Mlp Vice Principal Luna Novels & Stories

The door to this office opens to its left and there is a window which allows the Luna to keep an eye on the school premises as she is the head of the school even if all the students are now grown up. The Luna's seat is positioned in a way which allows her to see through the window as well to see who is entering her office giving her an added advantage. There is a couch behind my chair with a coffee table for the Luna's assistant to work and to take notes of any important meeting. I hope to be the assistant for the Luna but that is only possible if I am Aztec's mate and then only will I be given the Luna training by his mother. The sound of someone clearing their throat brings me out of my th

My counselor stood up, and said, "We need a Luna"

"Marcus." "Eleanor says it's normal. After trauma." "Is it helping her?" Luna shrugged. "As long as she knows he's not really there, I guess it's her way of coping." "What about you?" Helena asked. "How are you coping?" Luna thought about it. Three weeks ago, she'd been Luna Reyes, nobody from nowhere. Now she was Luna Chen-Vaughn, daughter of a murdered engineer, half-sister to two women she barely knew, wife to a man facing federal charges, and apparently the only person who could make a mysterious energy device respond.

Every day in that first week, we lose more pack members because they can’t live without their mate. Luna Calista was one of those. I had taken it upon myself to stay with her, knowing that Aunt Cara was still in the hospital. Luna Calista's devastation at losing Alpha Anders was so great that she barely held on for 24 hours. I was there with her at the end. It was the middle of the night and it was just her and I. She had stopped crying and a smile had spread across her face. “Lily,” she had whispered. “I’m Malin, Luna,” I said to her, but her eyes had been glazed over, unseeing.

“You couldn’t even manage pack duties properly.” Luna laughed softly. The sound unnerved everyone nearby. “Pack duties?” She stepped closer. “You mean organizing banquets while your son cheated on me?” Ophelia’s face darkened. “You ungrateful—” “Do you know,” Luna interrupted smoothly, “what I was doing before I married into your family?” Nobody answered. Because the truth was—they had never asked. Luna looked around the ballroom. “At twenty-three, I headed the most advanced private cyber-intelligence unit in North America.” Her voice remained calm. “At twenty-four, I created defense systems currently used by seven governments.” She tilted her head slightly. “At twenty-five, I disappeared be

You’ll want to see this. There was a video attached. My stomach dropped before I even tapped it. Grainy surveillance footage appeared , a school hallway. Luna. Standing there in her cream coat, speaking to the vice principal. She slid him a thick envelope. Smooth. Subtle. A queen distributing her decree. The audio cracked with static, but one phrase was sharp enough to slice through. "We both know Maya doesn’t have the temperament."

' I reply more calmly and she growls softly in reply. Lucas is dead meat! The moment I stand up, intending to go to the bastard that spread lies about me, the door to the classroom opens and the principal's secretary enters. "Sif Reynolds. Lucas Robinson... The principal wants you both in her office." I ignore her and turn to the fool, "What!?" He asks, smiling like he has no care in the world. Which indeed he hasn't. I'm the Luna of the largest pack in North America. It's my reputation at stake here not his. Even though I don't know what exactly he told them about me. It's not difficult to guess from what his girlfriend and friend said to me.

“It tells me what you value. But you do not yet know the price of certain answers.” The hall held its breath like a living thing. Luna felt the weight of every eye on her, some curious, some terrified, some calculating. The maps and scraps and whispers of rebellion gathered like moths near a lantern in her mind. She could lead; she could deflect suspicion. Or she could be ground beneath his will. There was no safe middle. Selene’s fingers tightened for an instant against her sleeve. Luna nodded once, almost imperceptibly. They had to move like water, smooth, unseen, necessary.

The classmates were still hurling insults back and forth when the classroom door suddenly opened. A police officer walked in. A group of medical staff followed him. After entering, Chief Callum Ridgeway asked coldly, "Who is Luna?" Thinking it was some kind of commendation, she stepped forward shyly with her chest lifted. "Hello, officer. I am Luna." Chief Ridgeway stepped closer. "Luna, knowing full well that you are infected with HIV, you deliberately shared needles to spread the disease. You need to come with us." That single sentence froze everyone in the room in place.

His eyes moved up, widening a little. Mocking how pathetic he was for trying to get money out of Jaime, Luna said. "You should think before coming here. It's best you go away because between us, who do you think the police will listen to? To be fair, you have money but I have many valuable assets and more money than that." ~~~~~ After chasing the loan shark away, Luna returned to the company, striding down the hallway toward Jaime's office. Her mind filled with disbelief and dismay, she tightly grasped the paper she received from the bald guy.