Lunar Fanart Novels & Stories

His hand rides up my thigh and he moves them back and forth. He hums “Then you would be my own Luna” He latches his lips to my neck and begins to suck. I place my hand on his head and let out a moan. “Hmmm, but I have to be Frial’s Luna for the main time, you know that right?” He hums harshly and puts his hand on my neck. His hand becomes tight as he pulls my head closer to his. His breath fanning my cheeks as he stares Into my eyes

Karl posed a question even I was thinking about, who knows she might have been the one chasing me. “Am I a prisoner here? karl, I mean I am going to be Luna someday it’s only right that I explore my territory. Unlike some people” okay I knew she was referring to me but I was not a fighter and not in a mood to argue so I gave her the benefit of being quiet.

Mates will melt and long for each other and there is no record of mates that hate each other even after being this close to each other. The Luna was disappointed at hearing her son marking his mate against her will but looking at how strained their relationship was even with the mark concerned her more. She thought they would grow close and learn to trust and accept each other if they were close and stayed together but it looks like they are drifting apart rather than getting close. And not to forget the way he is treating her, he is just losing his chance of having a mate every day. She explained all her concerns to her oracle friends Dana and Dane, who had been friends with their family fo

Luna Jinny and Erica rushed over, holding handkerchiefs to wipe her tears. Luna Sandra's eyes swept coldly across Fourth Wife Luna Jinny, who came from Rainbow Pack. Not only was she gentle in speech and elegant in demeanor, she had a talent for poetry and painting, a full figure, and a charm that could enchant people. She earned Beta Henry's favor after giving birth to Erica and Emily.

“But I hear she is wolfless. How then can your wolf be drawn to hers?” I met his gaze steadily, refusing to waver. “I’m led to believe her situation is temporary,” I replied. “She is a Golden Luna, after all. The lateness of her wolf—it’s merely an eccentricity. One I hope to rectify and utilize for our benefit. As my pack seeks to rise again, I hope we can continue to count Pack Darthrow as our firm allies.”

They run around for half an hour before Luna talks again. 'Let me take control Tessa, I need to get out to an opening.' Luna pushes forward and runs to the clearing near the lake with Jarek and Landon following closely. Once in the opening Luna rises her head to the full moon. She breaths heavily and a golden light starts to form around her. Flowing around and finding its way to Landon swirling around him and suddenly flows into him. Luna lets out a deafening roar and the light evaporates and everything turns silent.

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.

the clerk pointed at the second option. Wesley leaned closer, tilting his head as the mobile swayed. “It’s cute, but... kind of generic, don’t you think?” “Of course, we have other options. Here’s one with tiny teddybears. It’s a classic design.” “Too cutesy,” Liam muttered, crossing his arms. Finally, the clerk brought out the fourth option. The mobile was adorned with moons, stars, and soft, glowing elements that mimicked constellations. Somehow, something about it reminded me of Allison, of how we first crossed paths with her during the Howling Moon.

“You must have noticed the change in the moon a couple of nights ago?” “We noticed,” I say. “Was that your doing?” “Not me. Lord Enorio. And he’s getting greedier with his power. There’s a folder down the front of my shirt that you should look at.” He kind of puffs out his chest, and I know he’s expecting one of us to fish the thing out. I glance at Cassian. To my surprise, it’s Lyra who steps forward. She pulls his collar forward, reaches down, and pulls out a folder. “Lunar Extinction,” she reads, a troubled look passing over her face. She flicks it open. “This is just a bunch of sigils.”

My eyes were enormous circles with jagged lines coming out—lightning, maybe. Underneath, in Rowan’s careful, wobbly handwriting: THE KERSED LUNA. The second panel had a moon with angry eyebrows and what I thought might be teeth. A tiny figure (me, presumably) stood under it, frowning. Panel three showed a blob with too many arms, and what I assumed was Malric’s crown, being bitten by a smaller blob with pointy teeth. Panel four was just me again, this time with a wolf tail and a baby in my arms, the angry moon now… smiling? Or having a stroke. It's hard to say.