Violet At Lunaris Novels & Stories

Violet Before I knew it, the day of the Luna ceremony had arrived, and the entire Midnight Park hotel was alive with energy. Guests from across the nation, and even a few international figures, poured into the grand venue. It was an opulent spectacle—lavish floral arrangements in deep Midnight blues, Darkmoon’s vibrant violet, and silvers adorned every corner, the air rich with the hum of chatter and the clink of champagne glasses.

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

**The Banished Luna** **Chapter 1 — Shadows Before the Moon** The moonlight poured through the narrow window, silvering the dust that hung in the air. I tugged my worn cloak tighter around my shoulders as I stacked the last bundle of herbs on the healer’s table. My fingertips were raw from picking nettles all afternoon, but the sting was nothing compared to the constant ache of being invisible. Invisible — except when I was a problem. “Aria, you’re slow again.” The healer’s sharp voice snapped me from my thoughts. She didn’t look up from grinding roots in her mortar. “If you can’t keep up, I’ll tell Beta Rowan to find someone else.”

She could taste herself in ways she had never imagined. Evelyn’s eyes met his, wide, fierce, and burning. She was shaking, trembling, terrified of the fire that consumed her and yet exhilarated her all at once. The urge to act, to bite, to claim, to kiss—mixed with the instinct to strike and destroy—flooded her senses. Rowan’s voice cut through the haze, calm but firm: “The lunar triad is coming. Control it, or lose yourself.” Evelyn swallowed hard, the cabin spinning, her senses screaming in overload. Her mark flared, her wolf howling silently beneath her skin, tethered to Kael, to the forest, to the full moon rising unseen but inevitable.

Before I could process his words, Harry took both my hands in his “Don’t make him wait too long, okay” “I can’t promise that,” I said without batting an eye. He nodded in understanding “Still, don’t be a stranger Luna, this is your home” he whispered. “Luna…I don’t think I fit that title” “You won’t know until you try” I nodded against his shoulder, trying to swallow the ache in my throat. From the balcony on the first floor, Violet leaned against the wrought-iron railing, her lips curled into a mocking smile. She lifted one hand in a slow wave, her brown eyes sparkling with that wicked glint that always made my skin crawl.

“She won’t be known?” “She will be loved,” I said. That was all we could offer. Esri vanished into the forest, cloak wrapped tight, footsteps already fading. And I turned back toward the palace smoke, carrying nothing but ash in my lungs and blood under my nails—while somewhere far from fire, the last Luna’s daughter was already becoming something no kingdom was prepared for. (Violet’s POV) From a distance, the parchment seemed innocuous—just a scrap of faded vellum, its edges curled inward from time and wear, the ink reduced to a deep rust. But the instant Brenna’s hands unfolded it, something beneath my skin responded.

LUCIUS’ POV The disapproving whispers in the hall are nothing compared to the roar of my wolf in my head the moment Violet chooses me. My wolf is ecstatic and beyond thrilled. Foolish. What the hell does Violet think she’s doing? Has she lost her mind? As our eyes meet, her expression is tight, controlled, and confident. What is going on in her head? What game is she playing? Two years ago, she made it clear that night she hates me and declared her undying love for Adrian. Worse… she said that once she’s crowned Luna, she’ll do everything to get back at me and even threatened to banish me like my mother.

“After all this time, and the fact that she is a wolf, isn’t going to be easy to find it. It could already have been absorbed or worse, her body has grown around it. She was only…what…?” “Fourteen, I think.” He shook his head. “I think there are a few things we need to do. I think you need to figure out where and how much poison is running through her. If it still is after all these years. On my end, I’ll speak to Mother. See if she can help and I’ll contact you once I hear from her.” I nodded. “How long…will that take?” Luna Riley smiled, putting his hand on my shoulder. “The goddess is in the rain, Alpha Ephraim. She is always in the rain.”

“Very well. Stand and tremble.” Celine glares. “Speak.” Ellis lifts his gaze. “None of you are the true Luna of Wolves-Heaven.” The words strike like a whip. “That is impossible,” I whisper. “How dare you question our place as Lunas?” “It is the truth,” he says firmly. “Violet is the only true Luna of Wolves-Heaven. Not you three.” Rage surges through me. “She is a servant… and you choose her over us?” “She is not a servant,” Ellis replies. “She is bound.”

In fact, I regret not staying longer at the border, even knowing the ceremony was so close. “Hello, Hertor.” Violet’s voice was gentle and much firmer than the one I had heard in the dungeon. “Luna.” I said, lowering my head. “You look incredible. The Alpha will be enchanted.” Violet looked away with a shy smile, tucking strands of hair behind her ear. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. And the most tragic too, because she wasn’t and never would be mine.