Selene Comics Novels & Stories

Her smug smile fades and turns into a curled lip at the sight of my mother. “Selene, my dear, you have no business here.” She hisses. “On the contrary, Aphrodite, these are my children.” Selene stands tall. Powerful energy emanates from her. It is so thick you can almost touch it. “YOU are the one who has no business here.”

Selene didn't say a word she just stood holding the bowl in her hand as she waited for me. “It’ll be fine Viv. Just go in,” My wolf told me and gave me some courage to go lay down in the star. When I did, Selene began chanting magical words as she stepped into where I lay. She didn't for a minute stop chanting as she began to use a paintbrush to draw the half-moon on my forehead. The moment the paintbrush touched my forehead, that was the beginning of the pain. I screamed in pain, it was as though the Lunar Ink and the paintbrush were burning my skin.

Well, oh shit, this isn’t going to be pretty. Taking the book, I thanked her and sat back, reading the pages. The pages are old and the drawings have faded over the years. Looking at the image of Selene, the Moon Goddess, in her human form, she is beautiful. Her long flowing wavy blonde hair, her green eyes, and long white floor-length gown blowing around her ankles. Her skin is pure and white like the first snow in winter. Selene’s beauty is ethereal, just like Destinee’s. She screams goddess. Turning to the next page is the picture of her wolf Aura. My Aura. “Mate is beautiful.” Orion is watching through my eyes and I scan the image of her. I nod my head.

I move my focus from his chin to his eyes, when I do, he gives me a small smile. “It’s a big age difference. I don’t know why Selene does that, but she has a plan. Maybe I have become too uptight and need someone younger, and wild, to help me remember to have some fun. Or maybe it was for a young, wild, gorgeous, woman to slow down. We will never know why Selene does what she does, but there’s always a reason. Are you willing to see what happens?”

I smiled as he leaned in, plastering a kiss on my forehead. “I hate to break this moment lovebirds, but I’ve got some examinations to carry out. So If you don’t mind, spare some of us who suck at love, time to carry out our jobs at least,” She teased, rolling her eyes. We all let out a loud laugh. Selene was as old as time but anyone who doesn’t know might not tell. She looked well groomed, her silver hair always dangling across her shoulders; She could pass for the moon goddess. She had told me magic paused her aging and it

“No. But I think… they’re afraid of me too.” --- Theron had begun to draw. He filled scrolls with spirals, flame symbols, sigils no tutor had shown him. Some matched the ones in the Flame Temple ruins. Others? Unknown. One drawing stood out. It showed two thrones: one of fire, one of moonlight. And between them, a figure in chains. The figure looked like Selene. --- Selene stared at the image long after Theron had run off to play. Kael appeared beside her. “She’s still the light,” he said softly.

The news of their Alpha’s death was already spreading through the pack links like a wildfire. I pushed the door open. The suite was filled with the scent of jasmine and expensive lilies. It was a beautiful, incandescent room, but it felt like a cage. Selene was sitting on the window seat, her knees tucked to her chest, staring out toward the Gardens. She was wearing a simple silk robe, her long, pale hair falling over her shoulders like a silver veil. She didn't turn around when we entered. She stayed perfectly still, her reflection in the glass a ghost of her mother’s beauty.

Inside the dreamworld of Chloe’s coma, the shadows rippled like living oil. The air pressed thick and suffocating, and Chloe suddenly knew, she wasn’t alone. Selene emerged from the dark, her eyes glowing silver-white, her gown flowing as though it were spun from smoke itself. Her smile was sharp and cruel. “There you are, little lamb. Still clinging to borrowed time.” Chloe’s heart thundered. “Stay away from me.” Selene tilted her head, amused. “Why should I? You cheated death. That cannot go unpunished.”

~SELENE I am Selene, and I’m one half of a pair of twins. My brother, Kingdom, and I are sixteen years old, and we’re the children of Alpha Kieran and Luna Storm. Growing up in our pack has been an adventure, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Kingdom and I are different in many ways, but our bond is unbreakable.

“You’re staring again.” Lealla nearly jumped when Selene’s voice appeared beside her. The Moon Goddess stood invisible to everyone else, dressed in pale silver robes that moved like mist beneath the winter wind. Unlike Lealla, Selene looked entirely unimpressed by mortal kingdoms, wars, or kings. Especially kings. “I’m not staring,” Lealla muttered quietly under her breath. Selene raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been standing here for twenty minutes holding the same piece of bread while smiling at him like your soul left your body.”