Fiona Luna Novels & Stories

she chuckled lightly at Frio’s mistake. Frio shifted his gaze to Eon when he heard the woman he was calling Luna say, her name is Lina.

She could never forget that insult, no matter how many times Kourtney had apologized to her. On the other side of the room, Fiona, Kourtney's favorite cousin, sat engrossed in her own world. At just 17 years old, she had already made a name for herself as a famous TikTok personality, with a legion of followers eagerly awaiting her next viral video. Fiona's phone was an extension of her being, capturing every moment and transforming it into captivating content for her adoring fans. She couldn't resist the urge to document this family gathering, secretly recording snippets of conversations and capturing candid shots of her relatives, much to their annoyance.

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.

She wants to get Jeniva behind bars and more than that, get all of her rights back. “Spill it out, Luna Wesley,”Fiona declared coldly. A tone that sent a smirk briefly on Lan Keith's face and quickly disappeared again. Lan Keith felt Fiona Johnson was using his words and his tone. Just that this time, the voice is thin and feminine, unlike his own hoarse, deep masculine voice. “Sure, I will. But it definitely depends if you are ready to do me a favour in return” Luna declared. She didn't take the pain to get every evidence just to give it without anything in exchange.

She complained, frowning at this. Me, I didn’t really care about the hunt. As long as it’s over, I am happy. That’s when Fiona said something to the people, causing my blood to boil at once. “I have been a faithful and pure damsel, praying to the Goddess to help me win this hunt. Even when my ex-bestfriend stabbed me at the back, trying to shatter my hopes and dreams, I still struggled and fought to be here today before my lovely people, as your future Luna,” she shared, shedding fake tears.

"It's been a month since she started taking that drug, but why is it taking so long for her to miscarry, Mom? I want to be with Elijah; I no longer want to endure hiding. I'm his fated mate. I need to become Luna." Fiona whispered her complaint to her mother as they stood on the hospital rooftop. Fernanda lit a cigarette in her hand and took a puff. After exhaling the smoke, she picked up her phone and glanced at the screen. It seemed she was waiting for a message from someone, and she smiled upon seeing a message from Calisto.

The Luna Trials are commencing tomorrow first light of dawn, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that this is going to be more complicated than I expected. We were at the pack grounds strolling as before heading back to the castle for dinner. We saw a group of children, aged between four to six, barrel towards us. A maid chased after them and she looked exasperated while the children giggled, as though watching their caretaker become tired chasing after them is what made their day. One little girl with blonde hair, pink pigtails, and big eyes of coral blue looked up to me and blinked her eyes. She walked up to me and said, "Hello! Are you our future Luna?"

Fiona said without looking up, She wiped sudden tears from her face. "Now who might you be?" Alek asked, cocking his head. Fiona finally looked up and saw that she was not talking to one of her men. She frowned and gathered herself from the floor. "I am alright, Darius," I answered him. "Thank you for asking." "I am Fiona," she extended her hand, batting her eyes seductively. "The Luna of this pack. I came to welcome you." "You are the Luna," Alek said, taking in her slutty appearance. "And you came to welcome us... by breaking through the window. "

The pack gathered, whispers like wind before a storm. Steel clashed with claws. Pain met fire. But Saelaith refused to fall. And as Lira’s eyes widened, she knew this Luna was no longer the rejected girl The cold wind carried memories I tried to bury. I closed my eyes and saw my old pack, my family. Faces I loved, faces that betrayed me. The night I was marked a failure. The moment everything shattered. But those ghosts fueled a fire inside me. I wasn’t their Luna anymore, I was my own. Vaeron stood alone in the moonlit hall. His hands trembled, a rare crack in his armor.

Beau points out bluntly, but the King was far convinced. "But she wasn't forced to do it. It was her urge that drove her to touch me like that!" Caius chuckles, unable to hold his thoughts any longer. "This is a major development, Beau! Maybe the next time I provoke her, she'll end up fucking me out of anger." "I don't think..." Beau got silenced halfway from the way he felt the King's dreadful gaze swallow him. "You were saying?" "The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways."