Lullaby Yuna Novels & Stories

“Yuna shire! You are in violation of the contract! Are you trying to snivel your way into Yuki’s life?” Yuna was sullen. “I am not. I promise.” Her dejection caused her to stare at the ground. “You’d better not cause..” Manrou started. “Mommy,” Yuki tugged her dress. “Hurry. Isn’t daddy supposed to be home tonight?” Hearing this, Manrou happily fled the scene without giving Yuna another glare. ** After all the chaos, Yuna was not expecting to be upgraded from a nobody to being promoted assistant to lead male star for the Green Apple movie.

Noah heard the shower start a moment later. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants and an old t shirt from his dresser, setting them on the bed. Then he grabbed his own clothes and quickly got dressed. His phone buzzed with messages from his father, but he ignored them. He needed time to think. To figure out what the hell was going on. Yuna was a kitsune. The creature his family had hunted to extinction. The enemy he was raised to kill on sight. And she was his mate. The bathroom door opened, and Yuna stepped out wearing his clothes. They were far too big on her, the sleeves hanging past her hands, the pants pooling around her feet. She looked small and vulnerable.

“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.

"Of course, my dear, of course. But it's never too early to start dreaming, is it?" As if to prove her point, she picked up another box, her fingers trembling with anticipation. "This one is from the Luna of the Moonwood Glade," she announced, her voice hushed with reverence. "She sent a set of enchanted lullabies, woven into the fabric of these blankets." "Enchanted?" I questioned, intrigued. "Yes, my dear," Granny Yeneva explained, her eyes gleaming with a mystical light. "Each lullaby is said to soothe the most restless of infants, promoting peaceful sleep and sweet dreams."

Always had been. “I—I understand.” His gaze finally lifted to mine. Cold silver. Sharp. Measuring. “No,” he said quietly. “You don’t.” Something inside me curled tight. He studied my face for a long, unsettling moment. Not like a man looking at a woman, but like a commander selecting a weapon. And then he stroked.. “You will take her place.” My world tilted. “What?” The word scraped out. “You will act as Luna.. My luna.” My lungs forgot how to work.

With my mate safe in my arms and the certainty, for the first time in my life, that whatever came next, my Luna would be by my side. She shifted again, this time stretching as her eyelids fluttered before opening to reveal sleepy emerald gems. A small, shy smile curved her lips. "Hi," she whispered. I grinned back at her. "Hi." I stroked her side, long gentle touches as I watched her wake up. She yawned, then sat up straight. "Selene!"

This was my duty as Luna—handling the tedious administrative tasks so Alpha could focus on more important matters. I never expected those important matters would include bringing another woman to the Elder Gathering. "Selena, you're not home yet?" Liam's low voice came from the doorway, carrying the unique pressure of an Alpha. I quickly shut off my phone screen and turned to face him. "Just finished this month's financial reports." My voice sounded calm. He walked in, suit jacket over his arm. He loosened his tie, showing a rare relaxation in front of me. He leaned in. His face was still handsome, but now, in my eyes, it held an indescribable unfamiliarity.

I felt Jackson supporting me, and I was then able to focus on strengthening my new bonds. Gradually, I began to hear the voices of others: “Welcome, Luna”; “We have been waiting for you so much”; “Luna, welcome”; “Hello, Luna”; “May the Moon Goddess bless you, Luna Loreen.” My eyes widened. I understood that everyone was joyful—but why were they all addressing me as Luna? Luna Helene had been here all day. It seemed someone had mixed up the ritual and greeted me as Luna instead. “Jackson, why are they all calling me Luna?” I whispered softly into his ear, hoping the others wouldn’t overhear my murmur. Jackson looked at me with wide eyes and then glanced at the others before nodding to Mateo.

Grandpa Eliezer said sadly. "Yeah..." Luna Viviana replied gloomily. "But I'm not losing hope yet. With your help, I know I can conceive one day. I still believe in your abilities, Grandpa." "Thanks for the vote of confidence." Grandpa Eliezer smiled, glancing at Callum secretly. "Can I see the medicine, please?" Luna Viviana asked in a thrilled voice. "Sure. Let's get inside the house so you and your husband can rest," Grandpa Eliezer went back inside the house, followed by Luna Viviana.

“Do Anaconda! And do the moves too!” “No!” Yells Zee. “Sing them a Fable song! Sing Déjà vu!” She’s only had one glass of champagne all night (that I know of, anyway) but she seems to be drunk on the very presence of the boys, and has been in a dazed, happy stupor for most of the day. “Ahem,” Lyall says. “I’m de birthday boy, and I want a love song.” His face flushes again as he says this. “Or something Irish. A ballad from de old country would be just fine.”