Novel & Cerita Luna Lovegood Nude

I wrote the names of my fallen, swallowed moonstone ash, stood naked before the Hollow One. “You want a vessel?” I said. “I want revenge.” It did not nod. It only entered me. And thus was born the Shadow Luna. They crawled from the ruins. Fur like soot. Eyes like dying stars. Not alive. Not dead. Drawn only to me. One licked my hand. Its tongue was fire. “My Luna,” it rasped. I had made my own pack. And they would obey no one else. She waited by the blood tree. Still loyal. Still afraid. I stepped from the shadows.

"Oh my goodness, Luna. You look as stunning as a goddess in heaven," Gwen appraised as she finished highlighting Maya's face. Maya smiled at Gwen's flattery as she stood up from the chair. She stared back at the woman she saw in the mirror. She was no longer looking like the unhealthy, starved, thin omega that came to the Dark Moon pack six months ago. Now, she was fuller, and more beautiful than ever.

He heard claps from behind him and quickly turned to face the newcomer, his protective instinct kicking in again. Standing at 5 foot 8, his pencil thin lips were curved into a smirk, amusement dancing in his obsidian eyes. He looked like he was in his early twenties, flaunting a well-defined muscle tone in his basketball shorts, hinting that he had just shifted from his wolf-form, his strawberry blonde hair a mess. “Last time I saw Caelum get beat this bad was when he was ten,” he said, chuckling. “Though I must say, I didn’t expect my Luna to stand up for him. Guess we were somehow on the same boat, don’t you think?”

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

I could hear a soft crying sound, it sounds like a cry of a baby, I wonder who it could be, the weather is quiet cold in winters here and my heart ached at the thought of the child left out in the cold "Be careful Luna" I heard Noah's voice and I nodded my head as I moved forward, after walking for a few minutes I saw something that looked like a basket placed beneath an oak tree. I walked a few more steps to see little movements and I rushed towards it only to find a tiny little figure in the basket. They had the same purple shade of eyes like me, a little on the darker side, and the baby looked so small, the baby's dry lips indicated they have been here for quiet some time. I couldn't stop

I arch my back a little giving me a good view of his bulge. “You are so huge” I mutter as I run my fingers through his briefs and Enzo clenches his teeth together while squeezing my breasts tightly. “I want you Enzo” I whisper over his hair as I increase the intensity of my carrasses. “Say no more my queen” He pulls his body from the chair and places me gently on the table, my upper body bare for him to savor. “Let me worship you, Luna” he rasps out again. Moving closer to me, he holds onto my bra and unhooks it, freeing my peaks from its prison and Enzo immediately takes one in his mouth making an ecstatic moan to leave my lips.

Inside, the room was a blinding white. Luna was suspended in a glass tube, her body crisscrossed with glowing fiber-optic cables. Her eyes were open, but they were solid silver, streaming tears of pure light. The machines around her were smoking, their circuits melted by the sheer volume of power she had channeled. "My baby..." I whispered, rushing to the tube. I tore the cables out with my bare hands, ignoring the electrical shocks that charred my palms. I shattered the glass, catching her small, limp body before she could hit the floor.

He stripped off the bra Luna was wearing—causing the two breasts on the girl’s chest to pop out. Luna yelped in surprise as her upper body was already naked because of Draco’s actions. Quickly, the girl crossed her two arms over her chest. She didn’t want Draco to see her body again. Draco easily removed Luna’s two hands that were covering the girl’s chest. “Don’t cover it. I want to prove your body is responding to my touch,” he whispered, caressing Luna’s nipple with his fingers. Luna winced with ticklish pleasure as Draco’s two fingers caressed the peak of her chest. “S-stop! I-I beg you, s-stop!”

I play it cool. The oh-so-lovely Luna, who is popular across the country for her innocent, vulnerable, and special aura, has an erotic image as her background. And not just any erotic image; it’s her own with her mate, that Alpha Ibhaan, where all of their ‘concealable’ assets are put on clear display for enemies like me to gawk at. I am in dilemma. I try not to squirm at how comfortably she was sitting in Ibhaan’s lap with his length in her...ahem! And how Ibhaan is lustfully cupping her right breast while nibbling at the crook of her neck.

Throwing the dress onto the couch, Luna lay back as Bryan stared at her in her bra and panties. His stare made her shy; she closed her eyes and tried to cover herself. “Look at me, princess. Don’t be shy.” “Let me see you… all of you.” Luna slowly opened her eyes and stared into his, which always dazed her. “Kneel.” Luna immediately kneeled on the bed. “Good girl,” Bryan said hoarsely as he unhooked her bra and let it fall, revealing her chest. Staring into her eyes, Bryan slowly removed her panties, and in moments Luna lay on the bed completely naked.