Luna Lovegood Wand Core 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.

Luna added more food and felt full. Luna was a young werewolf, approximately eighteen years of age. She had a petite body with long brown hair falling down her back. She had brilliant green eyes that glistened in the moonlight. She was young but passed through humiliating life, leaving a bad experience. She adapted to living life cautiously with suspicions. She didn’t trust anyone and it was hard to accept people’s treatment without caution

Caleb thought to himself, their duty was to seek and he was sure that they were sending back information to the warriors and Andrew. Andrew. He grinned. He had two options. It was either he met Andrew or the moon witch. He chose the most difficult, which was meeting the moon witch. Luckily she'd still be under Shirley's spell. "I have a surprise for us." He said dipping his hands into his pocket. He retrieved one of the poisons he'd discovered in Shirley's racks. Wolfsbane. He could feel the surprise and terror of everyone as he popped the vial into his mouth. "Undiluted Wolfsbane is quicker right?" He said carefully. "Once I bite into the vial in my mouth, Brighton's future will die. Keep t

she murmured breathlessly, like oxygen had been removed from her heart and chest. "His eyes are as beautiful as the blue sea, and his face so captivating to innocence. Within his outer heart you cannot see, but deep in his arms are incisions you can read. A golden phoenix that burns itself again to live, such is the future he envisaged to be in. Stroked across with dark brushes of burnt like a wolf crest, to show that even if he left his identity all would still be evident."

"And finally, I was able to get a hold of you once again." "What kind of sick twisted prank is this?" I screamed, bucking against the restraints. The metal suddenly bit into my skin, a searing white hot heat that made me hiss through my teeth. It felt like I was being branded, I turned to see a tiny liquid dropping from the iron onto my skin. I tried to pull, the liquid poured even more. "What's this?!" "Silver. Works like a charm for werewolves," he noted, watching my struggle with clinical interest.

Lucy replied, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “What an understatement,” I concurred with a nod of agreement. “But he’s set in his ways. The only reason I’m even considered part of the family if you can even call it that is because he loves Raven so much…” I trailed off, and once again tears choked my throat as I buried my head into my knees. “…The apple of his eye.” “You know what? Screw him,” Lucy said. “They’re wrong about you, I just know it. That test is old and stupid! You have the mark of the moon for fuck sake!”

She began chanting those words again under her breath and the glasses on the chandelier started to rattle, the cutleries in the kitchen started to levitate and slowly the candles too except the ones surrounding us in the circle. A sharp wind blew across the room carrying a lot of just with it and setting the levitating candles off, once again only the ones surrounding us in the circle were still lit. The events didn’t seem to phase Sheina nor Avery but Karl whose eyes were open throughout the enchantment, the spell casting went on for a while Sheina’s eyes switched colours a couple of times until finally landed back to their normal shade. The chanting stopped and Sheina let go of Avery’s han

It fit snugly in her palm and she smiled at the warmth. “It’s made from the branch of a four-hundred-year-old white oak, soaked in holy water, until the color was bleached out of it. The end, past those markings, is carved from the scapula bone of an angel.” Serenity’s gaze snapped to the end of the wand, as her hand flew open. She turned it, noticing for the first time, the small holes in the end, the webbing of bone. She stared at it, wondering if she should put it back. She didn’t want anything to do with angels… But the more she held it, the more she was convinced, it was hers and hers alone.

She took the girl's hand before walking towards the nearby pond. "It's frozen, " Scarlett said as they reached the little pond. "Oh, don't worry about that, " Niya shook her head. Her hand reached down to the small bag that was on her hips. She took out a small pen type of thing and in a tap, it transformed into a beautiful wand that was double the size of it. The wand was made of wood, black colored, and polished. "Ziloi, " She whispered and pointed her wand at the pond with a little swing.

If Idris Raed hadn’t stepped in, the Lycan Commander would’ve had no choice but to accept me. In the end, her son ruined my plans. And yet, the woman had the nerve to look at me as if I seduced him. “And you think I’ll believe your words?” Chuckling mirthlessly, Luna Nazia’s gaze turned sharp. “Either way, I’ve already warned you. My son’s Luna can only be his true soulmate.” Raising out of her seat, she brushed off her skirt. I scoffed. As if any dust could be found here.