روايات وقصص ضمن Luna Lovegood Aesthetic

This was the third wardrobe change of the morning. "Have two eyes," Luna pointed out with impeccable logic. "One gold, one green. Need two dresses." Dante, watching from the doorway, tried not to laugh at his mate's exasperated expression. "She's got you there," he said. "Not helping," Aria muttered. Then to Luna, "How about the purple dress? Purple has both red and blue in it." Luna considered this seriously, her mismatched eyes thoughtful. "Okay. But want flower crown too."

The sound of the camera’s clicking echoed through the entire place and the murmurs from everyone. “Louis has gotten more handsome. His hair is now blonde” “Look at Lennox's broad shoulders and his curly long hair. They have all gotten so tall, they look like fallen angels” “Levi is stunning! I am in love” Despite the fear in my heart, my face scrunched up in disgust. It didn't matter if they were like Greek gods, their hearts were dark and they would forever remain ugly in my imagination. The Luna laughed. “I am glad to announce to you all that they will be attending the session and another good news, there is going to be one lucky person who isn't a high-ranking member of the pack and this

I had barely seen Ava, it was more or less like she was intentionally avoiding me and nothing gave me greater joy than that. "A—-and I am done." Alexia spun my clair and I beheld an image. Silver crescent's Luna stared right into my eyes. I had become her. My hair was neatly styled in a royal updo and loose tendrils fell on either side of my face. The upbeat was light and it highlighted all my facial features, my lips looked a little bit pouty and dripped with fire red. Alexia had taken her time to highlight my cheekbones and nose to make it look very pointy.

He says it rejuvenates him, but not today. I always loved Luna’s chamber. The room’s lighting is perfect; it is not so bright, but it is not so dark either. The eastern and northern walls of the room are made of one-way, floor-to-ceiling, thick glass; at least, that’s how it looks from the inside. Luna prefers natural light when she reads her books and enjoys watching the training ground from her chamber. The walls appear like thick brick from the outside, and there is no way an outsider can see through the nonexistent glass. Honestly, I don’t know how they did it. Perhaps it involves magic or state-of-the-art technology; only the goddess knows.

Something about how my appearance seems harmless and petite just like an innocent and fragile girl but when everything turns awry or not to my liking, I would become a merciless and cruel demon, a name befitting of their Luna who would stand alongside their Alpha, Leon. Although I don’t really get it, at least they are accepting of me so I guess I am happy about how things are going for now, but I wonder what their reaction would be when they finally find out I am a girl, I guess I'll just play along with it and see who would be the first to find out. I said smiling to myself believing this would be quite a fun game. Anyways, after I got dressed, it was already 6:30am. I quickly ran down the

After a visual inspection, he could tell that Luna was at least 175cm, almost as tall as him, and definitely one of the tallest girls in his university. She had a delicate oval face, a pair of big eyes, long lashes, and a high nose bridge. Her facial features looked perfectly symmetrical, and she had no make-up on. She was an absolute natural beauty with surprisingly great skin as smooth as glass. It was no wonder she was one of the Three Campus Belles. With her mysteriousness, it was as if she had some type of ethereal aura. David looked around at all the guys around him with their drool almost dripping out of their mouths.

Cars moved like blood through veins. Behind me, I heard the soft sound of fabric shifting. Luna. She stood in front of the mirror, turning slightly, studying herself from every angle. Her dress was silver. It clung to her body like liquid. The slit climbed high on her thigh, exposing smooth skin. Her shoulders were bare. Her hair fell in perfect waves down her back. She was beautiful. Perfect. Controlled. She met my eyes through the mirror. “Do I look okay?” she asked. Her voice was light. Casual.

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.

Aila Coraline "For goodness’ sake, hit the target, Coraline!" Anastasia shouted in frustration after I missed the target for the fifth time. I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting back to the strange dream I had last night. It felt too real, like I had truly died and been brought back to life, resurrected somehow. It left me unsettled. "Sorry, okay? I just don’t feel well," I mumbled in defense. She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Excuses! The competition is in a week, and you’re still shooting like a decaying archer!"

I asked with both unbelief and fear. Instantly Kassandra walked up to us. .She glared at me, I looked up and our eyes met. She looks so beautiful even with her blonde hair packed in a messy pony tail. Her blue eyes are damn so attractive. She is among the prettiest girls in school. She behaves much like a spoiled brat, while most rich man kids are that way.