His Scarred Luna Novels & Stories

Water trickled down Ravena's tall, athletic body as she emerged from the stream. She looked at the body she was occupying. Her arms were covered in scars, some new and some faded. They related tales of struggles Ravena had fought and overcome. There was no doubting now that Ravena had been a warrior. Ravena had scars from battles and rage on her skin, unlike Selene, who used to have soft, unblemished skin. The weight of realization tightened in her chest. Ravena, Luna of Ridgewood, was no more. Her own soul was returned in the body of Ravena as fate had decided.

Apollo supported my thoughts. "But was it all because of that?" I asked, more like asking myself. Apollo looked away. "Just focus on regaining our strength, Omnibus. After this, we can go back to our old ways. We still need to protect our Luna. She's too fragile and hopeful of the King..." Both Apollo and I frowned. ***** After long hours of waiting, finally, someone knocked on the door. It let out the relieved but still disheveled face of Lorna. She looked at me and smiled. "I'm so sorry for doing this to you..." she suddenly said. "Scar is now in his stable state. He's now sleeping and recovering from those wounds he had received. I can't thank you enough for sacrificing for my mate..."

Luna's scream echoed around the room; the light passed through her, and from every part it took, scarlet light emitted from it. Casting a low glow on her skin, the injuries began to heal little by little. Luna's soft breath broke through the room; her eyes were opened, but she couldn't see a thing of what was happening. She could feel a burning sensation wash through her as her body healed bits by bits. Her eyes blinked in a way that showed the effect was wearing off.

The male healer understood that Luna’s emotions weren’t stable, he decided not to be vague but gave as much detail as he could since he noticed something. “Luna, I am afraid that the Alpha is suffering pain from the heart from what I have seen. If that is indeed the case, then I am afraid that only he can heal this pain. We can’t interfere,” he truthfully said, recalling how the Alpha’s symptoms looked similar to those of people who had just gone through a rejection.

A week ago, Luna Avy was determined to take revenge on the crescent moon pack. To punish those who wronged her.... But now.... Her heart felt pity. If the revelation hadn't unfold before her, she might have been the victim or wrongdoing till her last breath. The wheel of time changes without anyone's concern. Who knew what secrets the face of a caring and responsible leader might be hiding. In her bathroom, she watched her reflection. Water dripped down her chin slowly as her red, weak eyes focused on space.

"Speak!" "Luna... Luna…” He faltered, then looked at me fearfully. "Out of nowhere, Luna found a mirror; she saw the scar on her face. She locked the door, broke everything, and locked herself there for a long time. We tried advice, but it didn't work. I feared things would drag on for a long time, so I came here to inform you." "Useless!" I roared and rushed back to Serena's room. Because the speed was too fast, I felt a sharp pain in my calf. Not long after, I felt the sticky liquid pouring out of the wound.

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.

It showed all they sacrificed protecting others. "Look," Emma breathed as she touched Ghost's face. Through their bond, he felt her wonder at how his scars now shimmered faintly with Luna's healing magic. He was still her sexy protector, but his scars didn't look angry or painful anymore. Kate traced Tank's transformed marks with the warrior's reverence. "They're beautiful," she whispered. "Like honor made visible." He smiled at his mate, and love shown in his eyes. Luna swayed slightly from the effort, her pregnancy making complex magic more draining. "Now everyone can see," she said tiredly, "that your scars aren't just from battle. They're from love."

She steered his lips away from her mouth, guiding his hot breath down the column of her neck. Marcus was breathing like a drowning man, completely intoxicated by her scent. His wolf was screaming inside him, a chaotic mess of his sexual hunger and a strange panic. He followed the trail of her skin, his teeth grazing her collarbone, before his lips slid upward, pressing directly over the silver, crescent-shaped scar on the side of her neck—the permanent mark of their Luna awakening. The moment his lips brushed the scar, the world shattered. Marcus froze. A visible tremor tore through his entire frame. The golden light in his eyes didn't only flash—it fractured into a chaotic silver.

She stole everything that was supposed to be mine. My fingers trace the fading bruise on my shoulder, a reminder of last night when Lucas had been particularly rough. He never marks me where others can see – that privilege is reserved for his future Luna, Scar. I’m just a body to him, a political arrangement he tolerates to keep his father happy.