Astro Novalite Fanart Novels & Stories

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

Kaspar said and went in the direction of his room. Aurelia entered the master bedroom and dropped her bag on the sofa. She still couldn't get over her anger that Charice snubbed her. She knew deep inside that the woman was not suffering from a migraine, she was intentionally avoiding her. She lay down on the bed and got busy browsing her phone. She had stalked Viviana's social media accounts and had already sent her a friend request five days ago. To make sure she had high chances of being accepted, she presented herself as the wife of Alpha Bruce and Luna of the Bloodhounds Pack and the current Chairwoman of the Luna Association Incorporated.

He turned to the chef who was already getting the batter, “Leave.” She nodded and scurried away from the kitchen and Andre took that hint, jumping down from the island he was on. The popcorn and Davina would be so cold right now but he didn’t care, he was more concerned about his best friend who never let feelings get to him. “I’m going to reject the Luna.” He stopped walking towards Enzo when he saw the hidden pain in his eyes. Why would an Alpha want to reject his Luna? Their bond was by far the strongest, there had to be a reason but Enzo was already walking out making André hold his hand.

Chapter 78: Pride Nova’s POV I am writing on Ambrose’s ass with a tatoo marker. It’ll wash off in a couple days, but for now block letters read ‘PROPERTY OF’ with my signature “Nova’ in a large, scrolly font and a little heart on the tale of the ‘a’. I am going to add glitter after it dries but for now I am taking a picture and admiring Ambrose’s ass as he is leaned over the desk, being obedient. I text it to Candy and lean over and giggle “See how pretty your ass looks with my name on it? I am going to add glitter once it is dry, but I don’t want to smudge it.”

She will have to touch him to pull away and get up. Selene's eyes move to her mate's bare chest. Connor has a massive chest, practically twice her size, covered in red hair that she wants more than anything to tangle her fingers in and play with. On his right shoulder, he has an elemental fire tattoo and above it, the face of a wolf that she imagines is his beast. Is he holding her against his body while naked? Selene bites her lower lip, she can feel she is wearing her pajamas, but him, is he completely naked?

But he had two hooves, ten fingers, a tail, and the little nubs that one day will be his horns. I wrapped him in the dark green blanket after cleaning him off. “I present our son, Teskos.” I smiled as I passed him to Melite. She was pale and sweaty but smiling. “Hello, my little one.” she cooed, taking him, rubbing her noses against his. “He’s perfect, Asterion. He looks so much like you.” she sighed. “Yes, but there are some blonde hairs in his fur. He gets that from you.” I smiled as I watched her shift her hold to let him latch at her breast.

I repeated those words in my head until every letter was carved into my subconscious. Yet when night fell and I got into bed, I could feel the change lingering in the air. Moonlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating Nox’s broad shoulders and back. The sheet had fallen from him, landing in a heap around his waist. He always ran hot when he slept. That much hadn’t changed. Not friends, but enemies. If that was the case, then why was there a tattoo of a lilac on Nox’s spine?

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

Larissa recognized that unique profile picture at once. The background was an endless night sky. There was a golden crescent moon in the middle of it with bright stars nearby. This was Aster's art homework from last week. According to him, the name of this painting was called "Mommy and Me." Larissa was like the gentle moon that was always by the little stars' sides. Larissa thought that the person who liked her post was Aster. Just as she was amazed by his speed, she was greeted by Kevan's name when she tapped into the notifications tab.

“Unlike other Lycans, silver isn’t fatal to us; nothing is...” he trailed off, eyes snapping to hers. “Except one poison,” “Kronuvitch.” *** “What kind of poison is that? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it,” Rey mused, her nose scrunching up in a small frown. Orion let out a low, dark chuckle, one that rumbled like distant thunder as he stepped closer to her. “It’s made using knowledge of the dark arts,” he said, his voice dipped in something ancient and unsettling. “Only a handful of people alive can craft it or have knowledge of its existence.”