Isla-moon Nude Novels & Stories

This was the kind of smile that looked like it was coming from the depths of her soul. So Carefree. So Radiant. So Alive. And right beside her, was a sight that brought even more heat to his skin…Damien. They were laughing in one photo. In another one, Isla stood waist-deep in ocean water, hugging him like he was her second skin. Nate bit his lips bitterly. That bikini. That smile. That man. A shallow breath rattled through his chest. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple twitching. Guilt and jealousy collided so harshly.

“I think even Elliott no longer believes it—and he’s only ten.” Elliot Calloway growled again. He was in the same class as I was. Calm, reserved, and kind, but he always followed his cousin, Drake, along. One minute he would sit with me at lunch, and the next, he would join this group to laugh at me. “No, no, I agree with Nathan!” Selene said excitedly. “The Moon Goddess can tell us who we are mated with.” “Boo-hoo,” mocked Drake. “But, well, it is better than being here. Full Moon celebration is boring.”

It was dark inside, and I could see a figure lying on the bed. Is Luna already asleep? I wondered, walking closer to check. But my blood ran cold when I saw who it was. It was Isabel, and she was completely naked. Before I could react, she grabbed my arm and pulled me down on top of her. "Love me, Cade. Please, just love me," she begged. At that exact moment, the door flew open and the lights were switched on. We both looked up in shock to see Luna standing in the doorway. LUNA's POV

And Isla… Isla lying there like a wilted flower, arms wrapped around herself, trembling. The Luna gasped. “Oh Moon Goddess…” “Now do you believe me?” I asked, stepping back, folding my arms across my chest smugly. Her lips parted as if to say something but no words came out. I could see her hands trembling, her entire frame shaking. She hadn’t expected this. Maybe no mother would. But she had to know that this was what came of raising a girl like Isla, soft, defiant, and entirely too trusting. “She’s not… she can’t be…” she whispered.

Zero also took off his black shirt and tossed it on the floor. This time, he’s naked. She’s seeing his proud huge shaft. Until now, she can’t believe that she managed his cock delved into her core. She stood up and took off her robe and let it slide down on the floor. She stared into his eyes and moved down. She held his pinkish shaft and put it inside her mouth. Zero looked up the moment he felt the warmness of Isla’s mouth. He held her at the back of her head as he started to sway his lower body, forward and backward.

She asks again. “Isabel, I know about of all this things already. I know that the consequences might be too severe and that the risks might be very aggressive but I am willing to walk down that hard part with you. I am ready to fight against all odds and sacrifice everything just for you , my love. You have my heart and my support and I can’t make any silly mistakes anymore lest I might end up losing you forever.” I open up to her. She lays back on the bed , her hand area still on the mark on her neck. The wounds around it have healed and the scar have turned to a beautiful mark on her neck. Isabel Moon - Luna of Blood pack, wife of Alpha Jared Blood and mother to his pups.

The door slamming in the distance snapped me from my restless slumber, snapping my head up, I caught a glimmer in the distance as they approached me. The knife glaring in the man’s hand was easy to identify once he was close enough and even though his face remained concealed the tattoo wrapped around his wrist was clearly visible. The eight phases of the moon. A symbol of enlightenment and darkness, immortality and eternity. It was beautiful, nature’s very own yin-yang. “Good Afternoon, Goddess Selene.” Dark greeted me with a sinister smirk on his face, to which I responded with a flat look.

They walked straight to the table in the back corner where there were three men sitting at a game table who looked just as smug as Jamerson young and Powerful, all three with model like women wearing dresses that were pretty yet showed much to cleavage, on their laps. "Gentlemen, meet my fiance, Isla Moon Gambino, She is a little crippled right now as you can see but it's only temporary, oh you should see her move with such grace when she has both good legs" Jamerson's introduction was very hurtful and disrespectful as the men tipped their heads as a greeting while chuckling at Jameson's remark which had Isla frowning.

Tiny moonlight seeped in through a tear in the curtain into their dimly lit room. Isla felt a movement trailing its way up to her breasts. She bit down her lower lip gently as she felt her cunt calm from the electrifying touch. The hands massaged her breasts gently before stroking her nipples. A soft moan escaped her lips but the person shushed her to quiet down. She bit down harder on her lower lip to trap her moans, a tingling metallic taste filled her mouth.

“Elves!” I bit my lip, trying to hold back a laugh—knowing that Jax would be the only one to come to that name—and to hold back my moan as she pulled my sheer underwear off me, pressed her lips to my folds, and flicked her tongue against my clit. I arched my back, and she pressed herself closer to me, pinning my hips to the couch with her hands. Oh, Moon Goddess. I gripped the sheets, legs trembling ever so softly. Isabella lightly grazed her fingers against my breasts and pinched my nipples. I parted my lips, eyes wide, heat building up in my core.