Luz Mala Novels & Stories

I blurt out. Cortèz starts to stroke his cane over the sand making a capital L. “Let.” He says to us while he writes the capital letter U. “Us.” Then strokes his cane again making a capital A. “All.” Writes the letter H. “Heal.” Lastly he finished with the capital U. “Unexpectedly.” Harry finishes. Cortèz smiles. “The island of LUAHU is home for people who wishes to heal. May the both of you heal from your pains and be awakened soon.” He walks away until he magically disappears fading.

I snuggled closer to him, even though his clothes were still wet from the lake, and the last thing I remember was the blanket being pulled off me and a light groan. I woke up to light flashing across my closed eyes, and it was lightning. My eyes were on that tiny little space that showed me the dark sky. I had no idea what time it was, only that it couldn't be dawn yet because the clouds were thick and gloomy. It didn't look like it'll rain…not yet. I turned on my bed only to be met with another body in bed with me. I almost screamed until a flash of lightning illuminated his face, and I realized it was Corni.

A few moments later, I was standing on all fours, my white fur shimmering under the moonlight. I took a deep breath and lifted my head proudly. My friends and family turned around and gasped. “She is white.” Luna Gloria said. I looked at her and cocked my wolf head. Is that something special? ‘We are a pure white wolf, Emma. Nobody is a pure white wolf.’ Eliza said. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked her. ‘There are white wolves. I have seen them before.’

Chapter 56- No Mercy Luz had disappeared after dinner, she was stuck in her room still plotting to torment Leon, she had taken some clothes to the guest room and among them an almost transparent sweater, she put on some lingerie as if she wanted nothing, wanting to give everything away and waited for the right moment.

"The moon isn't an enemy. It’s a lighthouse. We were just too busy biting each other's throats to see the shore." Maya walked out from the shadows behind the altar. She didn't look afraid. She looked like she was standing in the middle of a storm and enjoying the wind. Her skin was still glowing with the residual charge of their grounding. She reached out and touched the jagged glass on Malakai’s head. "Tell them, Mal," Maya whispered. Her pulse beat in her neck, visible and frantic. "Tell them what happens when the light stops eating and starts showing." "He’s crazy. He’s actually gone insane."

I blinked rapidly, holding the sink as memories spilled back in messy fragments. “I was drunk,” I whispered. “Oh my God… I was actually drunk.” Limene snapped awake inside me. “No need to call Lara,” she growled. “You were a total mess yesterday.” “A mess? How?” I demanded. “What did I even do? I don’t remember anything clearly!” Limene sighed like she was tired of me. “Well, your messy state got the attention of our mate,” she said proudly. I rolled my eyes. “Which mate? Please, don’t start.”

I transform into a werewolf, as the Ghost appears above us. Fire bursts forth from her hands, as the luna lilies catch fire. The entire field is ablaze as Queen Ursa uses her magic to put the flames out. But it is too late the Ghost has left and the luna lilies have all caught on fire. Lucia has the only remaining luna lily left in the world and I only hope we can wed before it is too late.

The lights got dim and soft music started to play. Dara stood at the corner and waited for Wade to come. “Want to dance?” a lad wearing a red mask on his eyes held his hands towards Dara. “No thank you!” Dara uttered, “I’m waiting for someone.” “You can dance with me for a while unless that someone comes.” Dara thought for a second and then agreed. The boy rested his hands on Dara’s waist and Dara held him from his shoulders. Dara felt uncomfortable but she still danced.

Bryer grits her teeth. “Lower your tone when you talk to me, Bryer” she cuts her off, “remember, I am his mate and that makes me the Luna of your pack, a pack which you are still under and let’s not forget, you should be grateful that we haven’t told Zach about you yet” “Do not flatter yourself, Odette” she leans forward, “do you like Malachi in bed that much? I mean, he is good..so good..I can literally still feel my toes curling as he rammed into me like a hungry beast”

Lyra I arrived at the Luna's house just as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden hue across the hills. The evening air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and earth, Calista's favorite, I thought, as I walked up the gravel driveway. This is because I perceive this scent more than others here.