Logan Carter True Luna Novels & Stories

Dren snapped. “They’re not here for war. They want her. They’ve said it. This is personal.” Another voice now softer, but no less sharp. It was Elira, a former hunter and now one of Kade’s most trusted advisors. Her amber eyes flicked toward Charollet. “They believe she carries the mark. The mark of a true-blood Luna. A human mated to a beast. That’s prophecy to some. Power to others.” “They think taking her gives them power,” Dren said grimly. “And weakens Kade.”

she explained apologetically. She is the Luna of the Blue moon pack, but their mating happened under unusual circumstances and she is under the impression that Carter marked her out of helplessness when he couldn't find any other way to save her.

An assistant jogged up with a card, handing it to Luna with an apologetic bow. She opened it. I can't undo yesterday. So I bought tomorrow's light. — K Luna read it twice. Then she laughed. Not a soft, polite laugh. Not a dismissive snort. A full, bright, unrestrained laugh that echoed across the courtyard and probably reached the ridge where Kael was undoubtedly watching. Dante looked down at her, his dark eyes warm with satisfaction. "Good. That's the correct response." "Is he serious?" she managed between giggles. "He bought a sun. A whole additional sun."

Luna was busy scribbling some notes in the documents as if none of this had happened. Around 10am, the RV arrived at one of the Walter Group’s factories. As soon as the car stopped, Gavin leaped out of the vehicle and poised himself next to the door. He had one hand on the door handle while the other extended toward Luna, intending to help her out of the car. “Ms. Luna, please.” Luna frowned. She did not want to accept his offer, but out of nowhere, someone shoved her from behind. Luna lost her balance, and her entire body was thrust in Gavin’s direction.

I gave a poignant look at Hector who turned back forward. “So the information that our Luna is the Huntress doesn’t leave this car.” Bryan looked at all of us and we nodded. “Good. I’m going to keep driving and I don’t want to hear anything else crazy.” “So, don’t say the reason why the Council is reconvening is because I killed the Vampire King during my retirement?” The car screeched to halt again and this time, Logan pulled me away from him. They looked at me like I was an alien. Clearing my throat, I did a couple extra coughs.

Luna manages four steps past the grand foyer before she is decisively intercepted by Ryan and Will, her two fiercely protective older cousins who have formed a unified, impenetrable blockade at the base of the staircase, their arms crossed in identical postures of stern interrogation. "Brothers, I assure you it was a complete coincidence," Luna begins, offering a dry, charming smile as she attempts to sidestep the ambush. "You know your sister is simply a Good Samaritan. I merely provided a minuscule amount of assistance to a stranded citizen." Ryan clicks his tongue, his expression entirely unmoved. "A citizen named Marcus Vane, with whom you miraculously managed to spend an entire night st

“Maybe they weren’t that careful. I noticed the first day I went out with Landon to run errands around town.” “Or maybe you are more talented than you think you are. Your ability to detect someone like that is impressive.” Axel said as he stood up and pulled up the pants he put on. I didn’t want to get too big of an ego, so I just shrugged again. “I have been studying to become the Luna.” “Anyway…” Axel laughed before turning to face Landon. “Yes, from now on, I won’t have others following you. I think you have earned the right to be trusted to do your job and keep her safe.”

Exactly what I expected. The temperature inside the car drops several degrees as Alaric pushes all the right buttons. I remain silent, watching, always watching. Callen recovers first. Just as I predicted. He’s the chaotic one, with the easier smile. The type of man who uses humour as both shield and distraction. “Our Luna is one of a kind,” he says smoothly, though pride bleeds heavily beneath the words. “Bright, beautiful, strong. A human blessed to four of us by the Moon Goddess herself.”

"I forgot, cia." "Excuses," irritated Alicia said, making Luna chuckle again. Teasing her friend like this sometimes acted as a sort of therapy for her. When she felt tired or bored, it was like having a pet cat to relieve stress. That's what Luna thought. "I'll make your job easier this time. I suggest you contact his secretary, Carlos. You know him, right?" Luna advised as she entered her car and took her place behind the steering wheel. Another thing you should know: Luna doesn't like having a personal driver. She prefers driving her beloved car on her own, without the presence of a driver. According to her, it's more liberating. She feels free to go wherever she wants.

They exchanged shocked glances before shifting their focus to Theodore and the sleek body of Corona. "Holy shit, Mr. Snapp! Who did you just say your driver is?" Theodore narrowed his sharp, fox-like eyes, his thick lashes casting dark shadows beneath them. "The one and only Luna. The Shining Moon of the racing world." Of course, the name Luna represented the moon—but in the off-road racing circuit, that name was legendary. The wealthy heirs were electrified. "That's unbelievable! Mr. Snapp, not only did you spend a fortune to buy Corona, but you even brought back the original owner!"