Ha Ha From Moana Novels & Stories

All I wished for was Moana’s protection. Nothing else. She let go of my hand and smiled at me, licking the blood on her lips. "Moana Renee Wayne." She spoke with a mischievous smile. Fuck! What did she learn? . #TBC

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A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOAH?!" To be continued... *** Hi guys this is my first English story. Mark if there is a word error, okay. Don't forget criticism and suggestions. Thank you n see you

“I’m Princess Nya of Frindom, and I have come to slay the dragon that terrorizes our kingdoms. That’s who I am! Now, if you’ll kindly step aside so that I can find him, I would greatly appreciate it!” “Find him?” the man in black repeated before he gave a slight chuckle and shook his head. Whatever he found amusing about that statement, he didn’t elaborate at the moment. Instead, he continued his inquiry, as if Nya owed him an explanation. “If you are princess of Frindom, what are you doing in Goodhorn?”

“I can’t believe this is happening.” “Oh, honey.” Moana stepped forward and brushed a stray strand of hair out of my eyes. “This will be one of the happiest days of your life. You and Logan are perfect together.” “I know,” I whispered, taking a deep breath as I met Moana’s vibrant green eyes. “It just feels…” “Surreal?” she asked. I nodded. “Come. Sit with me.”

My eyebrows lift when the woman puts down her rum in the sand and falters forward with laughter escaping her lips. "Don't judge me—it's a beautiful Friday night, and I'm in the company of a gorgeous older man." My lips twitch, yet I resist the urge to laugh. "It's Tuesday..." Tide cracks up. 'In her defense, she is cute.' "Whatever!" Natasha rolls her eyes at me. "Who even keeps track these days? The world has already gone under, Hayhay." Hayhay? Is that my nickname?! Isn't that the stupid chicken from Disney's movie Moana? Could a nickname get even more insulting!?

About halfway through breakfast Hana arrived to go to the beach with us. “Are you going to go out there with me today or are you going to stick to the sand with Nimue with Tori and Jackson?” Hana asks as she walks past me with Nimue in her arms. “I think I’ll surf with you for a little bit,” I answer then hand Jackson the bag of supplies for Nimue and our towels.

“B-But… Why me? I am just an omega.” Alpha Jake glanced at Mara, sensing her uncertainty and the weight of the situation upon her shoulders. He spoke with a calm and reassuring tone, "Mara, in the eyes of the moon goddess, the status of an omega, beta, or alpha doesn't define one's worthiness. The moon goddess's choice is not based on societal ranks or hierarchies within the pack. It's about a deeper connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can see on the surface."

“I’d like to welcome you and let you know exactly what we’re going to be doing today. Our captain today is Akoni. Everyone, say hi to Cousin Akoni.” “Hi, Cousin Akoni,” everyone yelled. “The other crew here to make your experience the best of your life are Bob, Kai, and most importantly, Keke. Keke is the bartender,” Jake announced. “Right now, we’re just about to leave port and head to Coral Gardens. This is one of the best places around Maui to see sea turtles. We will spend about an hour there before we head to Molokini.” “Yay,” Amelie squealed.

David our Beta burst out laughing and everyone else seemed to appreciate the break in tension. Alicia, David’s mate was laughing so hard she was in tears. Scott wasn’t used to being called out so the rest of dinner he and Hannah spent exchanging playful jabs. It seems Scot has met his match because Hannah can certainly hold her own in the relentless teasing and banter department. We were finished with dinner and almost finished cleaning up when Bob got a phone call.