His Trouble Maker Luna Novels & Stories

He felt Krysie's arms wrapped around his waist because of their small distance. “Don't call my girl a bitch, Luna. Get out,” he said coldly. “No!” Luna pulled her own hair as if she discovered something crazy. “Are you kidding me? We just fucked last week and now you're telling me she's your girl? Who are you, bitch? Where the fuck on earth did you come from?!” “Luna!” His voice thundered the four corners of the room. He's getting annoyed with her. “I don't believe you!” she yelled back. “You are lying to me! She... She's not your fucking type, Hunter! You like women who love make-up!”

Luna believed that by nurturing authenticity in the next generation, she could create a ripple effect that would shape a more accepting and inclusive world. Through her engagements, Luna encountered individuals who had long suppressed their true selves, living in fear of judgment and rejection. Moved by their stories, she became an advocate for self-acceptance and self-love. Luna started a movement that encouraged people to embrace their quirks, flaws, and individuality, celebrating the beauty of authenticity in all its forms. Luna's efforts also extended to mentoring aspiring artists and creatives. She shared her experiences, guiding them through the ups and downs of their artistic journeys

“Oh. I think Luna Kristen is handling her trauma very well. She is out there still doing what she needs to do for our pack. She isn’t thinking about herself right now and I think that shows how brave she is.” Jasper stood up for me. “Suppressing trauma isn’t healthy either.” Luna Erin said quietly. “She has been pacing around and jumping at every single sound.” “I can’t say I blame her for that. I would expect anyone to be that way after being kidnapped. You heard her recording.”

I'm unsure where this 'new' me came from. "Let her go," I said through my teeth. My own bravery should have surprised me. However, I was more surprised that my words came out straight with all the shaking my body kept doing. " Oh, we will let her go when we are done with her." shot back one of the auburn hair men. I noticed he had a tattoo of a snake on his neck. "Your little friend here has been a bad girl. You see, my buddy John just wanted to show her some love, when this little bitch stabbed him in the eye with a stick. Now. she's going to pay." Snorted the blonde hair man.

Robin asked. I thought for some time and then nodded my head in agreement. "That does not sound that bad," I thought as I gulped down my energy drink. "But what if after meeting with sponsors Alison does not like them, and they keep bothering her to fight for them or sleep with them?" Ella asked, worry evident in her voice. "Then I will take care of them. You don't have to worry about it," Robin said reassuringly. "Are you sure you would be able to deal with them, then?" Ethan asked for confirmation.

And in the corner, chained to a chair. "Troy," I said. Hunter's brother looked up. His face was beat up pretty bad, but his eyes were clear. Thank god they hadn't gotten to him with the control stuff yet. "Luna," he said. "You shouldn't be here." "Yeah, well, here I am." Mitchell walked over, all pleased with himself. "How touching. The Luna risking everything for one pack member." "What do you want?" "You know exactly what I want." He waved at all the equipment. "Your help with the blocker formula."

Nadine walked in and gasped in huge shock. “What…what are you doing, dressed like this” Nadine’s eyes were too wide as they pierced at me in shock. “I am participating in the contest, I will enter his kingdom and kill him myself” I said. Nadine laughed, a dry mocking laughter. “That guy is immortal, Nobody can kill him, you are only going to risk your dear life, Daman is very ruthless, he doesn’t spare anyone” Nadine said. But I never gave a damn. The blood flowing in my vein was pain and revenge. I walked out. My girlie self, the girl with soft eyes and long hair vanished. I walked off as a guy, Leo Houston.

He asked me, and I rolled my eyes before walking ahead. Why do I not act like normal Lunas? Well, maybe because I wasn't normal. I was Kathleen Woods, a Luna who was cheated of her parents' love by the moon goddess and the rogues. The Luna, who was betrayed on the night of her wedding by her husband. The Luna, who doesn't even know who she is and can't just sit there and act like nothing is wrong with her life. I thought before rolling my eyes at him.

The status of being a Luna held significant weight and influence. “Trust me, I desire help just as much as you do. But who’s to say they would even want to help us? It would be suicide to provoke a conflict with the Moonstone pack,” I averted my gaze. The Moonstone pack was one of the most powerful and influential packs in the Western region. While they may not be friendly towards our pack, they were not our enemies either.

I saw her back to me as Alex was gathering instruments and surgical tools. I had seen Jacob use the same equipment to sedate me in the human realm. However this idiot was looking for me to overdose and kill me. She wanted to force Jacob to giver her the title of Luna. “But don’t worry I will make sure that your little brats know their place. And when Jacob makes me his mate completely I am going to send those half breeder bastards somewhere far away from my baby.” She squatted down in front of me and even though my vision was still distorted I knew who was stabbing me with the needle.