Luna Amor Nude Novels & Stories

The palace remained deserted day and night, so no ghosts or demons ventured near. Felicia sat perched on the point of connection between the two palace roofs. Her sleeves were illuminated by the moonlight, exuding a shifting purple hue that sparkled endlessly. The dazzling glow was blinding to the point that Alpha Jayce, looking down from high above, could easily spot her. Although Alpha male had returned to the Celestial Realm during the day, he still felt concerned about this somewhat aggressive Luna. Returning at night, it seemed she had no intention of going to sleep. "Why are you sitting here?" he asked.

I took a deep breath running my hand through my hair and walked away from her going to sit in my chair. I propped my elbows on my desk and ran my hand over her face. - Why did it... - You who started defending Irina... - But I wasn't naked in front of her. "I'm not naked," Luna said in disbelief. She was only wearing a black bathing suit baring her legs, a silver overcoat with a matching silver top. I looked her up and down. - You're naked! Luna hugged her body and avoided looking at me. - I don't think it will work... us.

"We have a pup together, and now—before the entire pack—you kneel for her?" Blinded by rage, Virelle lunged at Alpha Bastian, claws unsheathed, raking against his arm in desperation. But with a snarl, he shoved her back, his dominance crashing over her like a storm. "Enough!" His growl echoed through the clearing, silencing even the wind. "You’re ruining everything!" Virelle staggered, horror flashing in her eyes as she looked at the man she thought she knew—now a stranger. But Alpha Bastian’s attention never wavered from me. He remained on his knees, his voice cracking, raw with regret. "Please, my Luna, I know I’ve wronged you. Just give me one last chance."

Just a lone one looking for shelter. I pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, letting mine shine with a mix of pain and hope. “I’m sorry for ambushing you like this, Luna. It’s just... I miss my mom so much it hurts. And seeing you – I couldn’t help it. Maybe now… maybe I’ll have a mom again.” That did it. Her expression softened completely. A small, genuine smile formed on her lips, and I saw the warmth bloom in her eyes. The Alpha stepped closer, arms crossed now, standing protectively beside her. He cleared his throat.

I couldn’t believe I was looking down to see him on one knee with a diamond ring in hand. “Daciana Whitemane, I know we had a rough beginning but the moon goddess found a way to bring us together again. I don’t regret ever telling you about how I feel. My only regret was waiting long enough to realize. Would you please make me fulfilled by being my Luna?” he asked. I stared at the ring for what felt like ages. I felt like I was dreaming. “Y…yes,” I managed to say. He stood up and slipped the ring into my finger. I jumped in excitement and hugged him.

But today, the princess had to take off her clothes and let her husband humiliate her. “Hmm… This model does not seem to be good. She was flat, short, and not thin enough.” When I heard this sentence, I had to control myself not to laugh too much. Then, I felt ecstatic when I watched Flora drunk and had to please Leo. This scene was what I craved for so many years. I looked at Flora and watched her change from a high-top princess to a dirty dog. However, all of this was destroyed when a model pulled her hair. I had never seen Leo's angry eyes.

Dante mumbled. Noah scoffed. "Great...more werewolf royalty." Luna Kamala looked to be in her late 20s. She was slim with bronze skin, sharp, gray eyes, and a thick, dark-brown afro. She had a square face with a broad forehead, pointed cheekbones, and lush lips. She walked like a queen; straight and tall with her head held high. She was wearing a black, medium-length dress with a long, leopard-print faux fur coat and black knee-high boots. "Where is my husband?" she shouted at one of the nurses, her southern accent oozing through her words.

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind knocked them out. A wild laugh echoed in the tumultuous wind, which now resembled a tornado. Nate and the princess stood their ground, but the entity remained obscured. Despite the chaos, she knew that the smell was that of a rogue, and it was not a good omen. Nate tried to calm the wind by twirling his hands, but to no avail. This was the most powerful rogue they have ever encountered and as they were trying to escape, the wind yanked them to the tree and Claire felt a sharp blade impaled in her chest, making her unconscious…

Knowing that Erika will have a hard time getting that tonic, she knew that Conrad could be able to attain it from his rogue pack. With the amount that Erika had given to Clayton, his voracious drive is already giving its toll to Amarah. She remembered sneaking by his house one night, listening what’s going on inside. The Luna refused what he wanted, and he had gone into a rage that she finally gave in to get him to stop. Instead of the cries of passion, it was the sound of indifference. She took a peek at one window and saw Amarah with her face, body and knees on the bed as Clayton was roughly thrusting in her from behind while gripping her wrists tightly. Erika took off after seeing it, lau

Damien comes over and talks to Adriana as I simply sit the trying to focus on what the men speaking to me are saying and not the image of her smooth sexy ass swallowing up her panties. “Alpha Atticus, are you alright?” one of them asks. “You seem distracted.” I laugh slightly. “I might be a little. I can’t help but admire my Luna.” Or get the image of her naked out of my mind. Adriana smirks as she turns to us. “I’m sorry I’m distracting him,” she says to them, placing a hand tantalisingly on my thigh. Ah, so she’s playing like that… I place my hand on her bare thigh, slipping it under her dress and running my fingers between her inner thigh, although she tries to clamp her legs shut.