Luigi Mansion: Dark Moon King Boo Novels & Stories

He is a Booi too and our rival empire enemy, after all. “Oh! What do we have here? The Davi princess feels like modelling for us tod…” Leo, the heir of the Booi mafia empire exclaims. I pounce at him before he completes his sentence. I swear that there’s absolutely no one in the entire world who gets into my nerves than this man.

Luna walked forward while holding the mnemonia, softly saying, “Your name is Andrius Moonshade. You’re not the Demon Lord. You’re the Wolf King of Florence and also my husband!” With that, she quickly approached her previous spot. Her heart raced as she wondered if the mnemonia would succeed. Whirr... Andrius’ eyes brightened significantly with a hint of sharpness. “Oh, no!” Just as Luna had a bad feeling, Andrius’ gaze suddenly fell on the mnemonia in her hand. Then, he lightly sniffed with his blood-stained nose. Then, obvious confusion appeared on his face. It was effective! The mnemonia was taking effect!

He stands to leave. At the door, he pauses. "I will check on you later," he says over his shoulder. After he leaves, I move to the desk and pull the curtains open. A majestic view fills my sight. I see a massive ancient castle-like structure rising from the mountainside. It looks like a kingdom, or a prison. On the desk before me lies a document. Rules and Regulations for Maya Reynolds. I sigh. I open the first page. I have so many questions. And what the hell is a Bloodmoon Pack?

The Red Moon Festival arrived. A huge, crimson moon hung in the sky, bathing the grand hall in a bloody light. I found Damon. He was on the balcony, his back to the crowd, his black tuxedo melting into the night. “Damon!” I rushed toward him. “I have something urgent to tell you! Liam is going to poison the wine tonight, and he has a Rogue army—” Damon turned. His eyes were glacial. “Is that what you were doing with him? Debriefing me on his plans?” He cut me off, his voice dangerously flat.

The cave of her mouth plunged into that huge popsicle hanging between Ludwig’s groin. A reward and something else…This was exactly what was happening between Ludwig Vergara and the Blood Mistress. The woman then eventually gave up as her opening can no longer contend with the vastness of his enormous basilisk. The Blood Mistress hoisted her face and stood. She just stood there. The chiming of the grandfather’s clock in this dim-lighted room was the sign that it was already a quarter before one in the morning. The October Moon was just staring at the two blankly. Moonbeams were just directly saying hello to the handsome man and alluring woman.

But more come…it is useless. Armond yells, “Useless servant.” He looks at his minions. “Your snack is served.” They descend on him like vultures. He smirks. “Now, chain her properly.” His minions chained me to the floor, where I could barely move. Armond stood in the center of the stage. He raised his arms. “The blood moon rises tonight, and with her blood we will reign supreme.” He lifts an ornate goblet. The hall erupts in cheers. My anger boils over.

"Speaking of your soon-to-be boss, the King is on his way right now." Boss. Roommate. Fake moonmate. Royal warrior I want to kiss. Theo is accumulating a lot of titles in my head. "The owner of the Moonlight Feast Hall must be cursing the very sun he woke up under," I say, thinking about the drama. Luca nods his head fast. "Talk about a massive string of bad luck for that pack. After his crooked moonhall manager was locked up by the guards, and he fired that bartender who had sticky fingers with the silver coins, he had to frantically search for an interim steward to watch the staff. Now, the foreign pack owner is dealing with a totally faulty hood ventilation system in the kitchen. Under Th

I regarded him coldly. “Who the hell are you?" He cocked his head, obviously amused by ‘whatever I couldn't place my fingers on.’ “I'm Luciano, the Lycan king of Moon pack, and your fated mate!" I had barely processed his words when his arms possessively wrapped around my waist as he lowered his lips to mine. “If you want to be kissed so badly, I should be the right person for that,” he said and before I could reply, he took my lips in a hungry but painful kiss.

“They’re hunted.” The word echoed. Lumi made a broken sound. “No.” I didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Didn’t scream. Because suddenly, everything made sense in the worst possible way. “Let me guess,” I said softly. “The King went into the forest last night.” The male rogue hesitated. That was answer enough. “Full moon,” I added helpfully. “Bad mood. Too much time alone with his thoughts.” The female nodded once. “He hunted.” My stomach hollowed out.