Hurricane Luna Novels & Stories

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"The water is starting to slow down, there shouldn't be much holes left" "That's good." Luna quickly moved to the hole she pointed out. Blocking it off. Within ten minutes they had completely blocked off all the hole, wanting to take a rest when Wei burst into the hatch. His scream drowned in the storm. "What did you say?" Sandra yelled back. "Grab. On. Something." The moment the last word hit the air, the yatch cleaved to the side. Sending everyone including Wei, crashing on the walls. "Fuck." Luna cursed as the yatch switched side, taking them along again. Her legs gave out under her, body colliding with a bunch of hard objects before she finally become stable.

he explained, drawing me close and fixing an intense gaze on my eyes, causing a blush to rise to my cheeks. "Luna signifies the Moon, Lauren. The light amidst the darkness, my illumination in the shadows," he murmured, the last part a soft whisper, and I felt a bit foolish. Naturally, if he had a girlfriend named Luna, I would have been aware. His previous relationship was with Luisa, who had broken up with him under the assumption that he wouldn't take charge of the Blackwood company.

The triplets were vibrating. Leo, the eldest, stood with his feet planted wide, his small jaw set in the exact same stubborn line as Killian’s. His eyes were no longer the soft gold of a pup; they were a hard, metallic bronze. Ace was crouched on all fours, his fingers dug into a crack in the glass, his nostrils flaring as he caught a scent on the wind that made his lip curl in a snarl. But it was Luna who terrified me. She was standing perfectly still, her platinum hair standing on end as if charged by a massive electrical current. She wasn't looking at me or her father. She was pointing toward the Northern Sea.

Palm trees are bent double, as if their trunks are made of putty, and a piece of flying tin narrowly misses the truck as I power through the storm. When I get to Luna’s, I leap out of the front seat and race up the walkway to her house. Pounding on the door yields nothing. Opening the door and yelling for Luna, for anyone, is equally fruitless. Is she out with her biker outlaws? Where would they possibly go in this storm?

She licked her hands seductively. "Are you two talking about me?" She asked. I looked away and stare at Amo. "Probably, just telling my cousin that you're a marvelous, gently woman, right Amo?" I said. "Yeah, that's it". He nodded. Luna didn't say anything, she just looked at me and continued licking her ice cream. Not like a normal human being but like a stripper!. She used her tongue to circled the ice cream and won't stop looking at me.

Though all I wanted was for them to get to hell and watch the movie, it's been ages since I had seen a movie the last time, but I just couldn't move my eyes off him sitting close to a girl that isn't me. My heart was throbbing in my chest when he turned to me, and our eyes clashed with each other, his deep blue eyes looking into mine as if they were glued to mine. "Luna, are you ok? Do you still feel nauseous?" Sebastian asked, pulling me out of my daze. I blinked at him confused when I saw how sweaty I had become, my hand was gripping his hand in a tight grip without even being aware of it. I took my hand off "I'm sorry," I gasped in horror.

Every day in that first week, we lose more pack members because they can’t live without their mate. Luna Calista was one of those. I had taken it upon myself to stay with her, knowing that Aunt Cara was still in the hospital. Luna Calista's devastation at losing Alpha Anders was so great that she barely held on for 24 hours. I was there with her at the end. It was the middle of the night and it was just her and I. She had stopped crying and a smile had spread across her face. “Lily,” she had whispered. “I’m Malin, Luna,” I said to her, but her eyes had been glazed over, unseeing.

Luna recounted bitterly, her voice tinged with disbelief and hurt. “Do you have any idea where he went?” she asked me, desperation evident in her tone. I shook my head in response, feeling a surge of frustration at Chase’s mysterious disappearance. “That fucking slut, Sera. She sent me a selfie,” Luna exclaimed, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes once more. Her phone rang again, displaying Chase’s name on the screen. Before I could react, Luna flung her phone to the ground, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the silence of the terrace.

A slow, simmering rage crept into her eyes, and for a moment, I thought she might claw my face off right then and there. "How dare you, you filthy little—" "Oh, did I strike a nerve?" I tilted my head mockingly. "Truth hurts, doesn’t it?" Lily scoffed, taking a threatening step toward me. "Magnar made me a promise a long time ago. I will be his Luna. No matter what you or anyone else thinks." "And yet, he still hasn’t marked you," I pointed out. "Why do you think that is?" Lily’s fingers twitched, her nails lengthening slightly as her wolf threatened to surface. But before she could say anything else—