The Silenced Luna Novels & Stories

Not even breath. The Mirror Realm no longer needs to speak for me. It has found something better. The Luna-Shadow appears beside me as the others struggle to their feet, their own voices returning as mine disappears. She seems completely unaffected by what just happened, as if the emergence of impossible beasts and the dissolution of reality are merely Tuesday morning entertainment. She leans close, her breath cold against my ear, and whispers: "Now that your voice is gone, what truth will your silence command?" In her hand, she holds a shard of mirror—not from the battlefield around us, but from somewhere else entirely. The reflection it shows isn't the Throat of Echoes or the six strugglin

The silence in the penthouse was louder than the sirens wailing thirty floors below. Luna sat on the cold, white-marbled floor, the harsh blue glow of her ban-notification still reflecting in her wide, vacant eyes. Every few seconds, her phone vibrated with a jagged pulse: a death threat from a former fan, a legal summons from a corporate firm, or a hollow ping notifying her that another "friend" had scrubbed her from their digital existence.

The silence in the room was chilling. The moonlight aggressively shone through the bay windows, illuminating the two inhabitants of the room; one sitting and the other standing; both caught in a web of sexual tension. Luna was speechless. She tried to talk, but no sounds came forth. Time slowed. She could clearly count her heart beats as they thumped wildly in her chest. “Luna. Tell me to let go. Please.” Sebastian's voice was deep, but she could hear the cracks in it.

Luna sits with them for an hour, flawlessly deflecting their coordinated inquiries with the practiced, exhausting ease of a woman who has spent years managing her family's collective anxiety. When she finally excuses herself to her private quarters, she can feel Will's intense gaze burning a hole into her spine. He may not know the exact parameters of her revenge, but he knows she is lying. Her bedroom is dark, cold, and entirely silent. Without bothering to illuminate the space, Luna collapses onto the heavy silk covers, listening to the relentless drumming of the rain against the glass. The sudden vibration of her phone shatters the silence. The screen illuminates the dark room with a blin

In anticipation. Luna walked the sanctuary slowly, her breath syncing with the ley lines, her thoughts heavy. She didn’t feel fractured. She felt full. The vision had shown her a child—eyes like hers, breath like the Grove, rhythm like the flame. But the child hadn’t been born into peace. They had been born into silence. And Luna feared what that silence meant. She knelt beneath the ancient tree and whispered, “I will remember you.” The wind stirred. The flame surged. And the Grove whispered.

The wolfsblane seemed to keep the sire bond at bay and for the first time in a long time, I felt like the old me. I headed to the bathroom but heard a whiny feminine voice downstairs that I had never heard before. I decided to not pay any attention until I heard her voice call Brett’s name. “But Brett you said I would be your chosen mate!” This mysterious voice declared. Now I knew exactly who she was. “No Alicia I didn’t, you just assumed that!” I could tell by his tone he was already getting frustrated with her. “I have found my fated mate and she will be my Luna.” I smile at his words, until I hear his father.

"I'm sorry. I can still talk my father out of this, Louise. Please. Just hear me out, hmm? Listen to me, okay? I love you. It's you that I want to marry. It's you that I want to mark. You are my Luna—" "STOP!" Louise shouted. Tears started falling from her eyes. She knew this would happen the moment she saw those dreamy eyes. Those eyes that used to be her light. She knew. She knew that was why Louise drowned herself in darkness. She tried drowning herself to forget him, but he was stubbornly saving her again. Again. Just like that time. "You found your Luna, Dia," Louise wipes her tears and steps back when Dia tries to reach her. "Stop trying to get me back. Stop trying to make me the bad p

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One

Luca was at the receiving end, and Logan, who was banging in hard on Luca. The sight was too shocking for me to behold because I could not believe that the Alpha was gay. That explains one of the reasons why he has not gotten any Luna and also what made he stop while he was trying to molest me. I quickly returned back to my room so that I would not get caught while peeping at the privacy of the Alpha. I was pleased to watch the rising of the sun from my window in the castle. The birds made sweet sounds of nature that served as song to the ears. I could feel the fresh air from the window where I stood to look at the wonders of nature.

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.