Luna's Human Form Novels & Stories

Luna shifted back to human form in the center of the clearing, naked and uncaring, crescent blazing on her brow like a brand. The weapons from the Cradle materialized around her—no longer strapped to her back but *floating,* orbiting her like satellites. The chain uncoiled from her wrist, links glowing blue-white. Her voice carried, cold and absolute. "You are on *my* land," she said. "Attacking *my* pack. In the name of a goddess I killed. You have one chance to leave. Take it." The leader threw his head back and laughed. "Kill you?" he said. "You did not kill Her. You scattered Her. And we have spent every moment since gathering the pieces. Calling Her back. She is not gone, little Heir. S

He said, reading the minds of each one of them. His fur retracted into his body, and the saliva dripping down his mouth slowly disappeared. His canines went to human size, and so did the rest of his body. And there he stood in human form. No one knew who he was for the first few seconds until a Luna jumped forward in front of him, her tail wagging from side to side. They saw him more clearly now and looked at the Luna morphing back into her human form at his feet. She jumped up and hugged him, not caring that she was stark naked.

They have bloodshot eyes and growl like hungry beasts. I heard Luna's powerful growl that made me flinch and the rogues stepped back. I positioned myself in front of the Luna. "Wilson, I can take care of myself, be careful," she minds linking me. Then one of the rogues attacked me but I avoided it. To my surprise, the luna rips the throat of the rogues in just a blink of an eye. Then the lifeless body of the rogue morphs into its human form.

I say. Our wolves are crowding around now some shifting back to their human form. Cole’s wolf just stares at me with a look of undeniable anger. I can feel it rolling off of him. “Cole I’m sorry. I had to come I could not leave you all to fight this on your own. I am the Luna.” I tell him reaching out to pet him. He jerks away from me. He turns around and shifts back into his human form. He grabs my arm. “I told you not to come here. You just gave birth your body cannot handle this right now. You could have been killed Stella.” He yells.

“Selena.“ She said softly. The Luna was known for her striking colorful eyes, though she earned a reputation for being unfit for the role of a Luna because she was a hybrid between a human and wolf and was latent because of it. She The pack wanted a Luna who could represent them in their beast and human form except Kiara doesn't have such capabilities. Never in his lifetime did he believe he would find the Luna in this kind of manner. His thoughts were hazy, Nathaniel was right. She was his mate! The missing Luna.

Or did she just guess? I turn my head to see that Luna Barbara has shifted back to her human form. She is standing tall, naked, and proud with her hands on her hips. Yes, that body has definitely had some work done. I can tell a tummy tuck when I see one. I’m sure that if I squint hard enough I will be able to see the liposuction marks. Throbbing pain surges through my shoulder and chest again, and I wince. I am finding it hard to breathe now. The figures in front of me are getting blurry.

She had an exquisitely beautiful heart-shaped face with no flaws, with smooth and delicate skin that almost reflected the surrounding ice crystals, tempting one to reach out and touch. Her eyes were extremely profound and captivating as if wanting to speak but holding back. However, from the slender and pure neck downward, everything changed. She was naked on the bottom, with countless scales covering her raised chest all the way to her slender waist. Further down, it was no longer the appearance of a human but a standing snake tail that supported it. It was a lamia! Just several months ago, Luna was still working diligently in New Moon Corporation as well as a staunch materialist.

He pecked her nose before running off. Luna didn’t wait for danger. She shifted. Oddly, the transformation was a breeze for her. They said it was painful, but she felt no pain. It drains her of her energy, though. She also didn’t need to shed her clothing. It remained whole whenever she shifts back into her human form. Maybe a perk of being a descendant of the moon goddess? She’s not going to complain. She appreciates the differences. It made her truly unique.

Then another, both taking a shape of a man! "Who are you people?" Luna blurted while thinking this was not good at all. Two against one. She needs to escape now. Shortly taking her gaze off from the two forms, Luna reached for the patterns behind her. It was so brief, that a sharp gasp escaped out of Luna, when she looked back and saw the two silhouettes had moved closer, standing only a few feet away from her. Slowly the two forms began to mold into clear image of a body with faces, hands and feet. Luna scrambled backward as two outrageously garb men finally stood facing her. She prepared herself to be assaulted.

I now know who Luna’s human form is. Let the fucking games begin, little mate.