Novelas y relatos de Luana Swimmer

- *Roharu* I watch her sleep and proudly head to the shower; I am greatly enjoying this plan of marking her every day, and to see her accept me so eagerly means that nothing has damaged our relationship. As I dry myself with a towel, I see the thin lines that her nails left on my body. I grin with satisfaction and decide to wear another open shirt just to tease her once she wakes up again. Conwenna seems to be looking for me, and I know she wants to give Sienna some beverage to calm down her pains and her worries. I walk towards the bed and brush my fingers on her relaxed face. "Rise and shine my Luna." She smiles at my touch and opens her eyes. "What time is it?"

Rowan asked Monna with a puppy face “Sure,” she said with a cute smile. He took the plate from her with his dramatic bow. Annoying son of a bitch. “ That's you, Ivan,” Leon said in my head, I was about to answer when Rowan’s voice interrupted me “Ivan and I were on our way to swimming, do you wanna come?” Huh, we were? What is Rowan doing “I can’t swim,” Monna said “ It's a lake so you can’t drown, and Ivan here is a good swimmer he will teach you,” Rowan said with a stupid smile

Lucas said disdainfully. “Then, do you know freestyle, butterfly stroke, breaststroke, or the backstroke?” Shaun raised his brows. To him, those things were just child’s play. He did not expect that one day, he would be reduced to using these means to please his child. “I know all of them.” Lucas pursed his lips in annoyance. He only knew the breaststroke. “Liar. How can one person know so much?” “It’s because I’m athletic.” Shaun held his glass of water proudly.

I obviously didn't consider a hard on when I put this plan together. I grabbed my water bottle, pouring some over my head. The heat was intense today. My eyes scanned the group and I saw Lana talking to Farah. My eyes always found her. But Simon’s voice soon stole my attention. “Luca, come on.” He motioned with his head. “We're going for a swim.” Everyone was going to the lake to cool off. And to cool off, was exactly what I needed.

I murmured and immediately turned in her direction. I slid the backdoor open and was completely frozen in place. In the water was Liliana swimming. She was wearing a red swimsuit, if it could be called that. It barely covered a perfectly rounded ass. I licked my lips. Watching her with hooded eyes. Fuck, this is a nightmare. Watching her but being unable to touch was diabolical punishment for all my sins. I just knew it. She swam to the edge of the pool and emerged, and my breath caught in my throat. She looked like something that was meant to be worshipped.

The tiny droplets fell, decorating the purple attire and the black hair like transparent pearls, delicate and fragile. However, that scene made the delicate white face of Felicia stand out even more. He asked, "Who are you?" Felicia blinked her eyes, suddenly remembering who this person was! Red Stone Pack! Oh! Could this man be her future brother-in-law? Felicia had a sister, Monica, destined to marry into the Red Stone Pack as their Luna since childhood. The Red Stone Pack had an exalted status, but now they humbled themselves and bestowed their grace by selecting a Luna who was a commoner. And obviously, the chosen future Luna was Princess Monica of the Blue Moon Pack.

and that was the last conversation they had. In Jeromes room which used to be Sky and his Luna's room, Elena was forced to change into a sexy lingerie while they dressed up sleeping Rina after which they left "Rina wake up" Elena called shaking her rigorously but she only moaned softly as she turned her face away snoring softly, just then Jerome walked in, "I see you're ready for me," he grinned taking off his clothes layer by layer, Elena didn't say a word but kept tapping rina.

Yet even his defiance couldn’t hide the flash of fear in his eyes—the realisation that this battle wasn't his to win. And then, as if heeding an unspoken summons, another presence manifested amidst the fray. The shadows shifted again, altered by a new force—one familiar yet profoundly different. Luna. She floated ethereal and haunting, her eyes obsidian pools reflecting a world devoid of light. There was an elegance to her form, an unyielding majesty that sent shivers racing down my spine. But her presence was marred by darkness, a sinister force that cloaked her like a second skin.

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.