The Broken Luna Novels & Stories

Her down was already throbbing just by the thought of him being on her. "Who's this?" She asked in a perfunctory tone. "Zaria, this is my uncle, Dante. Uncle Dante, meet Zaria, the luna of the pack." "That's surprising." Dante sipped a little wine from his glass and dropped it before turning to Zaria who was now seated beside Liam. Her eyes were still roaming about his body but she had to compose herself. "You said she is the luna of your pack. I remember you always calling your ex-wife sweet names whenever we talked on the phone."

But because she was unfinished. That was the part no one said out loud. Anna Moonlace was powerful, yes—but she was power interrupted. Split. Deferred. She still has a lot of things to learn, she also has many family secrets to uncover, else she won't see growth no matter how hard she works. I leaned against the stone balcony outside my chamber, eyes lifted to the moon, listening to the distant movement of guards below. Moonlace wolves were restless tonight. Grief made them reckless, but fear sharpened it. Should they lead a war with fear?

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but aunt Tess's words were still swimming in my head. This is a game changer for Seth. I am a Luna. He thought he could break my heart and get away with it but he can't . I won't let him. He will regret the day he had left me. Vengeance crept into my heart. I did not know how I was going to make him pay, but I was going to. " Breakfast is ready," I heard aunt Tess's jovial voice from the dining hall.

It was a call to action, a reminder that every discarded item possessed a voice and a right to rise once more. Later, watching the flames dance, I stood at the edge of the party as the fires blazed brightly and the party raged. Lydia approached softly, her face shining with subdued pride. "Reya," she whispered, "they're singing your name now. They refer to you as The Broken Luna." Briefly, I turned away and swallowed the ache in my neck. That title felt like both a gift and a weight. The Luna that had been betrayed, abandoned, and broken—yet somehow, still standing.

She started to stammer, “I…I can’t be a Luna, someone like me can’t be a Luna…” My anger flared up. “Someone like you? Someone the moon goddess picked out for me specifically?” “Broken…” Her voice was barely a whisper. “You, my dear mate, are not broken. You have survived, and one day, I would like to know all what you have survived. But the fact that you are in front of me, means that you lived through all of it. And that kind of strength is what I need. What a Luna needs.”

“But she had gotten over him, or at least she thought she had. What they had had been over for a long time now, and she had wanted it to stay that way. She had worked hard to make it so, made something of herself to ensure it. Because he had hurt her.” Luna knew she wasn’t deceiving anybody, certainly not her mother, with her cover story, but somehow, it just felt easier talking about Justin as if she hadn’t been the one he hurt. “He had broken her heart,” she continued, “shattered her and broken her spirit. The breakup had been the worst thing she had ever gone through in her entire life. And now he’s back.” Luna’s hand fisted in her bowl of dough. “He’s back and just like before, he’s thre

It has been a week since Luna break up with Adrian, Kara could see the pain etched across her sister Luna's face, a reflection of the shattered heart within. Luna, usually radiant and confident, had become a mere shadow of herself. Her usually impeccably groomed appearance had grown disheveled, her once vibrant eyes now dull and haunted.

My gaze snapped toward her. “No,” I said, “She wasn’t supposed to fight back like that. She wasn’t supposed to defeat me. She was supposed to be the weak, obedient Luna who meekly took everything we dished out for her” But she had changed, and she had destroyed me. I closed my eyes, forcing down the image of Celina standing there. Stronger, steadier, whole in a way that made something inside me twist sharply in response. That wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She was supposed to stay broken. Weak. Dependent.

I so wanted Luna from the very first day and moment I set my eyes on her. She was the mate I needed, and I couldn't confess to her how sweet she was to me either. Knowing Luna was this broken because of me had me broken too, but I had no other choice than to make a promise to her. "How will you do that?" Luna asked me, as she stared up at my face and met my blue eyes.

“He destroyed the Moonbearers?” “Most of them.” “And the broken moon from my vision…” “Was shattered during that war.” She rubbed her temples. “So let me get this straight.” Kael waited. “A powerful ancient villain broke one of the moons, wiped out the Moonbearers, and now wants me because I’m the last one.” Kael nodded. “That’s about right.” She sighed heavily. “No pressure at all.” Suddenly the ground trembled. Both of them froze. “That didn’t feel normal,” Luna said slowly.