Loona X Moxxie Fanart の小説・ストーリー

And on them, the quadruplet alphas. I froze. They weren’t men. Not really. They were forces, carved of power and moonlight, each different but equally terrifying. Damien sat in the center, golden eyes steady and burning. His posture was straight, shoulders broad, hands resting calmly on the arms of his throne. A leader who didn’t need to speak to command silence. To his right lounged Aiden, his blue gaze cold as winter ice. Even sitting, his presence pressed against me like a blizzard, sharp and merciless.

"Do you know how long I've liked him? I followed his footsteps and went abroad to study business, a field I had no interest in. I tried to maintain the image of a refined young lady his mother liked the most. And what's the result? This damned fox spirit is tormenting me..." While endlessly venting her frustrations, Loona suddenly stopped as she noticed a clear kiss mark on Fiona Forger's fair neck. Fiona wasn't foolish enough to think it was a mosquito bite. Evidently, the person who left this kiss mark exerted significant force to assert their ownership over her possession. "Fiona Forger, today I must tear you apart, you wretched fox spirit!" Driven by anger and jealousy, Loona furiously s

I stood there breathing hard, trembling with rage. “Sylvia!” I called out, my voice sharp and commanding. That girl had been lazing around far too much lately, like she’d already won Damon’s heart. Foolish child. A moment later, she appeared at the door, her golden hair perfectly curled, eyes half-lidded with boredom. “Yes, Mother?” I turned to face her, my jaw still tight with fury. “We will be traveling to the Moonshadow Pack in one moon's time. I want you to use every second of that visit to show them who the real Luna is.”

They just heard Luna Clarice's voice just now! Still reeling from the shock, Luna Aurelia stared at the bride's face. She knew by heart her former best friend's voice, and she had just heard it right now. Peering into the thin fabric, she was trying hard to see the face behind the veil. "Luna Charice, why don't you take off your veil so we can take a photo together? Please?" she asked. During the suspenseful wait, her heart beat frantically.

Maddy was too busy staring a hole in the side of my face. I spot Moira by the table, helping her sister put food on the table. I take a minute to marvel at just how much they all favor one another. Halona and Moira look exactly alike, except for Moira's nose is a bit daintier and she leaves her hair down and flowing. Halona always has her hair pulled back from her face and she wears red lipstick and dark eyeliner. Aria has the same facial structure as them, but her hair color and eyes are different. Otherwise the three of them would essentially be clones of one another. I move over to Moira, putting my arms around her waist and pulling her back against me. I love the way she rests her back a

I wrote the names of my fallen, swallowed moonstone ash, stood naked before the Hollow One. “You want a vessel?” I said. “I want revenge.” It did not nod. It only entered me. And thus was born the Shadow Luna. They crawled from the ruins. Fur like soot. Eyes like dying stars. Not alive. Not dead. Drawn only to me. One licked my hand. Its tongue was fire. “My Luna,” it rasped. I had made my own pack. And they would obey no one else. She waited by the blood tree. Still loyal. Still afraid. I stepped from the shadows.

“Do it now!” “Coraline!” Zayn yelled, his face a portrait of horror as he lunged forward to snatch the spear from my grip. That same expression I had seen in my dreams, but this is no fantasy. The Zayn in my dream is different from the one I'm facing right now. That is something I should acknowledge. “I’m giving her a favor! Can’t you see, Zayn? I’m freaking tired of all their games! You can’t even reprimand them!”

“Okay?” Taking the tissues out, and pulling out the most beautiful white silk button up oversized shirt and matching shorts. It said Luna on the back. “I got matching ones but it doesn’t say Luna!” Emmy held up hers. “I love it!” “Good, I’m going to shower and you need to wait for the rest till I bet back!” She took off. Grabbing some lotion, I was able to put some on, get dressed and was working on blow-drying my hair before she came out. “Oh good! You got it started.”

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.