Mlp Fim Princess Luna Novels & Stories

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

she pretty much screamed making me deaf in one ear while pulling me into a bone breaking hug. Standing in my closet looking at us in the mirror with Lily straightening out her light pink dress completed with her tan skin, hugging her curves perfectly. With her platinum blonde hair with slight curls in it. Being the future Luna of Opal moon she has to look gorgeous because her father still thinks she needs to find her mate.

I still love her as my best friend and that won't change, but she is now MY LUNA MY QUEEN. THE END

The other warriors begin laughing, saying ‘ohhh burn’ to our pack mate. “I guess we’ll see, won’t we Luna?” he asks, smiling. “I guess we will,” she says, smiling her first real smile of the evening. “Lady Luna Malin! Lady Luna Malin!” some sprites say, rushing over to her. “Have you seen our lights?” “Lady Maeve made them for us.” “Do you like them?” “They’re beautiful,” she says, turning away from the warriors and switching into a sweet mode for the sprites. “Did Mari put those flowers in your hair?”

"Well, look what we have here. Isn't it our 'former' princess, missing for five long years?" The sharp, female voice cut through the noise of the Great Pilgrimage's welcome banquet. I had just stepped into the grand hall when I heard that sickeningly familiar voice. Lyla. She was dressed in a blood-red Luna gown, and around her neck was the sapphire necklace that had once belonged to my mother. Even more jarring was the crimson pack mark on her collarbone—a blood mark, symbolizing the highest authority.

But no one laughed. The whispers that filled the court instead were heavy, trembling, and horrifying. "The prince has marked the slave. The prince has bound himself forever to him. The prince has disgraced the throne." I had spent years training for this role. Groomed in etiquette, in spellcraft, in seduction, in the perfect tilt of my smile. I was to be Luna, the queen of wolves, the polished jewel of the Abyssal Palace and the DarkMoonCrest Kingdom, and now, all of it... every lesson, every sacrifice was slipping through my fingers like ash.

While I enjoy my life with the man you desired the most, soon I'll be the queen of him while you die here as a sick one, all you've left is those tears to cry while seeing me walk on the aisle as a bride, I'll make sure to keep a live telecast of my marriage for you to witness it. Hearing to that Mary shouted, "no....no, that'll never happen, mom will never let it happen, she'll make you suffer" Luna slapped Mary once again, "come out of your bloody dreams, because neither that bitch nor you can make me suffer now, I'm Luna white, the princess of White's family and I swear I'll kill you both."

she stammered. The woman dipped into a practiced bow. “I am Seraphine Elara, royal attendant of the Endymion Empire. Assigned to your service, Princess.” Princess Alessia Endymion. The words made her stomach drop. “I’m not a princess,” Luna said instinctively. “My name is—” She stopped. Her name is Luna Janus Jayson. She is dead and gone. She remembered the cold floor. The cracking mirror. The warmth that brushed her fingers. The voice was calling her.

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.

“Although I was hesitant to tell you these things— I do not want to keep our people in the dark while we prepare for the said catastrophe. The Moon Goddess did not say when it would come nor in what form it would show— but we should prepare ourselves nonetheless,” Adhler looked around and saw a pair of ash-colored eyes staring at him. His niece looked away when he gazed at her. The young princess walked inside the palace. Adhler looked at the crowd again and smiled, “Charlene Samarah… Adams is her name,” “Adams?” “Isn’t she a daughter of the Alpha from the Red Moon Pack then?” “But she’s our Luna! The fated Luna that was chosen by the Goddess so who cares?” “How could we be sure that the Kin