Diego Luna Height Novels & Stories

He looked at me expectantly as he stepped forward a bit causing Davina and Andrè to take a stance. This caused him to smile and he had the cutest grin on his face. This was the Fergil? He looked so harmless and beautiful. “Ava! I’ve waited for you!” Even his voice was delicate and he walked towards me but Andrè blocked him. “You will not touch the Luna.” He said cautiously and Fergil folded his hands childishly. “And you won’t also touch someone of such respect and power!” He shouted back causing all of us to look at him confused.

"Don't grumble if you don't want the wrinkles on your forehead to increase by one." "Wow? Really? Did it really increase by one?" Daniela hurriedly pulled out a round mirror the size of her palm from inside the fur jacket bag she was wearing. Check the forehead and the area under the eyes, as well as the neck. Faintly looking in line with the fine wrinkles there, she spontaneously stared at Liam with lips deliberately ended in disappointment at the results. "It turns out I'm this old," Daniela whines. Liam burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, his mother really took seriously the joke he made. "Of course, Mom. Maxine is 22 years old, and I'm 20 next month."

he starts to look angry “ ok I get it “ if they get to me before they find out he is my mate I’m dead and if he goes back they will make him reject me and marry him off got it . “so that mean we can never go back “ " yes, it’s the only way I can keep you alive and be with you “ he says sounding sincere “ what makes you think I want to be with you “ I say acting cocky and start walking way “ oh really you want yo play that game ha “ he says and lifts me of the ground by my waist and throws me on the bed and stats to tickle me I scream and laugh and kick to get him off me but he over powers me with his 6’1 frame and my 5’5 size. He laughs with me .

My soul floated above the room as I watched the scene unfold. Vincent's shoulders were shaking hard. He let out a sound like a wounded animal. Even his wolf was crying over the death of its Luna. I didn't know how long had passed before Vivian's voice broke the silence from the doorway. "Do you even want to know how she died?" Vincent lifted his head. His eyes were bloodshot, like they were about to bleed. Vivian walked in holding a sheet of paper. It was a healer's report.

His second son, Harrison, was born of Lorcan’s affair with Freya’s maid, Laura Brown. When Lucien was three, Freya discovered her husband’s betrayal. She drove a silver blade through her own heart, ending her life before her son and her rival. After Freya’s death, Lucien was diagnosed with heart disease and sent away to live by the sea. No one spoke of him again. Laura Brown then gave birth to the new heir, Harrison, and became Luna. Harrison grew up to inherit the Alpha title. Years later, the forgotten prince returned. And now he was seen with Katherine Dalton—the convicted murderer of Harrison’s Luna, Elisa Blair. Their closeness wasn’t love. It was war. Lucien had come back to take every

’ he asked with gleaming dark eyes. I hesitated to answer. But Harlow’s sharp gaze bore into me, his brows furrowed. Not wanting to torment him further, I gave an honest answer. ‘He wants me to be his Luna. He believes Mrs. Geeny’s words that I am the Supreme Luna.’ I bit my lower lip as my thoughts reached him. ‘Did he threaten you if you refused?’ I nodded. Harlow scoffed and rolled his eyes. ‘I knew it. His bad habit never changes. What was his threat?’

The one he knew best was Ava because they always had their classes together. Although David was sitting in the last row and was a little far from Luna, thanks to his strong eyesight, he could clearly see Luna the moment she came out. After a visual inspection, he could tell that Luna was at least 175cm, almost as tall as him, and definitely one of the tallest girls in his university.

I can figure anything out without anyone interfering or interrupting. I found my mate a few weeks ago, and I have to say that she’s gorgeous. She’s gorgeous, but she just isn’t her. Trina is 5’10 with dark brown skin. She has full, long lashes, though they may not be natural. Her hair is long, past her shoulders, and she has an athlete's body. Everything about her screams elegance and strength: basically Luna. She’s my Luna, given to me by the Moon Goddess, but she just isn’t her.

“Raynard… I’m dying. And the only way I can survive the next two months is if you…..” “Yeah…yeah…I'm not deaf, I heard you the first time?” His voice cracked like thunder as he cut me short while coming closer to me. He snatched the forged medical reports from my trembling hands, scanning them with furious speed. “You’re what? Lunar Atrophy? What the fuck is that? Two Months? This is bullshit.”

Luna's eyes were filled with anger as she stood in front of Ava, who looked terrified. "You tried to kill me," Luna said, her voice cold. "But I am stronger than you could ever imagine." Ava tried to back away, but Luna raised her hand, and a blast of energy shot out from her palm, knocking Ava to the ground. The room fell silent as everyone watched in shock. "Luna, what are you doing?" I asked, trying to reach out to her. But Luna didn't respond. She continued to stand there, her eyes glowing with power. It was clear that something had changed within her, something dark and dangerous.