Luna Lovegood Fanart Novels & Stories

Logan asked with a wriggle of his eyebrows. Luna chuckled at his antics. “Yeah, I'm an artist. A painter to be exact, but I dabble in other forms of visual art too—drawing, sculpting and wood carving. I enjoy art. It's my livelihood and source of income too.” She chuckled at the last part of her sentence. Logan looked at her with utmost concentration. He was enchanted by her beauty and eloquence. Judging by her manner of speaking and behavior, coupled with her love for heart, he was certain that she was a very intelligent woman. As a sapiosexual, he was attracted to intelligent women.

Joshua’s cold voice silenced the low rumble of discussion in the room. “As a husband or a superior, I have the responsibility to end this silly affair.” He looked at Theo coldly. “Are you satisfied with my explanation?” Theo smiled. “Of course I am.” Then, Theo turned and looked at the pale-faced Luna, “I heard Ms. Luna is a fan of my art, would you accompany me to go see that painting again?” Luna’s head snapped up, and was greeted with his warm, clear eyes. She paused and nodded. “Alright!”

All the wolves in the pictures are white with the marking of a moon on their fur. “These are the past true Luna’s. They are like royalty, as they are the daughters of Selene. Legend says that the one True Luna will rise and will face many difficulties in her life. Those who are supposed to love and protect her will betray her. You!” I look at her before looking back at the painting.

They just didn't want to. Luna had golden hair that stopped halfway down her slender back. Her eyes, a soft sea blue color. Her ivory skin seemed to have a permanent magical glow to them and her slender feminine body reminded you of a delicate rose. You'd want to touch it but you'd be scared you'd destroy it so you'd stare from a distance. She looked like some kind of Fae. Sreya personally believed she was a mermaid with legs. One look at her and you'd believe in supernatural beings.

I reached around her and picked a strawberry out of her bowl and then ran away before she could swat me. She frowned a little, “ Lance I have been noticing something odd about Luna,” “Huh?” I popped the strawberry in my mouth and savored its sweetness “ What do you mean?” “ I saw her crying a couple of times in the garden whenever she was sketching and also I stole a glance at all the pictures she had been painting and they were all pictures of your brother.” “ My brother!” I scratched my head and adjusted my bandana. “That's not possible. I don't think she still has feelings for Arden.”

Daniella’s wicked grin spread as she eyed the layout of Arianna and Xavier's room. Now she needed to make her next move: seduce Xavier. She was willing to do whatever it took, no matter how risky. If it meant becoming the Luna of Winter Moon, she would stop at nothing.

Lifting off the veil gently, he blinked severally when he saw her face, before nibbing gently on the spot in-between her shoulder and her neck for minutes,before slamming his lips on hers. "Fatherrrr" Gael shrieked out when he saw what was happening. "You are hurting my mother again, aren't you?"Gravon, who was shocked at what he had just said, placed a hand on his eyes, before walking away with him. Laughters erupted from the crowd when they heard what he had just said. "People of the White Moon Pack, behold your Luna, Ashina Tala" she announced cheerfully. " My Luna," Hrolf whispered.

My eyes were enormous circles with jagged lines coming out—lightning, maybe. Underneath, in Rowan’s careful, wobbly handwriting: THE KERSED LUNA. The second panel had a moon with angry eyebrows and what I thought might be teeth. A tiny figure (me, presumably) stood under it, frowning. Panel three showed a blob with too many arms, and what I assumed was Malric’s crown, being bitten by a smaller blob with pointy teeth. Panel four was just me again, this time with a wolf tail and a baby in my arms, the angry moon now… smiling? Or having a stroke. It's hard to say.

Luna walked to the front carrying three drawings. Her voice came quietly at first. “This is my family.”She lifted the first picture.Elias.Tall.Gray suit.Smiling.The second picture showed herself. Dark hair.Same eyes.The room remained gentle.Then she raised the third.A woman.Long dark hair.Gray eyes.No name.No label. Just a face. Seraphina stopped breathing. Luna looked down at the paper. “I don’t know who she is,” she admitted softly, “but I keep drawing her.” Silence settled. Clara’s expression tightened.

**A Bond of Love** In the heart of a sun-dappled forest, where the leaves whispered enchanting melodies stirred by the gentle caress of the wind, Aria and Luna sat nestled together in their majestic wolf forms. The afternoon sun filtered through the thick canopy above, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor, creating a serene enclave that felt like their own little world. Time seemed to drift aimlessly in this peaceful sanctuary, allowing the two friends to savor the tranquility surrounding them. Yet, as the gentle rustle of leaves interrupted the quietude, Aria felt a flicker of curiosity igniting within her, pulling her from their comfortable silence.