Luna Lovegood Fanart Novels & Stories

“Twins can cause this sort of confusion I’ve heard. This wouldn’t be the only time this has happened. But in all honesty, Raven is the one for you.” “I—” “—She’s so much like you,” I insisted. “She’s a hardcore warrior, intense, intelligent—" “—My Luna doesn’t need to be my mirror image,” Blake insisted. “I did think for a long time it was her, but the scents were off… but your scent… it’s you, Freya.” “You know her better than me now, better than probably anyone,” I said, ignoring his words. “I can guarantee she loves you too.”

Even a child with a sword can slaughter a kingdom if no one watches. I lifted a hand and summoned a spark of light. A tiny winged creature zipped into existence, glowing bright gold. Mika. My stubborn, nosy, troublesome pixie. She popped into a hover before me, hands on her hips. “What did she do now, my Lady?” I gestured toward the earth below. “The Veega girl opened the Luna Maximus.” Mika gasped dramatically, her wings buzzing. “The evil book? The one that likes crazy people? That one?”

They both chorus , Taking a fewer step closer to me with their head to the floor . "But I already said I'm less available for this and you can't be talking to me with your head to the floor ,I don't bite neither would I hurt you if you stares at me "I mumble. "We are sorry ma'am,but we would be defying the order if we stares rightfully at the Luna face "they both mutters . "And who is the Luna if I may asked ?"I retorted ,not knowing how to respond and also their sudden tendency for respect and how they were so passionate about it all .

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Alpha Sorren shrugged. “But you have Lady Selina now, yeah?” I mumbled, unsure why I did that. “Do you still like Luna Nia?” “I don't.” He responded, resting his back on the door. “Sometimes, hate is a stronger emotion than love.” “Why would you have sex with someone you ‘hate'?” I asked, air quoting the word. “Because she appealed to me. I don't think I can explain it to make you understand.” He muttered, and I turned my back, feeling very jealous.

She never expected Draco to take her to such a beautiful gallery. As they entered the exhibition, Luna was in awe of the many paintings displayed, each one a masterpiece. She was certain the paintings here must cost a fortune. “Draco, this exhibition is so beautiful,” Luna whispered to him. “Which one do you like best?” Draco asked, his tone cool and flat. “That one.” Luna pointed to a painting of a woman holding a flower. Draco led Luna over to the painting. “You like this one?” Luna touched the painting gently. “Yes, it’s so beautiful.”

"That's... that's not possible. You're just a child!" "I'm the Silver Moon Luna," Luna said, her voice carrying the weight of destiny. "And I understand something you've forgotten, Morgana. Love isn't about possession or revenge. It's about choosing to see the good in others, even when they've hurt us." The pack had gathered now, drawn by the commotion. Marcus stood supporting a conscious but weak Aria, his face pale with shock. James and the other warriors watched in awe as their future Luna faced down a centuries-old witch.

Luna's gown, a tapestry of black and red, caressed her figure like a whispered promise. She twirled before the mirror, a smile dancing on her lips as the hues harmonized with the subtle elegance of her makeup. Luna raised her hand and glanced at the engagement with a bright smile on her face. Her hair was made into a French plait by her father, and her silver eyes sparked under the lights alongside her dark jet black hair. Silver hair pins were on her hair, making it match her silver eyes. She was putting on a fang necklace that Ashford had given her. She looked like a goddess as she swayed herself around the mirror.

Future Luna or not, I should be out there with the others looking for Izzy, not sitting here next to Seth with a group of Alphas and Lunas that I didn't know. "Long story short, Luna, we're here because Jo forgot to hang up the phone," Alice Starfield explained. "I heard everything and immediately called my sister. Before you knew it, we were all on our way here." Alice was a beautiful young woman with skin that was the color of hot chocolate on a cold winter's day. She had neon blue hair that she had straightened to get into a tight bun, and her yellow-green eyes contained a passion for life fitting for someone who was not only a lead warrior's daughter, but also a single Luna of her own mi

Not enough to stabilise The Towers, but perhaps enough to satisfy the council. He doesn’t really need their permission. Bryce isn’t the kind who asks for anything. He just takes it. He expects the world to bend to his will, and the performance for the council is just that. A carefully prepared act. The girl’s aura is a faint blue, mostly white. She is almost powerless. “I never knew that Luna Lyric was my cousin,” the girl chirps.