Furina X Neuvillette Novels & Stories

Desiring someone else is probably the most dangerous of all. As soon as you want someone—really want him—as it's if you've sutured your happiness to that person's flesh with a surgical needle, making any severance a lacerating damage. After the commotion, Luna went to the forest to let go of all of her anger. She immediately turned herself into a wolf. Her fur is a mix of a red and brown color.

continued of Delia holding back a laugh. "Ouh!" Nevan exclaimed feeling less comfortable than the younger cousin. Delia threw a joke at him, with a long, curved tongue sticking out. "Aaiits, wait! It seems that Nevan has turned into a strange human!" she said. Delia threw words that made others think and began to notice Nevan's expression at the same time. Seeing Nevan being hurled with sensitive remarks, Bellona and Felix looked at each other worriedly.

“Pretend you never saw me. Pretend I’m dead. Whatever you need to do to be able to put it all behind you.” “Freya…you’re my real Luna,” I said quietly, and Freya stood there, jaw slacked. I needed to convince her, but how? She was being so goddamned obtuse and weird which made me want her even more. The burning desire flowing through my body and my wolf beckoning for me to reach out and take her into my arms… but I couldn’t just do that. I had to be patient.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

He swiftly shifts into his human form and disappears into the foliage. Delilah assumes a hunting stance, her movements graceful yet cautious as she approaches the tall grass. Visenya trails behind, her heart swelling with fondness as she observes the familiar game unfolding before her. Suddenly, Delilah springs into action, bounding into a thicket of grass, her playful growls echoing through the air as she lands on Lucian’s chest, pinning him to the ground. Affectionate licks rain down upon him as her tail wags enthusiastically, a testament to her sheer joy.

"You will NOT follow me in there! If I am your Luna as you say, you will obey me!" From where I stood, her ambience changed and Sapphira stepped back in horror. On her knees she fell again, curling to a submissive position. I stepped in quickly to intervene. Stepping close to Neilla had the tiny hairs on my arms rising erect. There was a force that had broken out from within. I noticed with a staggering shock the color of her eyes as I came to stand in front of her. They glowed a vibrancy of orange hue set ablaze.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

My nails lengthened into claws, my teeth sharpened, and my skin rippled as fur bloomed across my arms. Neva emerged. She stood tall and regal, her fur shimmering like moonlit frost, her eyes burning with a fierce blue glow. Her paws dug into the earth, anchoring her as the storm of light danced around us. She howled—loud and violent—a sound that cracked through the air like lightning splitting a mountaintop. People began to gather outside the tomb, drawn by the power. Luna Valarie stumbled back, her eyes wide. And then—she did something no one had ever done to Neva.

“I’m here to work. To stand beside someone who sees me. Who wants revenge just as badly as I do.” I straightened, nodding once. “Then we’re already halfway there,” I said. “Because I see you, Crystal. And I’m not going to use you. I don’t need a Luna who stands behind me. I want one who stands beside me.” She nodded, a soft smile tugged her lips. The air between us pulsed.. strange and intense. This wasn’t love. Atleast, not yet. But it was purpose,but that purpose was veagance.

The thought alone fuelled my jealous nature. “Dude, she’s my Luna” he yelled as if the louder his voice was the better effect and higher the chances where of his words sinking in. I looked back at him decipherably. He sees Nina as his Luna? How? Yes, she has that caring nature about her but a turned wolf can’t physically have a full breaded wolf bowing to them it just wasn’t in the full born wolf’s nature. “I don’t” I began to make him aware of my confusion in hearing his confession.