Yugioh Selene Novels & Stories

Six months later. Alliance Headquarters. Today was the most important day of my life. My mating and coronation ceremony. The grandest celebration the world had ever seen. I stood in the dressing room, looking at my reflection. In my arms, I held my one-month-old daughter—Selene. She had the same blonde hair and green eyes as Leo, but her eyes held a faint silver glow—a sign of her connection to the moon’s power. “Mommy, you’re so beautiful,” Leo said, standing beside me, his small hand gently stroking his sister’s cheek.

She laughed softly, to push it off “You know exactly what I mean.” I forced a smile, ready to play along. “You’re dressed rather too early.” Her gaze roamed around the room, until it settled on her own gown, which was ivory, magically embroidered with lunar symbols that for some odd reasons, felt uncomfortably familiar. Luna symbols. “Oh, this?” she said lightly like it was one of her clothes. “Lucien had planned it, and now wanted me close tonight. For support of course.” My chest became heavy on hearing that from her. “Support?”

And we run. They leave moments later, the door closing softly behind them. I don’t move until my legs stop shaking. Then I’m back at the wall, hands flying, desperation lending strength. I twist the mechanism again—harder. The stone clicks. A section of wall slides inward. Inside is a small recess, lined with velvet gone threadbare. A single object rests within, wrapped tightly and sealed in a heavy bag etched with elven script. The Heart of Atheren. Power thrums against my palms as I lift it, even through the layers. I don’t dare open it. I won’t risk the pull.

Just pure, unadulterated satisfaction. I could feel the anger welling up inside me, bubbling fast, but I swallowed it down. I was the Luna of Blackthorne Vale and she was a traitor. I would not stoop to her level. But then, she crossed the line. “You think you’re so special, Selene?” Elara continued, her voice becoming darker. “You think Davis cares about you? He’s already ordered your departure from the pack. You’re nothing more than a burden to him now. You’ve served your purpose. I’m the one he wants now. I’m the one he needs.”

“Aravella’s soul, which had been dormant in the ancestral world, merged with that of Aurora’s unborn child. And that’s how Selene came into being. Selene isn’t just a child born out of goddess, human and wolf, but of divinity itself.” My body became stiff, realization drawn on me. “So, she ...... is Aravella’s reborn?” I stammered, looking in the direction of where Selene was laid. “Yes, she is,” Mum confirmed. “But she isn’t just a reincarnation, she’s born of vengeance- on your father’s bloodline to be precise. She’s Selene, but within her rests the soul, memory and power of the moon goddess.” “When your father got to know about who she was through Thalindra’s prophecy, he tried eliminatin

Little did we know, containment was the last thing that was going to happen. Zane's fingers moved in those weird magical gestures that always made me feel like I was watching some bizarre supernatural sign language. A holographic interface shimmered to life, connecting directly to Selene. Her face materialized—sharp, knowing, completely unsurprised. “I told you this would happen,” Selene's voice crackled with an energy that felt older than time itself. “Told us what exactly?” I growled, my wolf side completely on edge. Her laugh was cold. Calculating. “The catalyst. She's a supernatural reset button.”

“She’s incapable. You know that as well as I do. Do you really think it’s wise to tie her to Magnus?” Salve inhaled deeply, his expression unreadable, but I sensed his hesitation as I drifted on the edge of consciousness. “But it’s the only way, Sera,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of the pack’s future. “Selene must marry Magnus and become his Luna. It’s not about choice—it’s about survival. I can’t let you leave the South. You’re meant to lead our people.” I remained silent, staring at the ceiling as I slowly regained consciousness on the infirmary bed. I was still weak, the pain dull but persistent.

gulping back the tears that threatened to spill over, “Then the light must mean….” “Say it….” Selene demanded. A dangerous element to her tone, as if she were egging me on. Just waiting for me the utter the terrible realisation I had come too. “The light that needs to be vanquished. Its Nina isn’t it? Your own white wolf. An assassin of good. Of light.” Selene’s mouth twisted up into a grotesque smile. And for the first time since being in her presence, she looked ugly. “Well done daughter. I wondered when you would riddle it out.”

she said, and it makes me wanted to plucker her eyes out. She laughs evilly. I look behind the trees and saw rogues. They are the rogues that wanted to take over my throne and rules. “What do you want!” I ask and growls. “Woah, I wanted your souls.” My eyes widen. Is she a soul eater? So the myth is true? The only Legendary Luna can beat a soul eater. I shook my head. Savanah is pregnant, and I will not let her do it. “Why West? You will not let that weakling Luna of yours to fight me?” She smirks.