Luna Blaise Nude Novels & Stories

What he found made his cock instantly hard. On his laptop screen was a live feed. A girl wearing a delicate black lace mask, wearing nothing but thigh-high stockings and a tiny thong, was on her knees on a bed. Her perfect tits were on full display, nipples hard. She was teasing her audience, slowly sliding a thick toy in and out of her visibly wet pussy. It was Jade. His stepsister. Kai watched, frozen, as she moaned softly for her viewers, calling herself LunaRose and begging them to tip more if they wanted to see her cum.

Now she was blind. “You shouldn’t be alive,” she rasped. I stepped forward. “I shouldn’t be Luna either. But here we are.” She laughed, bloody and true. “You’re the curse rewritten.” I held the obsidian shard. It pulsed with Islaith’s scent. A fragment of her soul, a gift? a warning? Vaeron watched in silence. “We should destroy it.” “No,” I said. “She wants us to see her. Let’s look.” The tunnels shook. Not from attack, from something beneath us. Old wolves whispered of the Ash Mother sleeping below.

Tightening his grip on Luna, he guides her up the sweeping staircase. Peering over Marcus's broad shoulder, Luna flashes Nathan a brilliant, devastatingly smug smile. Nathan's jaw clenches so hard his teeth grind together. The agonizing thought of what the two of them are about to do in that bedroom settles like a crushing weight against his ribs. He yanks his phone from his pocket and dials a number. *** Inside the master bathroom, Luna calmly massages a few drops of botanical oil into her freshly dried waves. Staring into the brightly lit vanity mirror, her makeup-free face looks pure and innocent, yet her eyes are devoid of any emotion.

the Alpha began to say, but the Luna dragged him out by his outfit, leaving Lydia alone. She sighed. Her parents were always like that, displaying their romantic moments in front of her and her sister since they were kids. But she was thankful they didn’t try to remove their clothes in front of them. She thought hard, wondering what her mate would be like. Would he love her as much as her dad loved her mom? Her thoughts were interrupted when her sister entered, wearing a short blue gown that exposed her thighs and cleavage, nearly revealing her breasts. Blake was grinning happily, but Lydia noticed the hem of her dress had slipped down a little, explaining why half of her breasts were on dis

Isabelle I heard Logan leave the bedroom while I was in the bathroom washing off my makeup. I grabbed pajamas out of the closet and got changed before I went into the living room. Mae and Lauren were sitting on the couch, talking. "Luna," Lauren said and bowed her head. Lauren was a short, dark haired women who was extremely sweet. I had only been introduced to her a couple of times, but she was so sweet. I also realized that she could see my mark because of my tank top. I must have looked shocked or something. "Don't worry, Mae got me up to speed. My lips are sealed."

I can figure anything out without anyone interfering or interrupting. I found my mate a few weeks ago, and I have to say that she’s gorgeous. She’s gorgeous, but she just isn’t her. Trina is 5’10 with dark brown skin. She has full, long lashes, though they may not be natural. Her hair is long, past her shoulders, and she has an athlete's body. Everything about her screams elegance and strength: basically Luna. She’s my Luna, given to me by the Moon Goddess, but she just isn’t her.

I let her unbuckle my belt and undo my jeans, while she bent down to pull my cock out. "Mmm, baby you're not hard for me? Don't worry, I can change that." she lusted. Before she could even attempt to put her filthy mouth on my cock, I grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and brought her too her feet. "Ouch! What the fuck, Blake? How dare you treat your Luna like that!" She screamed.

Unexpectedly, it was used this way… Luna was quickly rushed to the hospital. The entire internet was instantly abuzz. Aureole Media seized the opportunity to expose Luna’s mental state at the magazine shoot for Viviane, claiming that she was in a daze and furious. It was accompanied by blurred photos that had been processed as well as a background recording of Luna’s arrogant and bossy attitude. Various mosaics and blurred photos of the studio were published, but Luna could still be vaguely seen standing on the stage. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, and she looked extremely aloof.

“She is not Lynn, man. Don’t blame Sabrina for Lynn’s choices. Sabrina was broken. You didn’t see her the night we pulled her from the house. She was covered in bruises, her lip split. Jorge and I were careful not to touch her. Crystal too. Crystal even kept her distance. She repaired herself, or better, Sophie repaired her. The Luna I see is nothing like the girl I pulled from that house.” Suddenly, I feel my head split open. “Fuck,” I grab the side of my head and look. No blood. That wasn't my pain. “Sabrina.” Bill and I move together. I see Donavan and Lucus heading out back with brownies. “Where is the Luna?” Bill asks her guards. “In the greenhouse, with Stacey and Evelyn,” Lucas answer

-Emilio- Anastazie showed up for the Mate's Moon Ball looking gorgeous. Her white hair shined in the moonlight and the red lipstick she had picked brought her goddess like features out. She was a sight to behold yet she was obilvious to the young Alpha who were unmated stealing glances at her. Many packs called her the snow white of the wolves due to her beautiful white hair and fair skin. And me in my young stupidity had tricked our pack that she was weird and ugly. I felt jealously as all the other young males oogled her. She was mine, I had known her the longest. Many of the men sniffed the air as she absent mindedly walked past them. They were all hoping she'd be their mate and their pac