Luna Lovegood Aesthetic Novels & Stories

As i headed up to my room, I once again, found Amanda in my room. "What do you want Luna?" "I believe you have heard I'm pregnant with the Alpha's child. I want you stay away from him. He already has a luna and child. He doesn't need you." "What makes you think he needs me?" She was taken aback by my words. "And Luna, may I know when was your luna ceremony?" I questioned. She took a step back. "A year ago." She mumbled. "I see." I lowered down my head. She flipped her hair and walked out.

She seems exasperated. “This one is not good, too?” she pouted. “It would have been perfect without all these fringes and whistles. There’s too much going on the surface. I’ll get you another.” “Okay. But remember that I like something simple,” she told me. “Uhm. Trust me, I know what you need. You’ll get something simple yet classy. You are the Luna, and your dress must show that,” I told her. “You know what? Let me finish dressing up fast, and then we’ll go back to your room and find the perfect outfit for you.”

“Who tells you that? Can you show me the particular people who find it important to run you down?” She nods again, then her face breaks into a smile. “Are you going to fight for me, Luna?” I smile back at the bundle of cuteness before me. “Someone has to.” I stretch an arm out. “Come here.” She doesn't hesitate to answer my call. She hurries forward and places the bowl in her tiny hands on the drawer beside my bed before she climbs in to lie in my arms. I admire her. She is utterly beautiful. Her skin is a polished ebony that glitters under any form of light and has an eternal glow to it. Her hair is an equal shade of black, but curly and wild sitting on her head in an untamed heap.

, I added. Her smile widened at that as she rose to her feet. “I’m afraid I do not even know your cousin, Luna”, she said. “Pray tell, what does she look like?” She asked. I hummed as I pretended to think for a moment. “Well she is very beautiful”, I said, hoping to make her smile more, but her smile only dimmed. “She has lovely dark hair and a skin almost as white as snow”, I said, my smile slowly dying. “And always hides from everyone. Even me”, I said.

Loki looked the most delighted, as though smiling seemed to be a natural habit of his. "Now I'm beginning to wonder why they body-shamed you." He glanced sideways at Renzo. "Isn't she beautiful?" Renzo looked caught, like a man pulled back from somewhere far away. "Renzo?" Loki called again. "Yeah?" He snapped back to the present. "Yeah," he said, quieter this time. "Of course she is." He gestured toward the table. "Please, join us."

I could hear in my own words just how arrogant I sounded. “My name is Beta Devon, Luna.” He bowed his head once more. “Alpha, Beta, Luna… I feel like I have stepped into some cheesy Greek teenage fantasy drama! I didn’t want any of this, you know. The titles. The turning into a wolf the moment the full moon appears.” I couldn’t help myself. I was acting like a petulant child. But I just didn’t care. My life had taken a complete turn, and all I wanted was to get back on the tracks I was on. Everything just came bubbling out.

Lily administered the dose before she removed Luna's clothes for my examination. It might not have taken me more than ten minutes to capture the minor details but it was an eye-pleasing sight. Luna Arin, much to my distaste, is drop-dead stunning with round mounds, perfect curves, long-slender legs, and a face to stare at. Still, her beauty did not reach anything near mine. With a fair complexion, butt-length long hair, average-sized breasts, and an attractive face, she has longer pounds than I do. And I am not jealous.

Once she has finished, she took a step back to look at her handy work. "What do you think?" She question apprehensively. I turned away from her to look in the mirror and my breath caught in my throat. She had outdone herself, I looked amazing. My white-blonde hair had been left down in loose waves with two intricate fishtail plaits, one on either side. My makeup had been done with green and blue eyeshadow to bring out my eyes. I was born with heterochromia so had one green eye and one blue. The eye look has been completed with a soft black cat eye eyeliner and my lips had been left a nude shade to leave the focus on my eyes.

“...is how full you can be with so little slenderness.” I blinked. Caelora nearly choked on a cough behind me. “I beg your pardon?” I asked, not offended—yet. Just confused. Luna flushed faintly, which made her look like a blushing cloud. “No offense meant, truly. You see, I’ve never met a human before. We’ve only ever seen paintings. And I must admit—your... proportions are unexpected. But striking.” I laughed, a small, surprised sound. “Humans come in all shapes. Where I’m from, beauty isn’t measured by bone.”

It's all lace bodice, falling to the floor in pooled material thats whispering around my ankles. I chose not to wear any shoes. Yes, Calley found that unusual but I hate shoes, how they confine my my feet and hurt my toes. I guess it's because I've never had a reason to wear them and I really didn't want today to be an uncomfortable day. Well anymore than it already will be with regards of me standing before the whole pack whilst I take my place as Luna. I twirl in the mirror, enjoying the feeling of being beautiful. My hair hangs down my back in a blonde halo, my eyes shine bright purple.