The Moon's Daughter Novels & Stories

She buried herself under her blankets, letting the silence consume her as she tried to ignore the pounding of her own heart. In the dimness of her room, as daylight faded and the shadows grew long, Channary clutched her pillow, sinking deeper into her shame. The Moon had betrayed her, left her vulnerable, her mate unclaimed. She was the Alpha’s daughter, Moon-Kissed and blessed, yet here she was, abandoned and marked only by the emptiness of broken promises.

I wailed. But Alastor barked his orders at Trenton once more. My father tried to hug me, but Alastor pushed him away. "She is no longer the daughter of an Alpha. She's a Luna now." With teary eyes, my father fell to his knees, shouting profanities at the Moon Goddess, screaming for her to answer him. He wanted to know why she had been so cruel to his daughter. Even I wanted to know why the Moon Goddess paired me with the Mate From Hell.

Silver eyes. I had never seen anything like it. Then she moved. In a blur of motion, she lunged at Cohen. He screamed and swung the metal rod, but she was faster. Her claws slashed through his arm, sending blood splattering across the courtyard. The sound of his pain echoed, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My mind couldn’t process what I was seeing. Papa stood beside me, silent, his eyes wide with shock. “The Moon’s daughter,” he whispered. “By the Goddess, she’s the Moon’s daughter.”

And the way was to terminate him. "Moma, who is he?" Moon goddess heard her daughter sweet voice, Luna. She was a beautiful girl, one with a kind heart and an adorable personality. She had come to the age of marriage and moon goddess was looking for a suitable wolf for her to be married with. Moon goddess turned to her daughter only to find her staring at the Deus through the crystal ball. There was raw emotion in her eyes that puzzled Moon goddess. Her daughter seemed to be smitten by the heartless Lycan.

You are a daughter of the Moon. Evangeline: Mother, am I the only one? Goddess: No, my child, there are three of you. But you are my only daughter. You are the one I couldn't hide in time, and I had difficulty finding you until I sensed your prayer for me. Then I asked your companion to find you. Now is the time to wake up and transform yourself. Deep down, you know who you truly are. Evangeline: Wait, how long have I been here?

“When I drew my first breath under the Blood Moon, the Moon Goddess marked me with light. I became the Moonbound, and through me, her children obeyed. Yet the power was never mine… it flowed through me, not from me. The bond is fragile, woven not through strength but through lineage. When my blood ceases, the bond shall shatter, and the four will slumber in anguish until my blood returns to breathe beneath her gaze once more. They shall awaken when the lost blood walks under a false moon, and the Moonbound trembles with divided hearts. Only she—the Daughter of the Moonbound—shall call them by name, and they shall answer. Her voice shall soothe their rage; her light shall mend their broken sp

“The Citadel. The Trials. I want to know what they’re hiding.” One of the rogues, a thin woman, cleared her throat. “There have been whispers, my lady. Of the trials being performed. They say the daughter of the moon has returned." My heart skipped a beat. “The daughter of the moon?” I hissed. “And she bears the mark.” My stomach twisted violently. No. This couldn’t be. That lineage had ended centuries ago, become a mere myth. Why was a moonborn resurfacing now? “How long has this been going on for?” I whispered.

"So, are you going to tell me?" "Okay, I will. So, the moon goddess, or Selene, as she was called then was the daughter of a wrathful god, Hyperion. She was beautiful and had many suitors from a young age, which pleased his father to no end. His father was proud of her but her pride and arrogance always got in the way of her being great and being good to others."

There were no female white wolves. “That was because of Jayden’s energy”, I pointed out. “But they say you're the daughter of the moon goddess”, Conan said calmly. I glared at him. He had just touched on a raw topic. “It's all a rumour. You're so unbelievable! I don't even have an idea who my birth Mom is. If you'll excuse me, I'll take my leave now”. I wiped the tears that were pouring down my cheeks as I ran out through the door. How could they bring up the rumours!!!

It always came back to the lullaby. I read the last paragraph. I know you are afraid. I know you are confused. I know you feel alone. But you are not alone. I am with you. In the land. In the mark. In the song. You are my daughter. You are the heir of Silverpine. And you are stronger than you know. I love you, Olivia. I have always loved you. And I always will. Your mother, Queen Elara of Silverpine I folded the letter carefully and held it against my chest.