The Loud House Luna And Sam Novels & Stories

They broke the embrace only after the old Luna cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the other wolves who had been watching with curious eyes. "Do you all need someone to tell you to excuse the couple, or do you want to learn the act of love making from the two love birds?" the old Luna said with a playful glint in her eyes, her hands on her hips. The other wolves chuckled, some blushing in embarrassment. When they didn't immediately move, she playfully wielded her staff, lightly tapping the more stubborn ones until they stood up and walked away. "Ayesha and Jack, stay back. I'd like to have a word with you," she said, addressing two wolves who seemed particularly close to Elias and R

Samantha had never thought she would become a werewolf, but life had a way of surprising her. She had fallen in love with a handsome lycan named Lucas, and they were happy together until she found out she was pregnant. However, Lucas's family did not approve of their relationship, and they rejected Samantha as their mate. Heartbroken, Samantha left the pack and gave birth to her twin babies, Ethan and Emma, in secret. For years, she raised them alone, always watching over her shoulder in case the pack found out about them. As her children grew up, Samantha taught them about their lycan heritage, but they were forbidden from revealing their true nature to anyone.

“The shame might be too much for my family.” “The former Luna returns home after a failed marriage due to her inability to provide an heir.” Megan laughed sadistically. If someone would have told her that her life would turn out this way at 27 she would have laughed in their face. “Where are you, cub?” She asked. “I should’ve named you.” She thought. At Least it would’ve been easier to call out to him. “Your highness!” She heard a male voice call from behind her. “I told you I want to be alone.” Megan said and turned around.

Sam is almost as impressive as his muscles ripple under the faint sheen of sweat covering his body. I've never been a threesome kind of girl, but this may be the most tempted I've ever been. And according to the smug look on Liam's face, he's noticed. So I squash those thoughts as quickly as they came. "What cha makin Luna?" Sam asks. "Lasagna." I respond taking out two plates and placing them on the island. "Yes! My favorite!" Sam exclaims as he fist bumps Liam. I smile at his boyish antics and dish him up a heaping plateful. I add a serving to the second plate and Liam reaches for it. I smack his hand away and pull it back quickly as I pin him with a stare.

I could never compare to her beauty. She called me "Luna" as she smiled at me, her teeth shining flawlessly. "My parents were so proud that you chose me, and I am honestly so honored." I grinned, "You can call me May." I was surprised by how kind she seemed since I thought that if I had such flawless skin, I would surely be an even bigger bitch than I already was. Even more beaming, Shawna said, "May. Sure, I'll comply." Javier said, his strong Mexican accent saying, "Luna, I hope you feel safe with us." Javier was a tall man with broad shoulders, and the back of his head was covered in a tiny ponytail with his dark hair.

We could only shift during the night and only if there was a moon. And for some reason, The Council blamed us for this, thinking the Moon Goddess was mad at our pack. “Zhask, my love....” I turned around to see who was speaking and there I saw my ever beautiful and loving mate. She’s Greya Lightborn of the Blue Moon pack, we have been mated for one year since we were eighteen which made her the Crown Luna Princess of our Kingdom. We were supposed to get married right after the Annual Hunting Ceremony, but like I said, my father was ill, and our marriage would have to be moved.

Beatrice has gone into the crowd too and Seven slithered unnoticed into the crowd too. Beatrice was laughing in the corner with another Luna who despite laughing and engaging in conversation could not stop looking at the bouncing breast of Beatrice.It seems like they are making her uncomfortable but she had no courage to confront her. She was drinking like she was drinking water.One would swear she was stressed. Something grabbed her attention and for a moment the Luna in her company seemed to be speaking alone. Color drained from her face, leaving her as white as snow.It was like she had seen a ghost. I followed her eyes and they landed on a boy making acquaintance with Seven.

A good-looking man arrived and sat next to Meg, they sniffed each other and exchanged kisses, which made it obvious that he was her mate. "This is my mate, Paul," Meg beamed. Paul smiled at me, then shifted his gaze back to Meg. We were soon joined by Rain, her mate Damon and finally Zaiden. "Hey," he said and slid next to me. "Hey," I smiled back at him. "I don't see madam Luna, where is she?" I asked, innocently. Rain snorted, and Meg gave a smug smile. "Alpha and Luna are preoccupied, when our men return from such raids and killing the rogues they expect a reward. You know what I mean, right?" Rain asked me, wiggling her eyebrows.

Just as I’m about to say something, argue that I wasn’t that good of a girl, Laura comes back into the room, this time with a line of crew members and cameras behind her. She grins at us once we’re looking back at her, clapping her hands. “Alright guys, who’s ready to film Luna’s choice?!”

I realize that I’ve been driving on auto-pilot and we’re almost to the pack. “Hold the wheel,” I say as I pull my pants back up and put myself together just as we pull into the drive. “Alpha, Luna. Did you have a nice dinner?” Nelson, the patrol member asks. “We did, thank you, Nelson. Would you let the pack know that we’re back and that we’ll be having cake for Alpha Cohen’s birthday?” Malin says to him. “I’d be happy to, Luna,” he says. We drive up to the packhouse and it’s strangely quiet. I don’t care. I’m just happy to have my mate beside me and maybe I’m still feeling the afterglow of that fucking amazing orgasm.