Natsu Lucy Lemon Novels & Stories

"You're very kind, future Luna. I'm sure Scarlet Claw will be happy to have you as our Luna. I'm sure you will be a fine Luna" Violet nodded at her "i promise" Lucia's irritation burned into anger. Sje was no longer interested in small talk with this girl because all he wanted now was to see Violet raging with jealousy. "But I heard an Alpha would reconsider if his mate cheated on him" Ema gasped. Slowly, Violet looked into her blue eyes. This girl knows it? "That's not how you talk to your future Luna!" Ema snapped. Lucia pretended to be surprised "I'm just stating facts! Why are you so angry? You won't be angry unless you feel I accuse you"

“Mom.” “Yes, dear?” “Can you tell me a little bit more about the Lothians? Why am I so important to have? Why they took Alexandria.” I asked. I could see the shock on her face when I asked. “Well. It is a bit difficult to explain. Ledges have it that the Luna, also known as you. Are the only ones that can wipe out their existence. This is why they are they killed your sister. Before she could transform.” She said placing her hands on her lap.

“That’s a battle scar! Honey, to be able to drag a cheating Alpha through the mud in front of the entire world like that? I wasn’t that bold even in my youth.” She turned and looked at me seriously. “Lyra told me you have a nose that can smell the soul of a plant. More importantly, you have a heart that can keep a clear head through the worst kind of pain.” She took out an exquisite crystal vial containing a silvery liquid. “This is my unfinished work, ‘Moon’s Tear.’ It requires a special catalyst—an emotion born from the severing of a bond, one of heart-wrenching pain, followed by a rebirth.”

“Trust me. Three days in the woods with my brother? You’ll need reinforcements.” I closed the box with shaking hands. “I can’t… I can’t take this.” “You can and you will,” she said. “Because I love you and because I want you to have fun. She stood up, smoothed her dress, and headed for the door. “Have fun, Luna, and remember — three drops. Not four .” Then she paused and looked at me, her expression suddenly serious. “Hey,” she said. “For what it’s worth… I’m glad it’s you. I’m glad he found you and I’m glad you’re letting him love you.”

CLARK POV Constant buzzing and noise, a cacophony of chaotic thoughts, followed by silence. *‘I, Alpha Lucian Pascal, hereby banish you from this pack. I never want to see you anywhere near me or my pack again. I also accept your rejection—you now cease to be my mate.’ *‘Oh, because you wanted him to be yours, right? No, he’s mine and mine alone. No one else can have him, not you… not your unborn bastard… Do you hear me?’

Trista’s POV “Fabulous,” Lemone said, smacking his knee with his hand. “I’ll add you both to the list for the competition. Best of luck.” He beamed at Liam, but neglected to look my way. “Now, perhaps you could go and fetch us all a latte, Lucian? All this business talk has me craving some caffeine.” Lucian looked severely unimpressed, but he couldn’t refuse his boss. So he sulked out of the apartment, leaving us alone with Liam.

His breath fanned my face, but the door opened before his lips could touch mine. Lucian appeared with a tray of fresh-squeezed lemonade that he had made this morning. “This is my best picture of lemonade yet! You're going to love it,” Lucian said as he set the tray down and poured three glasses of lemonade. The angel was funny. He was more excited than we were to have a sip. He sat back in his seat, holding his glass with both hands as if it was precious and he was afraid to spill it. He slowly sipped it and exhaled a satisfied sigh, smiling while he licked his lips.

" I did not get to see my gal." When I said this I heard Adamo laugh while Luca just went back to reading his magazine. It's because he is presumably still a abecedarian, so he does not understand what it's like to love someone. " Do not worry bro, you will be out soon and also you can see her as much as you want." I narrowed my eyes at Adamo when he wriggled his eyebrows at me suggestively, before I ultimately just shook my head.

He helped me down the swing and we headed inside. The morning sun poured through my window, fixating its golden rays on my face. I opened my eyes, using my hand as a shield from the sunlight. I sat up on the bed, my arms grazing the ceiling as I yawned widely. I swung my feet to the floor and stood up. I entered the bathroom to freshen up. I was gradually regaining my skin’s radiance. My hair was now more lustrous, and the hyperpigmentation on my skin was now less visible. Ginevra will be beautiful again. I always reminded myself. As the lukewarm water fell on my body, I remembered Luna. The day I was drenched by Lizzy under a cold shower. The shower was shower, but that was abuse. Two slaps

Charity yelled and I turned to her, she looked baffled and scared. She pointed at the man. “This is the Lycan King.” I freeze for a second, then burst into laughter. “Come on, that’s not him. The lycan king will probably be at his castle right now.” Charity shook her head, disbelief in her eyes. “That’s him, he’s the only one with silver hair.” I look back at the man on my bed. No way, Charity must be mistaken. I did not pick up the Lycan king and bring him to my house.