Little Luna Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Luna had somehow ended up on Jerome's lap. While holding onto Luna, Jerome looked at the child closely. She sure seems bright. She has a bright future ahead of her. The more Jerome looked at Luna, the more he took a liking to the girl, which caused him to regard Luna with a gentle look on his face. It melted the harsh exterior he usually wore, revealing his softer side as a normal rich man. After a while, he asked Luna a question. "What's your name? How old are you?" Meanwhile, Luna could sense the underlying kindness in the man who was holding her, so she replied with all seriousness, "Mr. Handsome, my name is Luna Hilda Clemon. People call me Luna, and my other name is Petra Pre

Just as I’m about to say something, argue that I wasn’t that good of a girl, Laura comes back into the room, this time with a line of crew members and cameras behind her. She grins at us once we’re looking back at her, clapping her hands. “Alright guys, who’s ready to film Luna’s choice?!”

"No wonder you exude such power—being the true Luna has its perks, doesn’t it?" "We’re all here to support you," another chimed in. "We won’t let some lowborn Omega take your rightful place." "And look at Caius," said another. "He’s already showing dominance, even at such a young age! He’s the true heir to Serrowind Pack." The Beta teacher, her posture stiff, even bowed slightly. "Luna Virelle, let me know what Caius likes to eat. We’ll make sure the daycare caters to his tastes from now on."

Sly’s eyes follow my gaze and he smiles, waving at the little one. She waves back, and I notice she’s holding her mother’s hand. Blinking, I see that her hair isn't black but brown and her eyes hazel, not Sly’s bright blue. “Mama,” the little one tugs on her mother’s sleeve. “Who’s the pretty lady?” “Shh,” the she-wolf pulls her pup up onto her waist. “It isn’t polite to stare. See her ring and her mark? She’s a Luna.” The little girl’s eyes widen, “Wow! She’s a princess! Is that man her prince?”

The siren song, echoing through the walls, chilling my bones. "Luna!" I shouted, racing down the hallway, panic gripping me like icy claws. Finn's voice came frantic from one of the rooms. "Mom!" I burst through the bedroom door, stumbling to a halt at the sight before me. Luna lay on the bed, tiny body shaking violently, her long hair spread like dark silk over the pillow. Her eyes were wide open—glowing softly with a faint, eerie blue-green light—and the song spilling from her lips was ancient, heartbreaking, powerful. She was convulsing, her small fingers clenched tight in the sheets.

Sienna. She was leaning on the kitchen counter when I walked in. She eyed me up and down and smiled wickedly. “Well, if it isn’t the little rejected mate.” she said, smirking. “You know, I always wanted to see the face of a little bitch whose Luna title I would take away, but the fact that it is you only makes it better.” I rolled my eyes and started walking upstairs. She ran after me and grabbed my hand, turning me around. “Listen here, you little bitch.” she spat in my face. “I am your Luna, and you will not roll your eyes at me.”

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

One year later. The apartment was small but clean. Two rooms. A kitchen. A window that looked out over a quiet street in a city no one had ever heard of. It was not the penthouse. It was not the small room above Margaret's restaurant. It was something in between. It was hers. Luna sat at the small wooden desk near the window, her laptop open in front of her, her phone pressed to her ear. The screen showed numbers. Columns. Spreadsheets. Things she had taught herself to read over the past year.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

"It's true! Not only is Luna not on the merit list, but people are also saying she was captured by Valkirk soldiers! When she was rescued, she was naked, her fur was shaved off, even her mate mark was covered up..." "What?!" Brenda almost fainted. She squeezed her hands together, using her last bit of strength to ask, "What about my son? Surely Ethan did something great!" "He's on the list, but ... he's way down at the bottom." "By the Moon!" Brenda let out a choked cry like someone had grabbed her by the throat.