Luna Lola Novel Novels & Stories

I picked up my spoon and took in a small amount. It has a musky kind of taste with an occasional burst of egg. I smiled at aunt Tess, waiting for the story she was going to narrate . "Oh child, where do I begin." "How about this cool mansion." I burst out. " Well you see, this is the family mansion. We are Luna's." " Wait. You must be joking aunt Tess. My mother is a servant to the Rollins family back in New Jersey. We can't be Luna's." " Your mom didn't tell you,now did she?" Aunt Tess asked a rhetorical question.

“My Luna is beautiful.” “My Luna was from seventh heaven.” “My Luna drew the eye heavens bound.” “My Luna is translucent.” “My Luna appears more lucid.” “My Luna will emerge like a sprouting seed.” “She will fill my world with more joy than I needed. She will be back.” What is all this writing about Luna? Who was Luna to Emiliano? My head spun with these questions. I flipped to the next page. “My Luna is a wildflower.” “My Luna sparks to emerge.” “My Luna, my Luna will be back for me.”

Liam entrusted me with a history book. I looked at myself, unsure what to do with it. "I'm sorry, what am I supposed to do with this?". I handed it over to Lola. "Read! And make sure you don't skip anything... Because we need clues to get you separated from Luna Margaret before the next full blood moon in a week". He responded, going back to meet his brother... Lola and I went back to our dorm, and she wanted to keep the book beside my reading stool, however, I had it stopped, asking her not to keep the book near me.

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

Lola’s stomach rumbled loudly reminding her that She missed dinner. Lola took her phone out and called Selena. Selena told her they were on their way to the hospital. “Can you buy me something eat pleeease" Lola said over the phone I think so Selena said stealing a glance at the cold man beside her he had barely said 5 sentences throughout the entire journey. Lola hanged up placing her hopes to survive entirely on her sister

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.

Not fully awake, Luna heard the voice calling in singsong. "Hmmmm..." Luna hummed, stirring from her bed. Her comforter sliding off the bed. Rubbing her eyes awake, Luna sat up and tried to shake off her sleepy head. She instantly noticed the light coming from her window. She stood up and went to look outside. The wind is loud and strong. The trees are swaying. Its falling leaves whirled away by the wind forming waves and circles in the open air. The light coming from the moon shone bright, illuminating everything.

The kicks could break stone and their punches would kill a human on the spot if ever they were ever unfortunate enough to experience one. “What’s this? Is the faux Luna stopping by to see the people train in case her humanly weak life needs to be protected?” Lola turned around. The amber-colored hair was strapped in a high-tight ponytail on the top of her head and her hands were placed softly on her hips. Her sleek figure was model-like, just like most of the girls here. Sleek and fit, all muscle. The leather uniform hugged her body and she sneered as she looked Lola up and down.

Luna sat on Arka's porch, gazing into the distance, completely taken aback by the turn of events. She truly didn't expect to experience something like this. She felt like a person who had entered a novel, transitioning from a Romantic novel to a Thriller. Her future was now being gambled on the author who was writing this story. She snorted, imagining the absurd thoughts she was having. But if it were true, Luna wouldn't hesitate to take down the author who wrote this story filled with twists. How could they drag her into a murder narrative like this?

he says as he sits up. Lola is the pack’s Luna. When she’s less busy, she often spends time in the house, comes by to cook for the house and play with my six year old daughter. I didn’t have a problem with that until the rumors that she spread about her and me in a relationship got back to me and got on the wrong side of my nerves.