The Broken Luna Novels & Stories

“Believe me when I say everyone knows about it. Your strength baffles us and the moment everyone hears that you recovered from a hundred lashes from the thorny whip, it would spike curiosity, especially from the Luna.” “I don't know what you are or where you came from or how you possessed such strength, but the Luna will not rest until she has uncovered your deepest darkest secrets. No matter how crafty you are in hiding them, it will be revealed to her. She won't hesitate to manipulate you, break you, blackmail you, and make your life a living hell. Breaking people is what she is best at.” She paused, swallowing hard before staring at me. I could see pity written all over her face. It was a

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

CRYSTAL POV I was shocked into numb silence, my heart raced and was aching, I could feel the heat rise to my throat, and the burning desire to bury my face in my hands and cry so hard urged me. But I had to put myself together, I wouldn’t let them see me fall apart, not now, not ever. What will become of a Luna with no child… It's been years! Their words kept echoing in my head… rewinding over and over and over again, with their croaky voices, and old grumbles that stabbed through my heart like a silver arrow.

Beatrice said, "your mother was stronger than any of us knew. To face that betrayal and still protect him... that took incredible strength." "I know," I said. "And that makes me angry too. She shouldn't have had to be that strong. She shouldn't have had to carry that alone." "No, she shouldn't have," Beatrice agreed. I made my way back to my room, and my mind was running in circles. Tomorrow I have to be at the courthouse for Ethan's hearing. Had to be strong, supportive, and present. But right now, all I could think about was Luna. My half-sister. Born from betrayal. Named by a guilty father. Stolen as a baby and lost for eighteen years.

☾☾SASKIA☽☽ Aretha pockets my hand in both of hers. It’s a lovely contrast; her dark bronze skin edged against my lighter caramel. “I can assure you you’re not making a mistake, Luna. Even if you were, I would gladly follow you to the ends of the world regardless. I am on your side, Luna. I shall always be.”

He wasn't going to give up just like that. On the other side, Luna got up from the ground. I think she was done playing with this girl. She didn't even know what the challenge was about, but if she wanted a fight, she would get one. When Skippy kicked her leg out, Luna grabbed it, pulling it so she had done a split. She screamed out as her legs split apart. She stomped on her legs, breaking her kneecaps. She screamed out so loud that Bandit turned, looking over at his sister, his eyes wide as he saw her do a split, then Luna stomping on her legs, breaking them. He screamed out to her to keep strong, but she couldn't hear him; she was in shock with both of her legs being broken. When she came

She was just there… calm and complete. This was me now. Not the girl who had once knelt in chains. Not the broken mate Jake walked away from. Not the furious prisoner Maria left to rot. Not the beast Jaddy tried to break. Not even the warrior who almost lost Axel. No. This woman, this Luna, was all of them, and none of them at the same time. I stared into the mirror, into eyes that had seen hell and made it home again. “I was born to be broken,” I whispered, “so I could rise unshakable.”

Cracks began to appear in the mirrors, thin and spiderweb-like. Roman said nothing. Luna took a step forward, voice trembling with anger and truth. “I’m what you created when you broke me , and I will be the thing that ends you.” The mirrors shattered. Light exploded from every direction, shards flying like frozen rain. Luna shielded her face, the force knocking her to her knees. When the noise stopped, the room was silent. The walls were gone. And in their place stood Roman, leaning in the doorway , dark coat, eyes like liquid shadow, expression unreadable.

"Some of us don't get second chances. Some of us just get abandoned over and over until we learn to stop hoping." "Luna—" "Don't. Don't try to understand me or fix me or make me feel better about being Vincent Winter's dirty secret." Luna stood abruptly. "I shouldn't have come here." But she didn't leave. Despite her anger, despite her constant attacks, Luna stayed. And slowly, I began to see past her rage to the broken woman underneath. She trained harder than anyone. Fought like she had something to prove. She always sat alone at meals, radiating loneliness even surrounded by people. Through my bond with Nadia, I felt her efforts to reach Luna, to break through those walls.

I nearly lost Athena because of it. “Yes, I did.” She takes my hand and helps me sit on the side of the bathtub. “Luna, your bond is still intact.” I chuckle at her, shaking my head. “No, he felt the pain of the bond breaking.” I tell her when she chuckles and I’m utterly confused. What the fuck is going on? “No, the pain he felt was not the bond breaking. It would have been the pain of his betrayal. You are the True Luna and he is your True Mate. The bond between you is unbreakable.” She has got to be joking?