Loona X Reader Novels & Stories

He asked, being as respectful as possible. “What kind of question is that?” he growled loudly. “I think I already told you, Malia is my mate and future Luna.” He answered before letting my dad say another word. What he said, however, pierced my heart and I cried out in pain, holding my chest as Mia whimpered in my head.

“The Alpha! I found Luna! She was born and lives in modern human civilization, the Republic of Shomerseth. You have to pick her up soon." Rula Whitney is no ordinary woman. Apart from being an elite prostitute, she was a ‘half quarter’, with werewolf blood running through her. The Alpha is looking for her, not as a Rula, but as a Luna Mate. …. Capital of Ondalle Haven, Republic of Shomerseth. Ondalle Haven is like being cursed. Bad weather brought rainstorms to sweep across cities in the Republic of Shomerseth tonight.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

He changed positions on his knees, one hand on my leg, me spread open and waiting for him to fully take me. "I will love you forever, my Luna," he said, bending down. He kissed me hungrily, the tip of his cock at the entrance. With a quick thrust, he was in me. Pain quickly became pleasure. My moans are uncontrollable and hungry after every stroke. His pleasure mixed with mine, his kisses peppered every inch of me before he stopped at the crook of my neck. Extending his canines, he dug into me, marking me as his. My eyes rolled back, feeling myself connected with him. Coming with him, I screamed his name. He licked the wound to help it heal. Sparks were like fireworks exploding in the sky. T

But more crucially, I knew exactly what to do to solve it. The Luna brand seared on my arm had been throbbing continuously for days, reacting to Darius's increasingly worse mood. Through the connection, I could sense the pain of his guilt, his self-loathing, his attempts to destroy his life and numb his pain with drunkenness and exile. His wolf was struggling with him every single day, yelling at him that he should be finding me and doing what had needed to be done years before.

Elora responded angrily while trying to keep her other side in check. “ I am the Luna of this pack and you have just committed an unforgivable offense by questioning my authority and defying me!” she said with a small smile on her face, obviously happy because Elora had fallen for her antics. “ That was embarrassing” Elora said after they sat there in silence when she revealed that she was the Luna. She looked at the name tag on the desk and saw the name; Luna Jenna Hills. “ That is why you should learn to look before you leap”

No fight to distract her. Only need. Soon the Luna's gown came off, and two perky breast bounced at Xavier's face. Hungrily, he covers each nipple with his mouth and sucked deeply, earning moans from both the Luna and Rayne. Something low and wild stirred inside her, something she’d spent years pushing down, masking beneath layers of discipline and disguise. She wasn’t supposed to want. She wasn’t supposed to feel this way. But gods, she did. Rayne’s breath caught in her throat as her eyes stayed fixed on the scene in front of her. Her fingers curled into the fabric of her cloak, holding it tight against her stomach like that might keep the heat from crawling any higher.

His hands eagerly and impatiently ran all over my body as he tore the bloody T-shirt into shreds and his lips slammed against mine. “Fuck! You were amazing, flower. Amazing. Just like a little warrior-“ “Little?” “My apologies. You looked gorgeous tearing him with your claws, inducing your dominance. You’re worthy of being my Luna.” “Oh, Xerxes!” It took my mind a muddled moment to process what was happening. He slid his hand up to the under of my shirt and unclasped the hook of my bra as it loosened around my chest ni breasts vouched under my T-shirt. Every cell focuses on his fingers, willing to let him take control. Wanting to release the last of my inhibitions, but some part of me held b

The mark on my shoulder pulsed under moonlight. Not pain, something worse. It whispered my name in a tongue I’d never learned. “Do you hear it too?” Dax asked, voice shaking. I nodded. The Moon wasn’t speaking to me anymore. It was commanding me. Lira entered the war chamber in crimson, not mourning. “The Luna throne sits empty,” she purred. “And the Alpha hesitates. Perhaps I should rule.” The elders didn’t laugh. They listened. She smiled at Vaeron, then looked at me. This wasn’t politics.