Tears Of A Luna Vega Novels & Stories

and the ghost of Vanessa Vane into the crushing depths. Inside the helicopter, the silence was absolute. Sabizina lay on the bench, an oxygen mask over her face. In the seats across from her, the two pods were secure. Leo was sleeping, but Luna was awake, her golden eyes—so much like her mother’s—staring at the ceiling. Rage sat on the floor between them, his hands over both pods. He was covered in blood, soot, and salt, but his gaze was fixed on his wife. "We did it," he whispered.

Luna gripped the steering wheel tightly, tears that she had been holding back finally streaming down her cheeks. "Fucking..." Luna muttered, striking the steering wheel in frustration. Luna couldn't believe that Lucas would play her like this. He should have come, even if only to apologize to her. No matter how many curses Luna muttered, she couldn't shake off the shock and hurt of being stood up. Tears pooled in her eyes, slightly blurring her vision, but it didn't stop her from pressing harder on the gas pedal, speeding even faster. She was nearly on the verge of crashing into a parked car on the side of the road, but it seemed that fear wasn't registering with Luna at the moment.

September 2026, Ovzdusia, Soare-Luna Kingdom Katerina My eyes quickly filled up with tears. "You really are alive." Her chin trembled, she gave me a tumultuous smile, and her eyes welled up. She nodded, unable to say anything.

He reiterated. “What does it means to be a Luna?” she quizzed. The name Luna sounded strange to her. she had no idea of what it means. “You will have to come with me to get the rest of your questions answered.” He retorted. “I promise to take good care of you. Now that I have found you, there is no possibility that I will ever leave you. Sheila, trust me and live a happy and free life. The kind of live you’ve always wished for lies in you being my Luna. Come with me. my lady.” Garrett said. Offering her a hand. She stares at his hand for a while, contemplating if to oblige or not. She looked into his eyes if at all she could trust him. She had a careful think about Garrett’s offer of help to

The silence that followed Liam’s declaration was as heavy and cold as a shroud. Damon’s accusation hung in the air, a stench of betrayal that clung to everything. For a heartbeat, no one moved. The council members stared, their faces a canvas of horrified revelation. They saw it now: not just a traitorous Luna, but a conspiracy at the very heart of their leadership. The perfect Beta and the grieving Luna, working in tandem to dismantle their world.

For how I cannot even recognize myself anymore. I cry for all these. And I cry harder because, despite all these, I still love him. I cry till there is no more tears in my eyes. I guess with how long I have held my tears, my eyes have forgotten how to produce sufficient tears. Because I wanted to cry more, but there was nothing coming out anymore. And that fact made me sadder. Don’t I have the right to cry too? I that spot where I lay, at the root of the tree, where Ma lay too, I let go that I am Luna. At that moment I became that lost girl that is sad at all life is throwing at her.

Another ran for a towel. Tessa clutched Luna close, her tears falling onto the child’s trembling skin. She could feel the weak flutter of her heartbeat—fragile, fading. “Breathe, baby… please, breathe,” she whispered frantically. “It’s okay, Aunt Tess is here. Just breathe for me, please.” Luna’s eyes fluttered, her tiny hand reaching up weakly—then falling limp against Tessa’s chest. “No, no, no—stay with me!” Tessa sobbed, rocking her in her arms. “Hold on, bunny… please hold on!”

Even my breath became shallow and mechanical, the heat I felt pressing closer as if savouring my helplessness. "Momma!" Luna cried. I watched as her small face crumpled in horror and rage. The golden curls of her hair trembled as she tried to pull away from Vera. Then her eyes shifted, turning fully to Vera. They burned. "You let her go!" Luna shouted, her tiny hands balling into fists. "Let her go right now!" Vera's brows lifted slightly, visibly amused. "Careful now, dear–" But Luna's gaze sharpened with something. Vera's lips moved again, subtly attempting another spell against Luna.

Sat longer with her tea. When Rhea barged into the chamber with news of yet another minor border spat, Luna listened. Then said, “Take Orion. Take Kerran. Take my name if you must. But I am not coming. Not this time.” Rhea blinked. Then grinned, sharp and proud. “Look at you,” she said. “Delegating. I am so proud I could scream.” “Please do not,” Luna said. “My head hurts.” Rhea softened. Her gaze flicked to the faint shadows under Luna’s eyes.

She looked down just as the Luna spoke. “You are Teal Mac-Tire’s daughter, yes?” Shit, this Luna was scaring me at how composed she was facing the illegitimate daughter of her late mate. “I – I am, Luna and I am sorry my mother put you through hell and I am sorry Vargr took your mate away from you for so long. I am sorry my family made you suffer for so long.” The tears streamed from Tala’s eyes and Kellen made a move to comfort his mate when the Luna put her hand up, keeping Kellen in place. A very bold move.