Diego Luna Height Novels & Stories

The news title was quite straightforward, too. "The pack leader of the North, Alex, announces a reward of 700 thousand dollars for his missing Luna." A group of reporters surrounded Alex in front of his company. His handsome face was all pale as he stood in front of the camera with stubbles under his chin. He looked at the camera, sorrow in his eyes. "Sophia is the most important person in my life. She's the light of my life. Without her, my life and everything I own is meaningless." His eyes slowly turned red. "Sophia, are you watching this? Please… I beg you. Please come back to me?"

Luke’s lips twisted into a half-smile. “Luke. My name is Luke Munaze,” he replied. I folded my arms and cme forward. I was trying not to show any emotions on my face.. “Luke, we want to ask you some questions and I want you to answer us honestly.” “I’m always honest, ma’am.” Huh, Why is he being so formal with me? Maybe he feels I have abandoned him so he will treat me differently like any other Luna. I nodded to Damien to let him know he can continue with the questions.

"They're half-animals after all, we can't deny that. Selena! Are you still there?" "Yes, I'm still here listening to your conversation. What is it, Ravijojla?" A voice answered Ravijojla's question softly. From the origin of the voice emerged a woman wearing a white dress with a crescent moon mark on her forehead "I think your Luna should return to his family. We have finished talking." "Come on, Edith. We have to go back!"

I have accepted this life, and I am willing to stay in this personal hell rather than drag others into my plight. “I will wait for you, eldest sister,” he whispered, and those words pierced my heart, igniting an unstoppable flow of tears. I ended the call with a heavy heart and gazed at Diego’s unregistered number on my phone. I promise you, Diego, I will return soon. I will make amends for all the years I have been absent from your side. I will share with you all that I have learned, and I will show you the woman I have become and how far I have grown in my struggles. We will be together again, but that day is not near yet.

His nickname is cute, it perfectly suit for him. "Can I call you shorty? You are under Disero's shoulder. What is your height?" Out of nowhere, Leim asked. It earns a pout and glare from Dhaxzy. He is no scary with this, he is so appealing for us to not be scared on his glare. I am busy admiring his appearance. Those cheeks are begging for me to pinch them both. " No. I am not shorty and my height is 158 cm." He proudly said and pouted. I chuckled when he revealed his height. He literally the smallest among all of us. So, this is his height. He is literally under my shoulder.

he whispers leaning in. Oh goddess, I am in trouble tonight. ~~~~~~~~ "Good morning Luna" I turn around to find one of the new girls from yesterday waving at me. "Good morning" I greet sweetly, she looks around the ground in amazement, I take this time to look at her. She was a beautiful girl, despite her struggles and pain she still possessed a certain softness in her aura, she was about 5'5, she was a bit on the thinner side but has good amount of assets.

The doctor informed them. They all looked at each other, all of them confused. “Could this have to do with being an ultra-Luna? We have started looking into what an Ultra-Luna is and have not been able to find much of anything yet. But from what we have learned, they are extremely rare and there is only one born every century. The last known died over five hundred years ago, so not much to go off. It is rumored threw text that when an ultra-Luna moves on, she becomes a higher being, an example of that would be the one and only moon goddess.” Violet stated to the group. “Wait you mean that if anything happens to Lizzy, she’ll become a goddess of some sort? How is that even possible?” Brian a

They look so cute together. “Looking beautiful Mrs Johnson!” Dad gives mum a kiss. Dad adored Mum and even after 25 years together and 3 children they acted like loved up teenagers. Sometimes it got quite embarrassing, especially for Louis. Louis walks in from the kitchen, already eating. I roll my eyes as he brushes the crumbs of his black shirt. I haven’t seen him since training earlier and I feel bad that I worried him. I link my arm around his and look up at him. He is already 6 ft 1inches and towers my 5ft 4 height. He has decided to grow his light brown hair out for a top knot. I nudge into him with a smirk, and he laughs back at me. Goddess, I loved by baby brother.

But as I looked around the room, none of them looked at me with fear their eyes all lit up with hope and gratitude. My gaze drifted to a young man lying on a stretcher, his eyes meeting mine with an expression of gratitude, not fear. Slowly, I made my way over to him. “Thank you, Luna of Death,” he whispered, his voice a soft melody over the quiet murmur in the hall. “For this gift—I will remember you even in the afterlife and be forever in your debt.”

I gather the utensils and drop them into the crate. We have a steady rhythm going until everything is cleaned up. "Jackson, slow down," I warn the boy out of habit. He never gets tired of running laps in the play area. Every once in a while, he will stop and try to egg one of the other kids on, but he's rarely successful, as even these children are tired of his antics. "Ok, Luna," he responds with a defeated sigh, slowing his pace. "Not the Luna," I whisper to myself, but of course, Tasia hears it. Stupid werewolf hearing.