Novel & Cerita Tears Of A Luna

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

Another ran for a towel. Tessa clutched Luna close, her tears falling onto the child’s trembling skin. She could feel the weak flutter of her heartbeat—fragile, fading. “Breathe, baby… please, breathe,” she whispered frantically. “It’s okay, Aunt Tess is here. Just breathe for me, please.” Luna’s eyes fluttered, her tiny hand reaching up weakly—then falling limp against Tessa’s chest. “No, no, no—stay with me!” Tessa sobbed, rocking her in her arms. “Hold on, bunny… please hold on!”

"Why do I want to cry? Why isn't he willing to leave his girlfriend? Then, why do I want him to leave his girlfriend who came first?" Luna muttered to herself. The woman finally could no longer hold back the tears. It fell and broke. This time, the clear grains fell drop by drop over her hands. She was shaken even more and her tears fell profusely. It took a long time to express her anxiety. But suddenly she remembered something! She quickly wiped her tears with her hands. A little rushed, Luna took out her laptop on top of the pile of weapons she had hidden. She deliberately took some with her. She was sure, one day she would definitely need it.

The moment Luna stepped through the door, she immediately heard Aura barking away at Lily, standing in the kitchen with her hands on her waist. The good-natured Lily hung her head low, her tears falling to the ground in big fat drops. Luna frowned and walked up to them. “Lily, what’s wrong?” Lily raised her head, saw that Luna was back, and could no longer hold back her tears, teardrops streaming down her face in bold rivulets.

Luna Riza, blinded by envy and greed, lost all of her reason. This was one of the Moon’s Tears power. It could ignite the deepest, darkest desire of a human no matter how kind or innocent that person was. It played the mind of the people. Diana reckoned this was the reason why Shananel let the Moon’s Tears stay in the Crescent Pack’s alpha family—it gave the alpha and the luna a false sense of security while not knowing it was a curse for those who were not descendants of the Ritchell bloodline. Diana watched as Luna Riza slammed against the cabinet, shattering the wooden furniture into pieces. Wooden splinters that went straight to Diana turned into a pile of dust as soon as they made conta

Luke asked, his deep voice sounding gentle. Luna's eyelids fluttered closed, her lush lashes brushing against her cheeks. A single tear escaped the corner of her eye, rolling down her face. She didn't move to wipe it away, she just sat there, frozen in vulnerability as she struggled to hold back the torrent of tears that threatened to fall. Luke's fingers twitched, his instincts desperately screaming at him to brush away that tear. But he resisted.

Luna remained silently submissive beneath him, her tears continuing to wet her face

"You’re the true Luna." ***

"I'm sorry. I can still talk my father out of this, Louise. Please. Just hear me out, hmm? Listen to me, okay? I love you. It's you that I want to marry. It's you that I want to mark. You are my Luna—" "STOP!" Louise shouted. Tears started falling from her eyes. She knew this would happen the moment she saw those dreamy eyes. Those eyes that used to be her light. She knew. She knew that was why Louise drowned herself in darkness. She tried drowning herself to forget him, but he was stubbornly saving her again. Again. Just like that time. "You found your Luna, Dia," Louise wipes her tears and steps back when Dia tries to reach her. "Stop trying to get me back. Stop trying to make me the bad p

I hate that it makes my chest ache. I exhale slowly through my nose. The regret is immediate and bitter. “I’m sorry,” I mutter. My voice cracks on the second word. “It’s not your fault. Just… put it down. I know what to do.” “You should not be alone, Luna,” the one with the wine says. “No one should be by themselves at a time like this.” I swallow past the knot in my throat. “I prefer it. Leave. Please.” The Omega with the bowl sets it carefully on the vanity, then she presses a small glass vial into my hand. “From the healer, Luna,” she whispers. “She says it will help with the pain.”