My Luna Novels & Stories

Just before deciding to head back to his home in Hillport, Bran walked a few more minutes and saw a handwritten note on the wall of a building that passed as a spa, it read: the girl with the moon tattoo. Really? This is what she meant? HAHA! He didn’t know when he burst out with laughter. Bran pulled himself together and walked in. “Hello, how can we help you today?” The receptionist asked. “Uh I’m looking for someone; golden brown hair, blue eyes. I think her name is Sierra. Do you know her?”

Luna’s tone was soft and innocent. She held a stack of printed papers and flipped through them one by one in front of the camera. She approached the camera, occasionally bending down, allowing the camera to infinitely magnify her beauty and pride. The male fans in the live broadcast room were instantly excited, and they could not focus on what she held in her hand at all. Luna sniffled and used her soft and cute voice to continue speaking, “My television shows, movies, and some business collaborations are all handled by my team. I'm currently recording 'Debut 303' on Lonasp Island, so I really don't know anything…”

“Hi, Leo's future Luna.” ==

“I’m really sorry about that. That must have been devastating for you.” I shrug, not wanting to be submerged with the grief that comes when I talk about Luna’s illness and subsequent death. “Yeah, it was.” “Luna, that’s such a beautiful name,” she remarks, after a brief pause. “Where was she from?” “Malawi.” “That doesn't surprise me. She was a real exotic beauty. Was she a model or something?” “She was a doctor, actually. We met in Med School.” “No way!” she exclaims, and I chuckle at the reminder of the mistake people commonly made when Luna was alive and the look of surprise on their faces when they found out the truth.

Dammit. I'm the Luna.

The way I believe in my own hands, which are stronger than they were, which have learned what they can build and what they can hold. Luna is seven months old. She has silver eyes and a loud voice and her father's stubborn jaw and a laugh that Mara says can be heard from across the pack grounds, which Mara says with enormous satisfaction. She has never been afraid of anything that I can tell. She arrived in the world furious and curious and has maintained both qualities consistently. She has two packs who know her name. The forest that borders her home glows silver at night, and the Moon Goddess's light is steady above it.

Luna trained her team to deliver consistent and exceptional customer service, ensuring that every interaction with her brand left a positive and lasting impression. Lastly, Luna actively engaged with her target audience through various marketing and branding initiatives. She leveraged social media platforms to build a community of loyal followers, regularly sharing valuable content, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and customer success stories. Luna also collaborated with influencers and industry experts to expand her brand's reach and credibility.

Luna asked, trying to read her husband's thoughts. "Since when was that?" Luna asked again, causing Lucas to fall silent while he thought. Lucas recalled the time he came across a popular magazine featuring Luna Estrada. It was when Luna had transitioned from being a teenage model to an adult model, and numerous well-known brands had rushed to secure contracts with her for makeup, outfits, and even underwear. Luna's face was everywhere – in magazines, on social media, and electronic media – all about Luna Estrada. For that reason, Lucas never let a day go by without glimpsing at Luna Estrada's face. Perhaps that's when his admiration for Luna started. Over the years, he would smile just by l

If I had my way, I would hide my Luna inside the room till they left. His wife too…this slut! Why was she staring at my wife's boobs like that? I could swear I saw her licking her lips. I would make sure that Landon and his wife would take the room at the far end of the pack. These days my Luna had been acting so strange, I did not need people tempting her and giving her mother watering offers. “So tell me, Nicholas. What have you been giving to our Luna, she looks so shiny and plump! I like what I'm seeing,” Riley asked me.

“Being his mother doesn’t mean Dark totally listens to me. I should have you killed for seeing Dark’s vulnerable side, but Dark sees something in you and wishes to keep you. I can’t dispute that.” “Yes, ma’am,” Sal replied. “Good,” Lady Havana said. “You should hurry back. Your friends need you.” Sal immediately walked in haste toward the secret passage door. Lady Havana watched him go. FLASHBACK “Are you certain he’s the one?” The guard bowed his head before her. “He had a daughter, not a son.” Lady Havana thought silently for a while. “Where is this daughter?” “She is dead. Luna Selene of Blue Moon Pack—killed by rogues,” he replied.