Loud House Luna Novels & Stories

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.

Luna woke up shivering on cold hard ground. As she pushed herself up lethargically, the coarse grains dug into her palms. After looking around, she realised that she was in a large cylindrical tube. Dim light glowed at both ends. The pin-drop silence was occasionally broken by the sound of cars in the distance. Luna looked down and found herself dressed in a dark blue sailor uniform. There was also a small label on it. XX high school. /This uniform… It’s the same as Hina’s, right?/

Lux sat on the table, chewing gummy bears when she sensed Luna's distress. "Oh no, Luna! What's wrong?" Lux flew to her side, drawing Luna’s attention. "Here's some footage we managed to get our hands on." Luna stepped into the living room, eyes blank as the footage caused her to recall that horrific night on Lunaris. The urgent voice of her father ordering her to get to safety was still evident in her ears. Of how the beautiful starry skies of Lunaris blackened. Never before had Luna experienced such desperation and helplessness.

Smiling Mason laughed, "How can I possibly be the host of the evening without my hostess?" "Hostess?" Danica squeaked out as Mason reached an arm around her waist. "Yup," Smiling he began leading her into the crowd. As they passed group after group of people Danica couldn't help but feel people's questioning gazes on her. Of course they would be curious after all she was cuddled up to their Alpha. She couldn't help but find herself wondering exactly what their reaction would be once they found out that she was their future Luna. Would they be upset by the notion? Would they easily accept her? What if they were to find out that she isn't able to change? Would they want a Luna like that?

' She wanted to throw a fit. Luna is rare among the pack. They are called as "blessed child" and possess healing ability. They'll become important and need protection in every pack. There are very few Lunas in the pack. The majority of them are served in the goddess temple to offer their protection and guidance to their pack. Alpha was willing to kill to mate with them. For protection, other Lunas take multiple mates as partners. But in some cases, they die at the hands of their alpha partner, who doesn't want to share their mate with others. To her dismay, she tried to reread the documents, but the name she was hoping to see there was not on the list.

*ADRIAN'S ISLAND* Luna stepped out of the car,her mouth fell open,stunned by the big mansion. "Baby, you're so lucky"Luna smiled brightly. "I should meet your brother in law,I am definitely marrying him"Luna said and Irma laughed. They both entered, the maids and guards greeting her as she walked. Noir hurried downstairs,he stopped when she saw Irma. "Hey pretty"Noir called and they both hugged shortly. Then Luna walked inside, she's still looking around when she saw Noir. "You?!"She exclaimed. "Can't believe you're here. Irma if she's here for an interview then send her back, she's too sluggish"Noir said angrily.

Chamomile, honey, and something floral - hibiscus - filled the room, softening the air instantly. “Good morning, Miss Thea,” Clearway said quietly. Her voice was tender in a way I’d never heard from her before. “The Luna sends her tea.” Waters followed, carrying a linen-lined basket of pastries. Warm brioche. Flaky honey bread. Berry tarts. Something dusted with cinnamon. The scents wrapped around me like gentle arms. “The Luna insisted you have something soft, warm, and easy to swallow,” Waters murmured, setting them down. Her gaze flicked to my throat - the rawness, the bruised strain of it. Her expression softened further. “She was… quite particular about it.”

Luna trotted ahead of them, cheeks pink from the elevator ride excitement, hair in two crooked pigtails that Rhea had wrangled with more enthusiasm than skill She wore her favorite wolf‑print hoodie, the one with tiny ears on the hood. “Mama, look!” she whispered loudly, pointing at the planter boxes. “The dirt is awake!” “The plants are awake,” Lyra corrected softly. “The dirt’s just… there. Like the floor inside, but better.” “Floor that grows things,” Luna said, awed. “Magic floor.” Rhea snorted under her breath. Across the garden, on the far side near the maple, Aiden was already there.

Luna added more food and felt full. Luna was a young werewolf, approximately eighteen years of age. She had a petite body with long brown hair falling down her back. She had brilliant green eyes that glistened in the moonlight. She was young but passed through humiliating life, leaving a bad experience. She adapted to living life cautiously with suspicions. She didn’t trust anyone and it was hard to accept people’s treatment without caution

"Start! What are you doing?" Luna gulped and nodded. She assembled the gun and fixed her position. Luna planned to shoot the heart as well. She stared sharply at the heart part of the drawn human and fixed her hand position before pulling the gun. The bullet went straight in the middle of the heart which earned a couple of claps from the six birds. Soheila was right. Luna had a high potential to handle a gun, she was even faster than Zachary. Luna had a fast hand assembling the gun.