Lunatics Novels & Stories

I smiled. "Alright pumpkin, I'll have to go now, be ready by 6pm" he said and ended the call. I breathe out. I pray the meeting goes well. Even I'm very sure his father won't like me. I'm an illegitimate child and also wolfless. How would he want a Wolfless girl as a Luna for his son. No alpha would allow that. Lunas are supposed to be strong and powerful in order to support the alpha in ruling the pack. No one wants a weak fellow standing behind their alpha.

“Ms. Luna…” Luna furrowed her brows and circled him, glancing at him with a disgusted look on her face as she passed. “I’m a mentally insane patient, so Joshua won’t listen to anything I say anyway.”

I shook my head a no even if I were I wouldn't be mad at her for long. ○●♡♡♡♡●○ The day went like a breeze for all of them. Their Luna was finally out of the hospital. On top of that tonight was the night of the moon. It was said centuries ago that this very night the full moon lights up the whole sky. The specialty about the night of the moon was that it rises once every twenty years and is larger in size then the every month full moon. It is said that on this very day centuries ago the moon goddess has gifted a wolf to become human. Thus it is celebrated by all wolfs.

Michael was indeed a lunatic. "She won't hate anyone" The sternness in Lula's voice made us both shut up. "When she's old enough and if the story should ever come to her knowledge, she'll love you both too much to blame you" His words calmed me a bit, but if I had the chance, I would raise that mofo from the dead and kill him again. He was a monster. Poisoned two wolves just for some crazy obsession. Perfect definition of sick. Sick. Sick. Sick.

After strolling for a moment, Lucas noticed that there was a group composed of tens of Mad Ox Dark Race beings and hundreds of zombies. Lucas had no intention to fuse more zombies. His only motive was to carry out a massacre. He, Lucas York, was a crazy man!

A glass dropped somewhere. It shattered. Everyone cheered. Subject One laughed. “Civilization celebrates broken glass.” Older Lucas looked at young Lucas. “Thank you.” Young Lucas grinned. “Try not to ruin it.” “No promises.” Then the cheering stopped. A new signal appeared inside the newly created domain. UNPLACED CONSCIOUSNESS COUNT: 9,441,208,771 Jonathan stared. “Nine billion?” Adult Lucas shook his head. “No.” The number changed. 21,993,002,144

All of their words sliced through me until one of the elders – an old man with white hair, who was also Trent’s uncle – lifted his full goblet of wine into the air and said aloud for the entire pack to hear. “To Sloane,” he roared, “To the Luna our pack actually deserve.” The hall erupted in applause and cheers as every wolf lifted their goblets up, even Trent. My heart beat froze, and my breath hitched, but instead of being furious, something buried deep inside me snapped. I have had enough. I moved, not out of the hall, but towards the action. My steps were calm and had a silent precision that precluded my clarity. This was the same clarity that had been beaten into me by both Elaine and m

‎ ‎Alpha Lucian watched me, eagerly waiting for my answer. ‎ ‎"No," I answered. ‎ ‎"Enhanced speed?" ‎ ‎"No." ‎ ‎"Unusual healing?" ‎ ‎"No." ‎ ‎"Have you ever heard voices that others couldn't hear?" ‎ ‎I hesitated. ‎ ‎For a moment, I considered lying. But then I decided to tell the truth. ‎ ‎"Yes." ‎ ‎The elders exchanged glances. ‎ ‎One of them leaned forward. ‎ ‎"Was it frequent?" ‎

Just looking at his face made me nauseous. I pursed my lips tightly and, with heavy steps, approached the high platform before climbing onto it. I was still trying to steady myself when a figure suddenly leaped from the ground and landed on the platform—more than a hundred feet high. My eyes widened in shock as I recognized the burly man, his body rippling with muscles. Then he spoke, his voice loud enough to shake mountains and stir the oceans. “Today, we are going to witness another memorable day in our pack. Today, we are going to crown our Luna. Everyone, cheer!”

Luna arrived at the café to meet Olivia, her eyes filled with determination and a twisted smile adorning her face. Her thoughts remained incredibly damaging despite undergoing compulsory therapy for her psychological condition. She reached out to Olivia, seeking solace and spewing venomous tales about Vivian. Luna intended to use Olivia as a pawn in her continued quest to harm Vivian. "Olivia, you have no idea just how cunning Vivian can be," Luna whispered, her voice brimming with resolve. "She deceives everyone into believing that she has succeeded through her talent. But the truth is, she owes everything to Louis."