Luna Star Age Novels & Stories

The Luna used her powers and made an identical self with light brown hair and the features of the healer moon pack who took little Jack home. Whilst the Luna awaited for the witch, Mira to come. “So how were you sister?“ Mira asked worriedly The Luna faced towards her sister, “Mira, I need your help” “whatever it is, I'll do it, just say it” Mira smiled “I want you to erase all of Jack's memory before the age of 5 and hide yourself before Jack turns of age” Mira looked down, not wanting to say anything, she knows what that means and what it indicates.

I can tell she was having a battle with herself until she nods. "Alright, please let us know if you need anything," she says as she turns away. I waited until she was gone when I high-fived Mia. "Looks like we won't be having anyone around us today," I chuckle. "Come on, let's go." I take her hand and start walking. The Luna ceremony will be held in a week and to say I'm nervous is an understatement. I don't know what to expect. "Let's go to the school; maybe you will like it there," I say as we walk past a few pack members.

“It makes me feels old if I call Ms Luna by your name.” “I was only in my twenties, you know?” She quickly retorted. She hid the last number. Could it be she’s actually 29? “I’m just sixteen, what do you expect?” I said, adding a smirk. “It’s enough to make me feel old already.” “How rude…! I’m still very young!” She was definitely shaken by my remark and almost lost her composure. “…Ms. Luna, why are you here?” Kuroyuki said to Ms Luna.

"She is proud … and a prodigy as well, studying ice elemental magic and sorcery." Arth turned to her in amazement. She seemed so young for him. "That woman beside you… is Luna. Don’t be surprised, but she's already a hundred and twenty-three years of age." Arth almost choked on the meat he was chewing. Hundred and twenty-three? Is she immortal?! "Luna’s half-elven so I guess that explains it," said Lucas. "She's the master archer of the guild." "You know how to use bow and arrows?" Luna asked Arth. "I can give you some pointers," she winked at him.

She gasped dramatically and proceeded, "The others also mentioned that a year ago, he had commanded the prime minister to take good care of the maid but out of jealousy, instead his daughter had secretly maltreated the maid" "The only one that seems to fit this is you, Alicia. The ruthless Prince of Genovia has come to take you" She says and raises her hands. I hissed angrily, and stomped into the quarters. My stomach grunts and my body shivers in anxiety. Different thoughts overshadowed my mind. What if the greedy people know that I'm the supposed Luna who knows the location of the ore mine? Will they kill me just like they did to my parents? I screamed in distress and fell to my knees as t

Dammit. I'm the Luna.

Damn, I really hope that I have someone that looks at me like that someday. “How old were you when Luna Kennedy turned eighteen?” “Thirty-one. You’re way too young to give up on the idea of finding your fated mate, if that’s where you’re thoughts are going,” he says as we begin sparring again.

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

“Not everyone gets a friend as loyal as you.” Luna’s cheeks turned pink, and she looked down at her lap. “I’m just doing what anyone would do,” she said quietly. “Not everyone, Luna,” Raphael said, his tone thoughtful. He glanced at her again, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “By the way, how old are you now?” Luna turned to him, surprised by the sudden question. “I... I’m eighteen,” she said. “Why do you ask, sir?” Raphael shrugged, a playful grin on his face. “Just curious,” he said. “You’re so mature for your age. I wouldn’t have guessed you were only eighteen.”

Andi’s eyes narrowed, she stared at Luna. “Huh,” she said simply. Luna found she wanted to smile, the twenty-three year old genius designer was obviously still well in her young and free prime, every emotion she was feeling was spelled out on her face, none masked or restrained in any way whatsoever. Now, her brows were furrowed as she appeared to be in thought.