Lunar Pj Masks Novels & Stories

Sorren’s POV The faceless Luna made my skills look like a joke. I spent every sword strike trying to keep my head safe from all her attempts to kill me. She barely spoke a word and disappeared into nothing after almost killing me countless times. I had Mark, the Pack’s doctor , check out some of the injuries I sustained because they refused to heal as fast as every other wound. “I need to see whatever is doing this, because it doesn't seem normal any longer.” Mark sighed, shaking his head.

Masked Moonlight Addiction PART I The Masked Moon Ball pulsed like a living heartbeat. Crystal chandeliers dripped silver light over the grand hall of Lunar Academy, and every student, professor, and staff member wore the same enchanted silver masks. No faces could be seen, no names told. Only scent, touch, and instinct. Aria adjusted her mask, the cool metal pressing against her cheeks. Her simple black gown clung to her curves, and for the first time in years, she hadn’t taken her suppressants. “Just one night of not hiding,” she whispered to herself, heart racing.

His touch was the only thing in this world that didn't feel like a lie. He leaned down, his lips brushing against the edge of my mask, right where the ivory met the sensitive skin of my jaw. "Let me take it off," he groaned, his voice thick with a raw, masculine need. "Let me see the fire in your eyes when I touch you like this."

Chapter three- His Mask Third-person POV She looks at the performer dumbfounded by the singer who has a hat on and a mask on his face, he smiles in her way and she can see it from the way his eyes were shining in her way. Seconds later, she holds her chest as she feels her heart beating faster and her chest tightening. So she walks towards the performers and stands at the tip of the platform, she doesn’t stop there but walks forward.

Stupid werewolf hearing. "But you are the future Luna," she says, pointing at me with a wink. I roll my eyes. "Yes, but not yet." Xavion explained it to me once. Even though his parents are gone, making him the Alpha, I’m not officially the Luna until we’re married. There’s a ceremony, he said; a crowning, a formal welcome into the pack. Most Lunas come from other packs, so it’s a big deal. But I’m human.

The Alpha and Luna, Beta and some other members of the pack are celebrating with the silver moon pack. I tip toe to the right, which is close to the exit of the house. I halt and and ponder. I think it’s better to follow the back door. There are two omegas and a delta outside. Going out there is a risky mission. I might be able to leave, but then it’s risky. I turn back left and pull my mask off my face. With my mask, even if someone sees me from afar, they’d know I’m the one.

He stood there, and like a propelled rocket he came running towards us and he helped the both of us out of the eerie premises. "Lucia, stay with me." He tapped on my cheeks. I open my eyes close up to his perfect jawline even when my sight was worn out and blurry, he still looked perfect, Moon was beside him playing with the big globe in the corner, I held my hands to his cheeks and close my back into my slumber, he sighed, inferring that I would get better soon and he took care of Moon until they fell a hush of the night and fell into a slumber.