The Perfect Luna Novels & Stories

I couldn't do shit, and it was driving me fucking insane. “The story of the True Luna is really a legend among the witches.” I heard the fucker’s voice. “I wasn’t even aware of it until a witch told me about it. The most fascinating thing about her is that she is stronger than any other wolf. She can’t be hurt or killed using wolfsbane or silver. She is indestructible and very valuable. She is the only creation on this earth that can share her abilities with others.” I heard gasps all around us. Our pack members didn’t know how special she was. We didn’t even know how special she was. We knew bits and pieces, but not this. If what this fucker was saying was true, then she was really extraord

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

I placed my hands on his temples again, and welcomed the vision into mine. I saw a woman, Clay’s mother. She was bitten by a vampire. She did not say a word about it, because had she did so, our father would have hunted that vampire . And then, there was the full moon, two babies. I have seen two babies, one boy and one girl. But Clay’s mother was only carrying a single child. The full moon and two babies and then a powerful voice echoing: ‘Two children of the chosen wolves. Destined to be one. The female Luna will be the most powerful of all wolves, her powers will be unparalleled, her domains will be one. She must be protected or else, her powers will be lost and all wolves will pay the co

In the twilight glow of a Santorini sunset, I watched the golden light catch Kael's profile, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat. This man had accepted my broken pieces and healed my soul. I took his hand, our fingers lacing together. "Kael." He turned to me, his gaze as gentle as a deep spring. I stood on my toes, kissed his lips, and whispered in the sea breeze. "Let's have our Luna ceremony. I want to be your Luna, the real, official kind." One year later. At the summit of Silver Creek pack's sacred mountain. The sound of ancient horns echoed through the clouds as tens of thousands of pack members bowed their heads in submission.

Because my jealousy endangered his childhood sweetheart, my Alpha mate, Victor, took our son's advice. He sent me to the pack witch to have my memories erased.​ A long winter later, he woke me with the antidote.​ In the eyes of the pack, I became the perfect Luna.​ I organized the pack's winter stores flawlessly. I cataloged every last berry and pound of meat without breaking a sweat. I could even smile while delivering a blanket to Clara, Victor's precious sweetheart.​

Sasha “Is this what you had in mind, Luna Sasha?” Luna Odessa asked me after she got closer to me. I forced a smile on my lips, giving her an affirmative nod. We met at the last brunch I attended, and among all those Lunas I met that day, she was the only person who seemed to be interested in getting to know me. “It is better. I am just glad that the shelter will have everything it needs,” I say to her, bringing the glass of champagne to my lips. She is a woman in her late fifties and has a son who married an omega.

I could only force my heavy legs to take slow, painful steps. Thankfully, my twin sister, Noelle, appeared just in time, like a savior. She rushed over to me, urgently. "Naomi, you have to run! Dad is planning to give you to Joshua, the Beta of Snowmoon Pack, as his mate! I heard Joshua had a witch do a special reading. If he completes the mating ceremony during his 60th birthday party tomorrow with a virgin female werewolf, he can extend his life. If you can just make it through tomorrow, you'll be safe!

Four new Lunas had arrived since the day before, and Jeanette made sure I was introduced to them before getting everyone else settled in at the tables assembled in the greenhouse. “This is Luna Makayla Crestwood of the Red Oasis Pack, Luna Katherine O’Donnell of the Bloodmoon Pride, Luna Sarah Clark of the Silent Silver River Pack, and Luna Lisa Lawrence of the Raging Peaks Pack. Ladies, this is Alpha Selene D’Arcadia Volkov of the Opalescent Moon Pack.”

The man was apologizing with his eyes before he closed the door in a total rush. Luna turned and went to the window, where she had a splendid view over the town behind them after the garden ended. She clenched her fists in such anger that she felt drops of blood running down the carpet. The only thing she could think of, and not feeling the pain, was that she could not allow that little human bastard, who didn't even know who her real parents were, to ruin what she had managed to build for years now. She was coming to an end, and she will have her trophy. Even if that would mean that she needs to step on dead bodies... ~ Selene ~

He wore a deep navy tunic trimmed with black leather, every thread screaming control and command. Beside him, the Luna was his perfect contrast. Her smile was warm and effortless, her honey-colored hair pinned into a graceful twist. Dressed in a flowing cream blouse and soft olive skirt, she looked like she belonged in a garden, not beside a man who looked ready for war. Yet there was strength in her eyes—a quiet, steady kind. “Thank you,” the Luna said again, her hands clasped over her chest as she looked at me with nothing but sincerity. “For what you did for our son.”