Luna Torashyngu Novels & Stories

"My enormous dislike towards nobles and royalty has nothing to do with you. I should only judge a person after I have gotten to know them. So how about we start over. Hi, I'm Sasha! A small town girl from Ignis." Luna's teary, glassy eyes widened with shock, and slowly she lifted her head and looked directly at Sasha. The taller girl had a smile playing on her face, eyes pure and honest, and had a hand outstretched towards Luna. The other girl's actions were outside Luna's expectations. Droplets of tears ran down her chubby cheeks as sweet joy burst from her heart. Reaching out towards that hand, Luna eagerly shook it, sniffing back tears as she said, "Hi, I'm Luna, princess and heir of Luna

“Be serious.” Grunting, he deleted the words. “I am serious.” He typed, Rufus lupus female seeks mate in Portland, Oregon, area only. “A red wolf seeks a mate? The humans will think she's a nut and—” “The lupus garou will know she’s one of them, a loner, looking for a red wolf pack to join.” “Okay, sign it as Rosa.” “But what if Thompson—”

I thought Adam left ? "Don't forget I said we would deal with Shira together ,don't put yourself in risk .She took that loan so that we would come after her ,she wants all our attention diverted to her .Something is coming ,I don't know what .But we'll be ready for them "I nodded my head ,smiling inside at Adam's very hot business dominant voice . I am gonna be known as Luna of the wolves in a few days.I am gonna have to go shopping for this !!.I cry with fury and take out my phone annoyingly dialing the number I have memorised for years .

Trinity was referred to as a high-ranking guard or something. My head lifted up when I heard the word luna. I’d heard that word before. It was a character in one of my favorite anime shows, but I was pretty sure they weren’t talking to Luna the cat, mentor of Sailor Moon. I was so deep in my phone trying to g****e all the terminology I hadn’t even heard what they were talking about. Everyone was looking at me and I frowned. One of the other elders spoke. “A non-wolf luna is very rare, if not completely unheard of. I will have to do more research on that subject, but I am unsure how that will be taken, Alpha Adrian.”

I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready. I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would show at a glance that I am Luna. I had to ask Denise for help as she is good with fashion. As I was heading back, I overheard the workers discussing. “Did you see the banners? Absolutely magnificent.” “I heard the Alpha of the Northern Cliffs is here. Imagine traveling all that way!”

This little tidbit earned me some brownie points with Alpha. Just as I’m stretching my neck, I see Luna step out and oh my, I never was one for wedding dresses but wow. She looks like the moon goddess herself. Liam is going to lose his mind when he sees her in this. Just wow. Oh shit, I’m gawking and she saw me but I can’t stop. My pocket starts vibrating.

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

"You've been eavesdropping on my discussions with Lean, and now you're coming into my room without permission?" Yarusoyya followed Melisam's lead, trying to stop the girl. "Melisam!" "I came to talk about Alpha's position," Melisam said. She turned her head and looked at Yarusoyya. Yarusoyya immediately fell silent. She looked at Melisam with unreasonable fear. "You are so ...." "I will answer your worries, Yarusoyya." "Call me Luna!" Yarusoyya snapped. "I am Luna of NorthWulf."

Yet even his defiance couldn’t hide the flash of fear in his eyes—the realisation that this battle wasn't his to win. And then, as if heeding an unspoken summons, another presence manifested amidst the fray. The shadows shifted again, altered by a new force—one familiar yet profoundly different. Luna. She floated ethereal and haunting, her eyes obsidian pools reflecting a world devoid of light. There was an elegance to her form, an unyielding majesty that sent shivers racing down my spine. But her presence was marred by darkness, a sinister force that cloaked her like a second skin.

She reached into her satchel and pulled out a needle of her own—not a tool of wood or iron, but a shard of the Ridge’s hearthstone, polished and sharpened. "I am the Luna," she said, her voice a low, vibrating growl that cut through the keening wail of the valley. "And I decide what gets woven into this world." She didn't try to pull the dark thread out. That was the mistake of a novice. She did exactly what Oren had told her to do. She began to purl. She jammed the hearthstone needle into the base of the icy spindle and began the rhythmic motion of the reversal. She wasn't fighting the cold; she was pulling it apart, stitch by stitch, reversing the spin of the dark energy.