Luna's Dream Novels & Stories

Teddy growls, pulling her close. I laugh and head to bed. It’s been a long day. ~~ “So, when I get my wolf, I get super strong, fast, super hearing, what else,” Luna asks me the next day at lunch. She and I are outside, enjoying the sun, under a tree. “Me,” I tell her with a smile. “You get all of me, forever.” She giggles and kisses me. “I get my mate,” she corrects me. “It may not be you.”

“He won’t find out. After all, you are his trusted brother, and it’s common to visit you for some kind of business. Right, honey?” Luna consciously knew she was dreaming, her body was peacefully laid on the bed, but her mind was out there, watching this vivid scene as if they were a peace of movie flashing in her eyes. She can’t help to feel disgusted towards the sinners! Her eyes flew to the young girl who was silently crying. Her head was facing the floor, and both of her hands were placed on top of her knees. A heavy feeling punched her heart like a hammer striking a nail deep. She wanted to rescue her, put her in her arms and tell her it was alright, but she couldn’t. It is just a dream,

They were exhausted, but they were victorious. "You did well, Luna," Elara said. Luna smiled. "Thank you." Damon put his arm around her. "We are proud of you." Luna smiled. "I could not have done it without you." That night, Luna had a dream. She saw the Moon Goddess, standing in a field of silver flowers. "You have defeated the Dark Ones," the Moon Goddess said. "Thank you," Luna said. "But there is still work to be done," the Moon Goddess said. "The Nightmare is still trying to return."

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

“I would save money and go back to school. I’ve always dreamed of starting over, of becoming something more.” Raphael smiled slightly. “What would you study?” he asked, genuinely curious. Luna’s eyes lit up, her excitement growing. “Medicine,” she said eagerly. “I’ve always wanted to be a doctor. I used to dream about it when I was younger, but... well, that dream was taken away from me.” She looked down at her hands, her voice softening. “When I was sold, I thought my life was over. But Aurora... she gave me hope. She always told me that one day, I could still chase my dreams.”

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.

he turned the paper and the Beta looked surprised as well. “It states that the woman in this picture will be named the Promised Luna, destined to save us all. How can this be possible?” he asked himself.

I know I should be grateful they found me when they did but most times, I can’t help but wish they left me to die in the shadows among the trees. “Tonight, we wear our finest dresses, dance, and act like we don’t have a care in the world and if the moon goddess finds us worthy; we’ll find our mate got it?” Kim’s sweet voice takes that bossy edge she loves to use. “Yes, boss.” “Now, if you don’t mind can we start breakfast before Luna wakes up? You know how she gets when food’s late.” Kim smirks, “Deal, the sooner we start, the sooner we finish,”

“Or maybe she’s worth more than chatter. You might be surprised.” My eyes narrowed. “You always bring trouble to my doorstep.” “Trouble makes life interesting,” she teased. Then her voice softened, probing. “Tell me, brother… do you even have a Luna? Or will you grow old snarling alone?” My smirk returned, faint but sharp. “A Luna? I have no need for one. The pack is mine. That is enough.” She leaned closer, tone playful but edged. “You say that, but sooner or later, destiny will laugh at your pride.”

“And the old, and the tired, and the ones who keep their eyes closed. The cracks were only in stone, once. Now they are in them.” Luna squeezed her eyes shut. Images from her first dream of Orion—silvered eyes, unmoving limbs—rose up, overlaid on what she’d just seen. He’d been the first. Of course he had. Selene. Her mother. Her own high hallways. All the places she’d scrubbed and served now swam in that dark mist. No wonder the land had tasted wrong when she’d pressed her palm to the ground near Moonshadow’s border in her dreams.