Luni Gacha Life Romane & Geschichten

Now that his old phone of four years was dying on him, it was time to say goodbye and welcome a new member into his harem. "What should I call you?" Tynan blinked at the G-phone. Names like Sandy and Yuki were already used. His last phone was Ruby and the new phone needed something special. He just knew that buying himself a G-phone would be the biggest turning point in his life. Tynan never had the money to treat himself to expensive food or clothes. His computer was also salvaged from parts and built together from scratch. G-phone was the first luxury product he bought for himself so it had to be something special. "Laura... The name means victory and I like starting the new chapter of my

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 .

AUTHOR'S POV Heavy June rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the underground bar, drowning out the low thumping bass. Yvonne crossed her arms over her expensive trench coat, shivering as the damp, stifling humidity clung to her skin. The subterranean tavern smelled of wet dog, stale beer, and raw ozone from the thunderstorm raging across the city. Sitting across the sticky wooden booth, a man with a jagged scar down his neck lazily counted the stacks of crisp hundred-dollar bills. Securing her position as Luna meant cutting out Chandler’s obsession at the root, and this human mercenary was the only blade sharp enough to do it.

Theo clung to Chloe’s leg, content to watch his siblings from the safety of her side. “Careful, my love,” Chloe murmured, gently guiding Elias back down before he toppled. She felt lighter today. Stronger. Her phone buzzed on the nearby table. Another small victory notification. > *Lumina pop-up event confirmed for next month. Early ticket sales strong. Your designs are resonating with mothers especially.*

"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for joining us for the Luna Games. I feel immense honor that you all would sacrifice your lives to have a chance to stand by my side. The White Crescent Pack is forever growing and progressing, and we're in dire need of a Luna and an heir. One of you will lead beside me, and we'll create a better tomorrow. May the Moon Goddess watch over you, and keep you safe." My eyes scanned the crowd as the large timer on the projector screen behind me counted down from ten. My eyes widened when they landed on Alexus conspicuously tucked in amongst the horde of women. "NO!" I shouted right as the clock struck midnight." My eyes dilated, and I felt as if the sea of women

"I won't let you, Alexis. I won't allow you to come between us again. I'm taking back my mate. And I'm taking back my pack. You've held them all in your claws long enough." Alexis straightened. Her expression hardened. "You won't let me?!" She stepped forward, her fists clenched. "You won't let me?! Who the hell do you..." Grace stepped forward as well. The air around her vibrating with strength and dominance. "I AM YOUR LUNA." Alexis took another step forward. She was getting ready to charge again. It was time for me to intervene. I wasn't about to let Alexis lay another finger on Grace. "Thats enough, Alexis. I believe your Luna has spoken."

Chapter 97: I Have a Husband “GOOD morning, guys! How were you in the past few days I was gone? Were your lives better? Did the guild become even busier after Shiki informed me about the missing people cases? How did those people who are orphans get in the guild request board anyway? If they were alone in life, how can they afford the Phantom Chaos?” Luna said in a rapid succession upon seeing the familiar faces of her companions outside the window of the restaurant.