Throne Of The Crescent Moon Novels & Stories

Kaelen knelt beside them, lips brushing the child’s forehead, and whispered, “You are our future, our legacy, and our light. Blessed Luna Rising continues through you.” The moon hung high, full and luminous, its light bathing Crescent Fang in silver splendor. The air was filled with the quiet hum of life, the gentle rustle of trees, and the distant call of night creatures. Crescent Fang had endured. Crescent Fang had flourished. Crescent Fang would continue to shine, guided by love, courage, and the indomitable spirit of the Blessed bloodline.

We’re high up, probably in the very peaks I imagined while blindfolded. Two great doors open before us, and the chamber inside is vast, hung with black banners streaked red, the mark of Blood Moon Pack. At the far end, three thrones rise on a dais of polished obsidian. The center is the widest, taller than the others, carved into the shape of snarling wolf heads with ruby eyes. On that throne sits the Luna, regal, elegant and powerful.

“I’m giving you a chance to step down. Walk away with your life. I don’t need to make this bloody, yet.” I stared at her. Zaira’s voice echoed in my mind. Bring Auren, or I’ll wipe every soul in Crescent Moon. And now Selene, mad with delusion, was standing here with a makeshift army, claiming the Luna throne while flaunting a mysterious pregnancy. Two enemies. One child. And me in between them. I was suddenly exhausted. But I straightened my shoulders. “This pack already has a Luna,” I said. “Me, you don’t have the people, you don’t have the blessing, and you sure as hell don’t have the truth.”

That was how their world worked. Cassian’s gaze settled on Lyra. “According to the stories, they answered to something much older.” “The Moon Throne.” Nobody recognized the name except Ronan and his expression worried Lyra. “You know it?” Kael asked. Ronan nodded. “I’ve seen references.” How many? “Very few.” Ronan knew everything or at least it sometimes felt that way. Before anyone could continue, a howl echoed across the territory. Every warrior immediately looked toward the gates. Another howl followed, closer this time then a third howl. The atmosphere changed instantly.

Her eyes were silver and she wore a silver dress that shimmered in the blue light. Azura was mesmerized by the woman’s beauty. “Come my child,” the woman spoke, her voice so serene. Azura stepped closer. “I’ve been waiting for you,” the woman said softly. “Why? Who are you?” Azura asked curiously. “I am your mother and mother of all wolves. I am the goddess of the moon. I am Selene,” she replied with an earnest smile. Azura was taken aback at her response. “But what can I do for you?” Azura said confusedly. “My child, you are special. You are my gift to my children. You are the key to end Leus’s evil,” she said smiling again. Azura was still confused. “But..how am I suppose

She had long heard of those tragic romance stories, and how the star-crossed lovers would be united with death. Witches like her were not capable of love because of the brutality of their destiny. Living life to the end, all alone and destitute. The fate of her aunt and grandaunt was not unknown to her. They had lived a life of celibacy. And she strongly believed she was about to undergo the same. She lay back and relaxed under the moons. It was marvellous how she seemed to feel mightier during a full moon, and besides, eight moons were better than one. She figured that the presence of the moons greatly enhanced their power and also, her sensuality.

"But he also has a way to cure the corruption. It is a wand in beneath his throne." I smiled at her and gazed out at the Sulfur Hands gathered. I did not see Lycidas but that was not a problem. I was certain he was alright. "Well guys, it is the night of the blood moon. I have to tell you that I've got a castle to storm so come on out all of you and get away already. You've all done your part for me. Let me do mine for you." I saw them off and turned to face the vague direction of the palace.

I mumbled. He turned around and looked at her legs, touching them. Xavier did his best to control himself. "She was bit by a forsaken," Lucas announces, pointing to a mark on her thigh. I look at it and it was indeed a forsaken bite. Their bites are extremely venomous and can kill even adult wolves in a matter of minutes, even alphas. You can tell the difference between the bites in human form because the skin started to decay. My heart drops. Forsaken wounds were impossible to cure, even if you were an alpha or alpha heir. Only the Moon Goddess herself could save you if you had been bitten or scratched deep enough. "She probably won't last any longer than a few hours. Who is she?"

“In the past, the Moon Goddess tried to make your ancestors the fathers. In the Moon Goddess’ eyes, your family’s size, strength, and morals made you good candidates to be good fathers and protectors of this special child. The problem is you can’t protect what isn’t born. She watched time and time again as the right people would find each other, but things always stopped them from being together long enough to have children, or they wouldn’t get together at all. The Moon Goddess did use her influence to put these people in each other’s path to help them meet, but she still wanted the people involved to make their own choices. As the saying goes, ‘You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t

It was as though they could sense the weight of what I carried. “What have you found, Jho?” Uncle Jayden asked, his voice steady but lined with tension. I stepped forward, unfolding the parchment and laying it on the table. “The curse is real,” I began, my voice strong despite the knot in my throat. “It ties back to an ancient Alpha of Crescent Moon who defied the Goddess. The curse has lingered through the bloodline, and now... it’s taken root in Luna Tilly.” Crescent Moon’s Luna’s face paled, and Beta Trent placed a steadying hand on her shoulder. “What does it say?” Luna Tilly asked, her voice barely above a whisper.