The Half Blood Luna Free Novels & Stories

he said. Aria stepped forward. “She is hers.” The battle erupted. Fire met flame. Light met shadow. The Grove screamed. Aria summoned the Eternal Flame. It surged from her chest, golden and wild. It collided with the Blood Father’s fire. The sky split. Luna rose into the air, her mark blazing. She spoke in a voice not her own. “I am not your heir. I am not your weapon. I am the spark.” The Blood Father roared. And Luna shattered his crown.

"The fall from the platform didn't finish you, the basement fire didn't finish you, and now even Damon's onto me!" Yuna looked at her, expression unreadable. "Because you did too much, and you left yourself exposed. Do you really think a few performances can fool everyone for a lifetime?" "So what if I did?!" Vera screamed sharply. "If you hadn't been hogging that position, Damon would have been mine long ago! Why do you get to be Luna by birthright, to command an entire pack with your noble blood and perfect fur, while I can only be a florist who has to budget for a single necklace?"

Their younger brothers could take them, but they were all 16 and not of age. She worried that although she had twenty-six males to work with now, it didn’t stop Alphas, Betas, Deltas, and Gammas from other packs trying to send their second sons of age to try and join her Harem. Thankfully, the Main had to be of the heart and soul, which meant they would come from within the pack. Her heart's choice scroll would rise on its own, and that would be who the next Alpha of the pack would be when she took her place as Luna.

His voice drops dangerously low, “This doesn’t concern you. It is between her and me.” “Yeah, but if you make it permanent, it makes her our Luna,” Eva reveals. “She is a half-breed. She can’t be Luna.” “It isn’t up to you to decide on who the Luna is. If she accepts me as her mate, she will be Luna.” “Halfbloods struggle with offspring. She will bear weak pups if she can get pregnant at all,” Eva says. So what? Lots of women can’t have children. Fuck this heiracy shit.

"Open your heart and let the love within guide you." Luna extended her trembling hand, its warmth contrasting with the cool surface of the altar. As her fingertips made contact, a surge of energy coursed through her, intertwining with her love for Jaxon. The chamber filled with a radiant light, casting away the encroaching darkness. Luna's body shimmered, ethereal wisps dancing around her, as her sacrifice took form. With each passing moment, Luna felt a profound sense of loss, an ache in her soul. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, as she whispered a silent farewell to the part of her she was about to release.

“Sleep hybrid. We don’t want you here.” Luna turned to find the General rushing towards her. She dug her foot down and started to turn while she grabbed his chest and threw him. Bloodchild ran towards her after seeing Raven pass out. The loyalists to the general ran towards the Luna and grabbed her arms and pulled her towards the ground. She fell back and slapped their bodies together. They passed out. Bloodchild stepped over top of her and smashed the vial on top of her head. She kicked him backward and tried to stand up. She stopped transforming and start panting. Her Vision went and she passed out in her garden bed.

I say slowly, hoping Slade would walk in and just take me out of this creepiness. “Promise me,” she grabbed my arms with surprising urgency “Promise me you will not desert Dark Wolf when you are needed, promise me, Luna,” “Why the fuck would anyone need me?” I cocked a brow “I’m just a half-blood, probably the weakest person in this pack, I can’t fight or do shit, so I have no idea what you are talking about,” I tried to pull my hands out of hers, but she held on firmly.

“As you all know that I have won my place as the main Luna of the Luminar by fighting my cousin, Hyacinth fair and square. Now, another hurdle befalls me, as the power that has to be mine, half of it got stolen and transferred into another mystic blood body, a halven, named Cattleya Hunt.” People will not stop gossiping and whispering all around me, as I spoke my opinion to her. “I am Cattelya Hunt, and I need to tell everyone here that I have never stolen anything from Luna Ivy, as the Moon Goddess is my witness.” “Then come forward, you coward! Face me, as I need to have the power and fully transition as the Luna supreme of the werewolf clan! Let me claim my power now.” She almost clawed t

The possessed Layla let out another chilling laugh. “She only defeated your pathetic Evelyn because I allowed her to tap into my power! She is mine! Her will is subservient to mine! She is merely a shell, a puppet on my strings!” “No!” I shouted, dodging another brutal assault, feeling the familiar sting of energy as she clawed at my arm, her touch burning like ice. “She’s not! She’s Layla Bloodwood, Luna Queen of the Bloodwood Pack, and she belongs to no one but herself, and to me!” My heart ached, a deep, crushing sorrow settling over me. I couldn’t keep fighting her. Not like this. This wasn't a battle against an enemy; it was a battle against my own soul. Each block, each parry, felt lik

Instead of a bar, Luna Elaine had a mini library with two reclining lounge chairs with side tables and a round center table. The former Luna loves reading. She has a collection of historical books on everything supernatural and other genres, too. She also has a mysterious shelf of unmarked books no one dared touch. They were the only ones kept inside a sliding glass enclosure with locks. It always piqued my interest, but I had to respect the rules of the house. The former Alpha and Luna busied themselves traveling abroad after successfully handing the pack over to Nathan at age 22. But they make sure to return every year for the celebration of the Summer solstice.