Selena Gomez Zodiac Sign Novels & Stories

Chapter 1: Blessings and curses Selena's pov "Selena! Come downstairs, honey!" I heard my mother calling me from downstairs and I rolled my eyes and left Laticia, my pet cat, to go answer my mother. My eighteenth birthday was yesterday and suitors have been trouping in from all around our pack to see the rumoured prettiest girl the white moon pack had to offer. Sadly, that's me; Selena Castellan and unfortunately, my beauty is more of a curse than a blessing.

"You said the timing wasn't right. You said there was resistance from the pack. You said to wait a little longer. But the moment Selena asked, you didn't hesitate for a single month." "You didn't lack options, Leo. You just wouldn't fight for me." Heavy breathing on the other end, and the muffled sound of sobs caught in his throat. "Sophia, please... just give me one more chance. I'll find you — wherever you are, I'll come to you —" "Don't." My voice was flat. "I don't hate you, Leo. But I'm not coming back." "You and Selena — be happy together. She's the Dark Moon Pack's Luna. You two are a perfect match."

Selena rapped upon the door of the bedroom she and Clara shared since childhood– mostly Clara's now. Selena barely stayed there anymore. Not since she and Callum had practically become a pair of clasped hands. Already, she was more or less his Luna in waiting. All that was left was the Moon's approbation and blessings before their bond could be consummated. What could possibly go wrong? Well, this was the notion she had of it all beforehand. Now...now she stood, a target in the fate of life's bow and arrow. Things were about to take a radical turn for the worse. Red, yellow, blue, or black. What was it going to be?

she asked, eager to hear the results of Maria’s work. Maria took a deep breath, her expression shifting to one of seriousness. “According to the chart, Angelina has a very strong connection to beauty and harmony. Being a Libra ascendant means she naturally attracts others with her charm and grace. The placement of Venus in the first house amplifies this, indicating that her beauty is not just physical but also radiates from her personality - it's her gifted superpower.” Isla felt a rush of emotions at Maria’s words. “I guessed it right! Angelina's gift is really her beauty. And what else did you find?!” she asked, trying to grasp the significance of the information.

“There are ways to lessen his interest. Ways to redirect him. Ways to leave him… satisfied enough not to destroy you again.” My breath caught. “Does… does that work?” “It has worked before,” she said quietly. “On others.” On others, not on herself. He did not touch his Luna. He would never dare. She looked at me as though she felt the shape of my thoughts. “You think I'm cold,” she murmured. “You think I allow this.” I felt shame lick at my throat. “I don’t- I didn’t mean-” “You may think so,” she said gently. “What you must also understand is this: the heir of this pack cannot be born broken. A Luna must remain whole.” Her eyes darkened, a shadow passing beneath the surface. “Athena girls a

I warned. Her eyes widened, “Throw her out” I instructed the bodyguards. She screamed continuously as she was hauled out of the pack until her scream faded. Selene intertwined our hands, I looked down at her smiling face “You did well” She praised. After addressing the pack and ensuring serenity, we headed back to my building. “I feel like I should have slapped or something for calling me a slave. I am Selene, the heir of Ember Moon Pack and the Luna of Crimson Moon Pack” She said, gritting her teeth.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

He said, and Channing followed two men. "Thank you." I told the man. He nodded and I got into the van. "There's been rumors the goddess Selene, is trying to go against Luna Channing, because she wants her dead. That having a Moon Oracle is a mistake." "But it's not a mistake. There is a Moon Oracle for a reason. We have to have at least one person who can talk to the gods without making a sacrifice. One person who can ask our questions without us getting in trouble." I told them, as the driver started the car.

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”

The lady asks. "What news?" He coldly answers. "Edward has a Luna, and you won't believe who it is?" [Jubilantly] "It's an Omega." [Scoffs] "Why am I not surprised? He has always been a weakling." "Well, don't you think this is the perfect time to launch an attack and crush him?" she devilishly mutters.