Little Luna Novels & Stories

I was wearing a white power suit, tailored to perfection, with a pair of four-inch Louboutins that sounded like a countdown on the marble floor. "Mommy, Leo is being a CEO again," a small, melodic voice chirped behind me. I turned, my Ice Queen mask melting instantly. Luna was sitting on the velvet sofa, her violet eyes—the ones I had to hide with specialized drops whenever we went out—sparkling with mischief. She was holding a holographic tablet, her silver-blonde hair braided into neat crowns.

Noelle's POV: I am the youngest daughter of the Bluemoon Pack's Alpha. I have a twin sister, Naomi, and I grew up with a loving Alpha father and Luna mother. Our family of four was always so happy together. I thought those days would last forever, but I never expected everything to change so quickly.

“But it’s not eating her, either.” “Semantics,” Elia muttered dryly. “She’s breathing and looking at her mother. That’s miracle enough for one evening.” Luna let herself smile—brief, fierce—down at the little girl. Lina blinked up at her, still dazed. “Who… are you?” she whispered. Luna’s chest twisted. “An omega who got tired of being quiet,” she said. The courtyard exhaled again. This time, the sound carried different notes: awe, fear, resentment, wonder.

“You’re not a little girl anymore, Luna! Now, let me help you. Come here. I have something to show you.” She took an iPad out of her small bag and began showing Luna pictures of handsome men saved in her gallery. The photos appeared to have been taken from various events or social media, each featuring a man with a charming smile and an impressive sense of style. “So, which one do you like?” Hazel asked, smiling expectantly. But Luna’s expression remained unchanged. “None of them,” she answered innocently. Hazel stared at her with her mouth hanging open, unable to believe what she had heard.

“Mama! Mama! My moon appeared last night!” Luna knelt down on the grass. The girl couldn’t be more than 4 years old. Her name was Hope. Because that’s what Luna had named her. Hope for the future. “Show me, baby,” Luna said, tucking hair behind the girl’s ear. The girl pointed up with a chubby finger. And there it was. A tiny new moon in the sky, just appeared that night. Pink like her favorite flower. It pulsed once, bright and proud, then settled into the sky with the others.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

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They were all bearing the mark of the Luna. Hyacinth Luminar, the young girl with a rare power that comes from the bloodline of the Luna Luminar, a legendary Luna from the eighteenth century. From the moment she was born, the Moon Goddess already bestows her the sun, and the moon collided, and with the two enemies align, the light came shining on the newborn pup. Well, at least that’s how I remembered about Hyacinth's popular story.

So I got out of bed and went to shower, pulled my skinny jeans on, white t-shirt and braid my long hair, slipped on some sneakers and went to find Luke in his office. "Wow, this place looks so much better." I say walking into the office and looking at all the new furniture. Luke lifted his head and his face lit up with the most beautiful smile. "Good morning, Luna." I heard Ryan from the other end of the room. "Good morning, Beta" I chuckled. "See, she is getting used to us, you have nothing to worry about" he replied back with a wink.

Even though it sounds easy, in reality, marrying and marking Omegas is not easy, it is the most difficult thing for Alphas because they can only marry and mark the Omega that the Goddess fated for them. Let's just say there is only one Luna for one Alpha and Emily will never be his Luna. But why does Emily want to be with Hunter even though she knows she won't be able to become Luna? The answer is simple, it is because of existence. No one will underestimate her because she is in the hands of a well-respected Alpha even though she is not and will never be Luna for Hunter. "Why you are here? It's very cold here, you can wait for me in the room," Hunter said, he pulled Emily by her small waist