Luna Lovegood Aesthetic Novels & Stories

We paid for it and went home right away. When we got home, I went straight to the kitchen and started making the cake. They had all gathered in the kitchen to look at me. They didn't bother me. This is something I'm used to when I'm at work. Luna's friend walked right over me. Her eyes are chinky, and her skin is as white as snow. She has the appearance of the boy who is always with the other boy who has the same aura as Aries.

“Fine. I’ll try my best not to stab anyone with a fork.” “That’s all I needed to hear.” ~ After hours of washing, scrubbing and squeezing me into clothes half my size, we were finally done. Aria brushed my hair until it fell in dark waves down my back, pinning sections with silver combs shaped like crescent moons. Gaia painted my lips blood-red, lined my eyes with kohl that made them look brighter, whiter, and, more dangerous. "You look like a Luna," Aria whispered, almost reverent.

Luna said the last word with disgust. Zedicus didn’t want to press the issue forward and so left Luna and retired fully back to his room. While in his room, He went into deep thought thinking of what the Omega had done to everyone that she had attracted hate from literally everybody. He didn’t see any reason to hate her and if he was being honest, she was a hardworking young lady who made sure the pack members ate and also ensured that his father’s house was sparkling clean. He reminisced back to the intimate moment they had when he discovered she was his mate and how comforting it felt to hold her. Her hair was midnight-black and it flowed over her shoulders, she had a sculpted figure which

***Bella*** Finally, I am right where I belong. Bella parker, the Luna of the strongest pack in the north and mate to the strongest and most feared Alpha. I am indeed on top of the world. I looked at my reflection from the mirror in front of me and smiled at my beauty. I have always been a queen even in high school and tonight these maids had done a great job in dolling me up. “You all get out now” I yelled at them and laugh as they scurried away with fear. That’s right you lowlifes,fear your Luna.

Alexa's POV The Luna was dressed in a long silver dress with gold stones at the bottom of the dress. Her hair was in a bun and she had small bows surrounding the front and back of her hair. She had fair healthy glowing skin and her lips were bright pink. Her eyes were piercing and bright. She was lovely to look at. The Alpha on the other hand was distinguished and bright. He had scales in his hands and he looked like he had being through the hardest of times. While he looked like that, his wife on the other hand who was also his Luna looked untouched by the glamour of time.

Half way through the steps I bumped into Sheba ,who was equally dress elegantly as the maid all bow with fright . "Here she is looking beautiful and elegant,like she is supposed to be the next Luna .The Audacity in her "Sheba's mutters walking closer to me . "How desperate can you be ,even when trying to take my place"She laughed out, after her last words . "Sheba ,I don't think I have the time to argue with you right now and I don't care if you happen to be the next Luna , but don't cross my lane today I'm in a very happy mood for the first time I will let things slide and let see how things turn out between us "I responded and then walked off , looking all angry and worked up .

I asked, confused. “No.” he said and shook his head. “She will be the most charismatic leader ever. People will love her, as they never loved a Luna before. All the traits that a Luna has are more dominant in that she-wolf than any other. She cares more, understands more, and is willing to give herself for her pack more than any other Luna. Her power will come from the love her people will have for her. She is a True Luna.” I gulped and looked at Andrew. He was staring at Drake, not breathing.

It was a profound sense of unity, of belonging, that warmed my heart. I focused inward and sent a wave of love and gratitude to every member of our pack. They all fell silent, their faces reflecting astonishment. “How did you do that?” Mateo asked in awe. **“I am your Luna, and I will stand with you through good and bad. I am grateful for each and every one of you—for the love I have felt from the moment I arrived here—and I wanted you to feel how much I love you in return. I am not a typical Luna, nor just a wolf. Our pack will be something special—a magical place where we all thrive, where every member is valued, cherished, and loved,”** I said, turning to Mateo and then addressing the res

Not because I needed permission, but because I had been heard. Later that night, I sat alone in my room with the window cracked open, letting the cool night air drift in. Moonlight spilled across the floor in pale silver bands. I laid out my clothes carefully on the bed. Nothing ostentatious or submissive, just neutral tones. Clean lines. Fabric that allowed movement without inviting commentary. Kayla approved quietly. A Luna doesn’t need unnecessary adornment, she said. She needs presence. A soft knock sounded at the door. “Come in.”

She stated. Andrew furrowed his brows, weighing his options. The curiosity about her identity was chewing him up. If she was also called Luna, she had to be a werewolf but how could she float, appear and disappear? Did it mean she was a hybrid or was she a dead Luna hunting his new home? But he could tell by the warmth she exuded that she could not be a ghost. And why the hell was his wolf always calmed by her presence? A thought flashed through his head.