Novel & Cerita His Sweetheart Luna By Elmer

Emma Emrys's lycan, Ems, chose me to be his Luna, and Shelly accepted without hesitation. She could have at least played hard to get and let him pursue us, but that wasn't her style. The excited wolf even took control of my body and kissed him! How embarrassing!

Elara gasped, her arms wrapped around his shoulders and neck, riding his length that reached deep within her. "Ugh... Elara," Damian groaned as he felt his Luna nearing her own climax. He matched her pace, and together, they reached the pinnacle of their heated passion. Damian panted against Elara's shoulder but sensed it wasn't enough for her. Elara still needed him. Damian bit his lower lip as he gazed at Elara's enticing face, her eyes reflecting a thirst for his kisses and embraces. He gritted his teeth, knowing he'd be exhausted and drained but unable to resist his Luna, especially when Elara looked so irresistibly beautiful.

My hands curled in the robe. “Is she… always like this?” “Like what, Miss Thea?” Waters asked softly. “Kind.” The word felt fragile, as if speaking it too loudly might break it. Both women exchanged a glance - not surprised, but thoughtful. Clearway spoke first. “The Luna is… precise. Controlled. She doesn’t show affection often.” Waters nodded. “But when she chooses to be gentle, it is real. And rare.” Clearway added, even quieter, “And it is never wasted on the wrong person.”

Her frantic eyes fell on roses spilled across one side of the oak table in endless waves of red, their scent cloying almost like blood… Every nerve screamed at her to run. A thorn glinted near the base of one stem, caught a shard of light. Luna followed her gaze, then smiled again. She moved like waves, her silver-blonde hair glowing in the evening sun, a nymph out of water against the sunlit glass. That was the closest you could get to defining her presence. Did she know? Elara’s heart hammered. She lowered her eyes quickly, as though hiding the thought. Luna Selene glanced back and then turned around.

I could tell with one hundred percent certainty none of these women were that way. My father’s right hand man and Beta, a man named Cooper, had pulled me aside one day to tell me about a potential opportunity to find a mate. I had been invited to join the cast of some show called Luna’s Choice. At first, I brushed it aside. I wanted no part in something like that. There was no way any of the contestants on the show would make for a good Luna.

“Could I be a werewolf sitting behind a desk and dodging a fight?” “No. Moreover, you will be Luna in Sacred Storm. You should be able to protect our herd.” “Luna?” Elora arched an eyebrow. “What is it?” “Luna is Alpha’s partner. She became a sort of queen for the pack.” “I told you, I won’t be your partner.” Elora stood up with the help of her own hands, refusing Caspian’s outstretched hand. “Find Luna who fits your criteria.” Caspian stopped Elora’s steps by wrapping his fingers around Elora’s wrist. “Why are you so stubborn about avoiding me? If you’re still mad about that kiss, I—” Caspian followed Elora’s gaze, who was looking at their hands.

I was too curious, too hopeful, to turn him down. Hunter spoke before I could. “No. Luna Eremita is busy.” Carl looked at me and actually fluttered his damn eyelashes. ‘Who’s this pretty boy?’ Nina scoffed. ‘Does he really think that actually works? He’ll be hitting you with a chat-up line next.’ “Luna Eremita, huh?” Carl said, leaning against the wall to make his bicep bulge. “I was hoping I could just call you mine.” I snorted. Nina doubled over and howled with laughter. Between giggles she forced out a, ‘I told you he would!’

It's better to avoid this man than to cause a problem between her and Glenn. As someone like her would become the Luna of the Crimson Blue packs, it's not a good idea to see her alone with someone like Duncan DelaMerce, who has been linked to Princess Lilian, the 6th princess. There was a rumor that the emperor gave his daughter's hands to the new war hero—who is Duncan DelaMerce. She wondered why Duncan was still not introducing his Luna. The war had already ended, and it was about time for him to settle down.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

His chest tightened and irritation rose. Elara unstrapped herself from the seat. She turned to look at him and said, “For me you are beautiful, Ryder.” Her green eyes started into his hazel ones. Her golden hair was tied on a braid. Hair escaped from her braid and fluttered across her face as the chilly wind blew in the valley. She placed her hand on his cheek and suddenly he was once again seeing images of having a family with her. A smile crossed his lips when he looked at his children’s image in his mind. When she removed her hand, his chest was filled with warmth. He started the jeep and took her across his pack. Though he gave her a short tour, he felt content. The feeling of missing so