—its fur the exact same shade as mine. He had fully shifted. ““Please. If I go find Torren now, will it still work? He can do something, can’t he?” I begged, clutching the doctor’s arm. He only rubbed my shoulder gently, “Luna… if the research team already had a stable suppressant, I promise I’d fight for it. But right now, there’s nothing. And even if we had it, the success rate was always uncertain.”

When she realized I was awake, she looked at me coldly and hissed, saying, "Sienna, this scene should feel familiar to you." I stared at the platform that was identical to my previous life, and the excruciating pain of being smashed to pieces flooded through my body again. I swallowed nervously in terror. I shouted, "You really are insane!" "I'm not insane! I'm just fighting for my happiness! What did I do wrong?" she yelled hysterically, blaming me as if I were guilty. "God gave us two chances at rebirth. In this life, if you had just stayed loyal to me, Connor would've followed the script and pursued me. Why did you betray me?"

“That’s the oldest of them all The Chronicle of the Silver Howl. No one has opened it in a long time.” The cover felt warm in Aria’s hands. She glanced at the others before slowly pulling it open. A swirl of silver dust rose from its pages, and the faint whisper of an ancient chant filled the air. The words written inside glowed softly under her touch. As the pages turned on their own, an illustration emerged of an image of a wolf with eyes that mirrored the moon itself. Beneath it, a name glimmered: Lunara, the First Daughter of the Moon. Aria’s breath caught. “That’s the name Selene mentioned.”

murmured Violet dazedly. Scarlet could only nod her head blankly with a strange gleam in those gorgeous eyes of hers as she mulled thoughtfully. The tri-colored lights only grew stronger. "The Soul-curing Flower has reached full bloom!" cried Scarlet. Chu Xun sped away; his primary target being the Soul-curing Flower right from the start. Gao Mohan and his companions traded quick glances before the former collected the unconscious Liu Jiuyuan and dashed after Chu Xun towards the source of the intensely-hued lights. So did Scarlet and her sisters.

Laylin softly breathed out a sigh at his flaring temper. She closed her eyes in silent, her heart drumming in her chest. “Scarlet was the daughter of a Rakhbar Princess and Sansy so it made her the perfect medium: the blood of both, Red Witch and White Wolf. You said the Old Mistress sees the future, did she see it?”

“Cyrus was there as well. Already waiting for her in fact. Cyrus’ only goal is to take over all werewolf packs and become the king, the sole ruler of them. He used his own sister to go to a witch and with the help of a very strong potion, she came out to be your mate. They were discussing renewing the portion. It's effects only lasted a month apparently, so she had to go to the witch every month to renew it. It was one of those moments when Scarlet was discussing finding a permanent potion because she did not want to come back and forth all the time.” I don't know what I felt at that moment. Angry for being lied to about such a big thing? Or relief that Scarlet was never my mate to begin wit

Chapter 23 ‎One year later – The Night of the Crimson Eclipse ‎ ‎Talia’s POV ‎ ‎The sky bled red above Moonshadow, deeper and more violent than any blood moon before. Tonight was the Crimson Eclipse, the rare alignment foretold in the oldest Lycan scrolls: when the moon turned its back on the sun and the veil between worlds thinned to nothing. ‎

The time had come for him to face us. Lillias stepped forward beside me, her eyes locked onto the rogue Alpha with a burning intensity. Scarlett, her wolf counterpart, was alive in her eyes—fierce and ready to strike. The aura surrounding her shifted, dark and powerful. It was as if the blood of the Moon Goddess herself surged within her, urging her to claim what was hers. The air around us felt charged, the ground beneath our feet almost vibrating with energy.

“I’m not working for Hunter, or Roman, or any of your Alpha assholes. I work for myself Luna Scarlett, and i work in my own best interest.” I call on the power of the mark. I feel relief when it fills me with a hot burning power, an energy that roars through my veins and readies itself to be unleashed at my command. I unleash it, but it goes nowhere. I yelp as the power slams back into my chest with a force that steals my breath away. It stins so bad i feel tears gather in my eyes and i writhe from the pain, a light mocking chuckle reaches my ears and the doctor’s voice comes afterwards.