A Night With Luna Novels & Stories

The stinging on her ass still sent delicious shivers down her spine as she let the cold water trickle down her body, it lingered on the skin there and caused her to shudder even more. Luna cursed under her breath turning off the shower and emerged. She clad herself in her sleep attire which was a silk short and an equally frail shirt. "Let's see if this devilishly handsome son of a bachelor will evade my mind long enough for sleep to envelope me" Luna spoke to herself plopping on the bed while closing her eyes. The brightness of the light lulled her softly. Luna hated sleeping with the lights off. Few minutes later, a loud hiss echoed and it came from no other rather than Luna herself. Yes,

She wasn't sure if she could keep herself from scratching or slapping him when they met. Luna decided to go to a nightclub she often visited with her friends. She pressed the gas pedal, cutting through the Los Angeles streets at night. It took her only thirty minutes to reach the club she had in mind. Luna took a seat at the bar table and ordered a drink. The noise around her didn't affect her much; even the loud thumping music seemed distant and unheard.

Just as I’m about to say something, argue that I wasn’t that good of a girl, Laura comes back into the room, this time with a line of crew members and cameras behind her. She grins at us once we’re looking back at her, clapping her hands. “Alright guys, who’s ready to film Luna’s choice?!”

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.

Moonlight swim Yara POV TWO NIGHTS BEFORE THE BATTLE The Luna was captivating on nights like these. It was a full moon night and the one and only time that I normally snuck out of the pack house. How I admired Luna Keira Gray. I wished Faith, my wolf would be less fearful and let herself out to play on a night like these. I hid myself by the rock near the small river and watched my mistress from afar. She was back to her human form and looked very angry tonight. Judging from that posture, she was waiting for someone. Maybe her husband, Alpha Liam.

From that, one could infer that this man was several levels above any of those who surrounded him that night. That night, on the down floor, Luna had chugged down a great number of drinks. In her struggles to dissolve her pain, she had long surpassed the pre-decided safe threshold. "Lulu, you said it would be the last one. This is not what you said when you asked me to tag along." "Now what? You are determined to get totally wasted?" "Luna Hart, we have classes tomorrow!" "How about this: let me take you back?" "Lulu, stop! This is the fifth one!" Sierra Lane's voice of complaints came at regular intervals. However, Luna paid no heed.

It's 4:15 and the meeting will start soon when I shoot a quick text to Kin, one of the clan underlings. "Gonna send you a name soon. Find out everything you can." I send "Will do boss!" Kin replies. Luna's POV: I had awoken late the next morning and stretched enjoying the amazing nights sleep I had gotten and the beautiful sense of freedom. I quickly ate and dressed myself in a pair of jeans and a light tee shirt. "Last night was the best sleep I've had in over a year." I said to myself as I stretched in front of the hallway mirror.

The needle contained a mixture of wolfsbane to keep her wolf out the way and some unusual herbs so she would pass out before she had a chance to make a noise. Her body dropped to the damp grass, calling out to Mother Nature, i place my hand over her heart and we transport into a cave on the other side of the forest over looking the beach, far away from Alpha Erik's pack line. I was going to make it impossible for him to find his true love. As the Luna laid on the damp ground i began to wrap silver shackles around her wrists and ankles, this was going to be as painful as possible without death. It was the least she deserved after what she did.

I cannot think of a more suitable luna than you. Love, Brandon