Todos os capítulos de His pretty Luna: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Kayla’s pov. “How long did you know about that thing in your stomach?” I shivered when I heard his cold voice. My mouth was so dry that I couldn't even utter a word, my heart was beating heavily more than I could ever imagine. “I don’t repeat myself” he yelled and grabbed my hair turning my face forcefully to himself. I winced painfully. I could feel my scalp burning in pain. I let out a whimper. “T.. two months ago” I said in a painful stutter.“What did you do with those pregnancy pills I gave you?” He groaned into my ears. I could feel my heart sink deeply. For a moment I stopped breathing. The tears I have been holding back, strolled down my cheeks, my lips trembling. My stomach tightened with fear. Daman is the strongest Alpha to ever walk the earth. He is powerful, he is indestructible, he is very ruthless. He is terribly handsome. The kind of handsome that made people forget how to breathe, tall broad shouldered, at

Heira’s pov.In the moving plane, I sat with my friend Nadine who was flipping the pages of a magazine. Oh I can’t wait to get home, I can’t wait to see mum again. It’s been more than eight months now since I left home. I closed my eyes and listened to the music “perfect” by Ed Sheeran, my head phone connected to my ears, I loved it as the plane soared in the sky. “Oh! take a look Heira, Daman got ranked as the youngest billionaire in the world” Nadine said with a tone that was almost a scream. “Daman? Who’s that? is he a musician?” Heira asked, taking a bite of the burger in her hand.“Seriously? Who doesn’t know Daman?”“This is his picture” she showed me the magazine. “Wow, he is handsome,” I said, staring at the guy.’s image.“Come on bae, you don’t just say it like that, the guy is damn so hot, I heard from those who have seen him, that you can’t stare at him without drooling.”“Okay?” I said reluctantly, taking another bite of my burger. “He is very powerful and possesses g

I walked into the gate dressed in my uniform, a blazer, navy blue and embroidered school crest on the chest pocket. Crisp white long sleeve button down shirt, neatly pressed trousers and striped ties. I walked into the compound, my eyes staring around in admiration. This guy must be freaky wealthy and classy to own such a school. The school compound is breathtaking, like a scene from a magazine. Towering glass-and-marble buildings gleam in the sunlight, their reflections dancing on the spotless tiled walkways. Manicured gardens burst with colorful flowers, and tall, graceful trees provide cool shade along the paths. Fountains sparkle at every corner, their gentle splash filling the air with calm. Luxury cars hum quietly as they pass through the grand, wrought-iron gates, while uniformed guards stand alert but polite. Every detail — from the polished benches to the golden school emblem shining at the entrance — whispers of prestige and quiet, effortless wealth. I walked into the adm

The morning sun hit on my face causing me to groan and shield my face. I opened my eyelids slowly and turned off the alarm that had been beeping for a long while. Today is not school day, it’s Saturday and I can’t help but feel so good, my lips stretching in a smile. I picked up my phone lying beside my bed pillow. And turned it on. A lot of messages flowed in causing my phone to beep. I glanced at the phone, those messages were from the school chat. I didn’t open it. I turned on the music “ Dancing with your ghost” by Sasha Sloan. And plucked on my headphones. I walked to the shower room and brushed my teeth. I walked out and stared at the room. A king-sized bed stood at the center, dressed in silky white sheets and a thick cream duvet, with pillows of different sizes piled high like clouds. A velvet throw in deep gold lay across the foot of the bed, adding a rich, elegant touch. Against one wall sat a sleek marble-topped desk, with a gold lamp, a few leather-bound notebooks

Alpha Daman. In a slightly dark chamber. The wind was getting heavier. The room got darker. I stood and watched the short bald headed man in front of me. As he mixed substances and stared at the open pages of the book. I grew impatient watching the man. “I am sorry, my Alpha, it’s almost done” he mumbled each time his eyes lids puckered in concentration. I stood there, my eyes pinned on him with a clenched jaw, my hands crossed at the back. The wind got heavier, it rushed in through the open window giving the room a cozy feel. Zeus coughed, a croaky sound to clear his throat. He stared up. It was so apparent that he was being careful enough to avoid getting on my nerves. His eyes stared up towards my direction his head was slightly bowed.“My Alpha.. I…I” he stuttered trying hard to mask the fear he felt. “What did you find, Zeus” I asked, my whole attention fixed on him. He peered at the book again before speaking up. “ The arrow used on you wasn’t just an ordinary weapon”