Male Version Of Luna Novels & Stories

He was trying to take full control of my body but I blocked him so now he would only be able to witness what's happing around but won't be able to mind link me. "Xavier" Luna trembled and came closer to me hiding her face in my chest. I looked around us and that's when I noticed hundreds of wolf male looking at Luna. From the lust in their eyes, it was clear that they had found out her secret which she desperately protected for so long, all thanks to my stupidity.

Our flames were one and the same. The pack howled as I approached him, and I could feel the vibration in my bones. My heart grew until I was afraid it would burst. I was getting closer to the future I had long dreamed of with each step. As usual, Kael steadied me with a rough, warm hand that closed over mine. The slightest smile, saved for me alone, curled his lips. "Selene," he muttered to himself. "My Luna." Tears stung my eyes, but I refrained from crying. Our souls were bound together and blessed by the officiant's words, which reverberated all around us. The chamber exploded with howls of approval as Kael finally put his lips to mine.

"And for Sandra, this would be the last time you mess with her." "I am the Luna!" "A Luna is someone who has a mate bond with an Alpha or a Lycan. You don't have that! What is your problem!?" Diane huffed in annoyance as she walked out of the place, slightly hitting Maren's shoulder. Maren breathed heavily, like a dragon, as she stared at the closed doors. She didn't dare to push them open when she knew Xandros was right inside there. He was quiet and that meant he was angry.

Black fur that absorbed light rather than reflecting it. But in the dream— He was in his human form. Or something close to it. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Dark-skinned with those same veins of molten red visible at his temples, his neck, his hands. Eyes that burned gold. And a face— Luna's breath caught. *Her* face. The same bone structure. The same jaw. The same slight tilt to the eyes. She was looking at a version of herself. Older. Male.

“Not now, Ava.” “Oh, no, no, no, no,” Ava said, stepping closer, eyes gleaming with way too much amusement. “We are absolutely doing this right now.” Luna tried to brush past her, but Ava grabbed her arm. Ava’s grin widened. “Tell me why you’re dressed like a man.” Luna sighed, forcing her expression to stay neutral. “It’s not what you think.” Ava smirked. “Oh? really? Because what I think is that you got absolutely wrecked last night and ended up in some guy’s bed.”

So badly wanted to wake her up so she could eat. He started to back away. This large man who could take down the world, felt very small in front of her, a woman he should be protecting. “I am truly sorry, Luna.” He whispered, closing the door. He couldn’t face her anymore. However, the moment the door closed, there was a very heavy sound, so rough that she was suddenly shaken. Mira slowly opened her eyes and saw only darkness. The cold floor, the breezing cold wind, her reality was back to her and so was the fear.

I put two and two together and it did not take me any special sign to know that Charlotte was in this room, watching them have sex. “Charlotte. Were you watching these two people have sex? Why were you here?” I asked my Luna but she snubbed me. I flared in anger. I could kick that tablet off her hands. Why could she not acknowledge me? Was I not speaking to her? “Am I not speaking to you? How dare you snub your Alpha?” I roared. “Hey!! My sweetheart is trying to take a nap. You can take that madness elsewhere.” Landon was now in full senior brother mood.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

'You can as well go back now, golden wolf because there is no way that you are entering into the council not to talk of sitting in the citadel,' the Luna of Rolling Hills said, her voice loud and audible. 'It is good to see that you have a baritone voice. So I will also be assuming you are male in every essence. Why didn't you tell people that you had the two organs?' I sneered. 'How dare you talk to me like that, you nonentity?' The Luna of Rolling Hill asked in great anger.

The image of a grinning young executive with a white, toothy grin is standing still as first a blonde appears on his right, and a tan brunette on his left. Out of curiosity, I click his face and it takes me to the Rental Luna Corporation--” a service where alpha males can rent Luna-level companionship on a daily or hourly basis,” I read, grimacing. On the very top of the page is the tagline, “Rental Luna--like a real Luna, only cheaper!” It seems that even male wolves can be pigs. “That’s sick,” I murmur under my breath. “Women aren’t disposable. I can’t believe this is real.”