Isla Moon Boobs Novels & Stories

Two moons. I was supposed to find Isla or choose a new Luna in two moons. The look on Selene's face flashed before my eyes and I sighed. Moving on with these replacements felt like placing a death sentence on Isla and burying her memories. Defying the council was tempting but it wasn't an option. Surrounding packs could already sense our weakness and one more wrong move, we'll be under attack. Isla was alive somewhere. I knew it but I just couldn't prove it. I needed her back home more than ever. The pressure I was under was threatening to break me. I slowly walked to my room like a man burdened the decisions of others.

They all stood there waiting and then there she was the Moon Goddess herself. They all bowed at seeing the Moon Goddess Selene. Rise my children no need to bow before me. I'm so proud of you my children you're a small pack, but tough and now it is time that I introduce you to someone. This is my cousin and you may call her Moon Goddess Delia. How can this be possible? the former Luna Isabelle asked. She was created by my Uncle because he wanted a child of his own. Thus forth he created my cousin Delia.

He must have been familiar enough with people who didn’t like medical work because he began to prattle on about anything and everything unrelated to the needle about to go in my arm. “So you’re the good King Ambrose’s mate, I hear,” he said jovially. “Can’t say I’m surprised; they always say runts are mated to someone big and strong enough to protect them. How powerful do you have to be for the Moon Goddess to bust out the big guns, though? A normal warrior wouldn’t do?” Isaac’s chest rumbled with low laughter. “She’s the curse of the rogue. The only thing she needs protection from is needles, apparently.”

"Goddess, I am looking forward to stuffing my face and seeing Alpha Malcom again." I laughed loudly; of course Moon was looking forward to eating. She had always enjoyed eating, but she enjoyed it even more now that she was eating for two. She looked beautiful though, Moon had chosen a formfitting dress that showed off her bump and her very very large boobs. Goddess, I didn’t expect them to grow that much, and Alpha Raider loved them because his eyes wandered to them very often.

Maria frowned for a moment, “Actually it was in that same book that I read another story. It is rumoured that somewhere on the earth exists a moonstone so powerful it is believed to have fallen from the moon itself as a gift from the Moon Mother. It is said whoever wields that stone will be blessed with the wisdom and power of the Moon over the Earth.” “Do they look different?” Luna Yasmin asked. “It has been said that the stone is as alive as the moon itself.” She revealed with a look of excitement and mystery on her face leaving us all wondering.

I stare into her eyes before going down to her breasts that the narrow, damn pink tank top can't contain. “Pretty tits.” Isla gasps, then her expression turns sensual, like an exclusive bitch. “Really? You think they're pretty.” I growled when Isla rubbed her breasts. I wanted to remove her hand and replace it with mine, and my mouth and tongue were eager to play with her protruding pink nipples. Oh… I wouldn't mind fucking her big tits with my cock either. “I don't recall you breastfeeding here for a long time.” Damn, Isla was getting wild, teasing me by squeezing her nipples that protruded from outside the tank top.

“Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.” The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world. Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears. "The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart." "Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.” Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give b

"I've heard of her so-called beauty, and yet no lycan will mate with her." "Such shame, don't you think." Stella snickered and Claire joined in. "I hear Moon's Call will be at the feast, tonight," Claire cooed huskily, her expression now a bit dazed with anticipated passion she had for the lone lycan. "I can't wait to really see what he looks like up close. I've only had to admire him from afar," She said in indignation. Stella playfully nudged her with her shoulder as she whispered, blushing a bit, "You and your fantasies. Your father would have your head; you know? You are not to fancy any mate below your class and you very well know that."

In anger, he raised his right hand to strike me with a punch. "Don't!" The MC commanded him. "She..." He pointed towards my direction. "She's a virgin hybrid, who holds the key to the sacred. She is also the last remaining lupine of her kind. Claiming her as yours guarantees beautiful offsprings, accessing the magical, and a free showcase of endless magic..." Before he could even finish speaking, the men were already bidding. "Twenty million dollars!" "Thirty million dollars!" "Forty two million dollars!" More and more kept coming, until something strange happened.

Kane looked like a walking corpse, standing at the very front. My parents sat dead-eyed in the front row, totally drained. The only one who looked vibrantly alive was Isla. She wore a perfectly tailored black lace dress. Her makeup was flawless. Clutching a white handkerchief, she squeezed out a few fake tears. But she couldn't hide the raw ambition burning in her eyes. Halfway through the service, Isla couldn't wait anymore. She stepped right up to Alpha Marcus, my mother, and the powerful pack elders. "Father, Mother, Elders. Losing my sister breaks my heart." She choked back a sob, but her chin was held high. "But this is not the time for weakness. The Crescent Moon Pack needs a Luna."