Dr. Luna By Jm Snap Novels & Stories

She stared at her right hand for a long while as the gravity of her irreversible action hit her slowly then she screamed at the top of her voice. "Why didn't you stop me?" She screeched as she grabbed her right hand by her shoulders and shook her violently "you were so fast Mistress, it just came all out and the destiny booklet wrote it all before I could do anything, I'm so sorry" her right hand apologized in fright and the moon goddess sat back down "this is bad, really bad. You know what? Cancel the feast first, everyone should go home, I have a headache and I need to rest" Luna said and rushed off to her room still deep in thoughts and panic. She just committed a grave crime by mating a

My Luna was the one who had been said, a decade ago, to come and end the Dojras war. She was not happy, since it was said that I might use my life to pay for the war victory. Seeing her should be a great news, since the pack has been waiting for the Luna of mine to come. I walked into the room and pulled my phone out of my pocket and plugged in the earpiece into it, to my ears. I played Crazy world by Lucky Dube, a song that came to mind, thinking about the complicated issue, surrounding finding a damsel and thinking about the future. I sank in my bed and laid, with my legs against the floor.

I said in a joking manner and she smiled as if she even knew the meaning of a Luna but then she turned and asked me, “Karl?” she called and I responded nonchalantly. I was looking for something to eat for dinner, probably an animal which I could use as beef for the night before we started thinking of what we would eat for the next day because she seemed to be some sort of foodie. “Who is a Luna?” she asked and to be honest it didn’t startle me because I knew there was no way in hell she could remember all that for now she had amnesia. I tried to explain whatever it was Luna was and she thanked me and turned to face the wall deep in thought I left her for that because maybe she might remember

"You're all acting as if you've seen a miracle." "That's because we have." Dr. Williams said matter of factly still examining her. "Are you aware of the fact you died?" You died... The rooms temperature around Danica seemed to drop as the words hit her. How could it be possible that she died? She was only out for a few minutes at most. Looking from Dr. Williams to Mason she waited for an explanation. "Luna, you were dead for a good hour." Dr. Williams spoke still looking incredulous. "How you're suddenly alive and with no recollection of dying is medically impossible."

Dina is Luna now'. Adriana says, "Yep, the shit is about to hit the fan".

She put her lunch on the coffee table and chatted with Luna while eating. “I think Joshua is on to you.” Luna was leaning on the chaise lounge, wiping off the remaining bits of wetness in her hair. She lifted her head and looked at Anne confusedly. “On to me, how?” “He took a photo of another man and his assistant. Then, he asked me whether I could change his assistant’s face into his friend’s face in six years’ time!” Anne ate while looking at Luna carefully. “Did you accidentally expose yourself recently?” Luna’s body stiffened.

I have learned to embrace that I am not going to be alone in this. For today, we are having burgers and fries and lots of steaks. As for me and Zayn? Oh we are not going anywhere. Because he is mine and I am his. Oh, and also, Did I tell you that I am the new Luna? There you go, Scoot.

They stepped into the familiar chaos: nurses moving briskly, interns clustering around monitors, the constant beep and hum. Lyra’s shoulders loosened a fraction. Here, at least, the rules were clear: blood, breath, and pressure. Fix what you can. Document what you can’t. Her phone buzzed. Rhea. > You alive? Lyra thumbed back. > For certain definitions. > How’s inside day? The reply came with a photo: Luna standing on the couch, arms flung wide, chin smeared with something sticky and red. > We baked. She is now 60% jam.

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

Was I wrong for letting my guards down? “Good afternoon, doctor. Come in.” I said, letting her in before I got lost in my thoughts. She stepped in, and I shut the door. “Where is the Luna? Is she around?” She asked as her gaze peered around, increasing my suspicion. “She’s having a nap.” I said. After we snorkelled, she had taken her noon pill and gone straight to bed for a quick power nap. Joan stiffened and her grip tightened. Why was she acting jittery?