The Luna He Forgot To Love Novels & Stories

Luna he is your enemy, get hold of yourself, after completion of your work, you just have to toss him away, this is your mission. However, as she looked closer at the handwriting, a peculiar feeling of familiarity washed over her. A gnawing ache began in her head as she tried to recall where she might have seen such handwriting before. Suddenly, it hit her, and the memories came flooding back. The notes contained phrases that had once held immense meaning for her: "I love Luna, no matter what I do, it's for you only." "I hurt you because I love you, I regret hurting you, but I'm helpless."

I spit out as quickly as I could. He gripped at his chest as the pain flowed through him. It seemed to bring some sense to his brain as he looked at me, sadness written all over his face as well as surprise at the realization of my true name and rank, “I, Theo Marshall, accept your rejection, Alyc-- er, Faelyn De’Lune, as my future Luna and my mate.”

I'll have to get my mission done and then I can focus on making him mine. I wonder why he had to buy that whore. I'm very sure he bought her because no one can ever agree to live with him. He's the Saddest!. I thought he dropped the act already? Why now! Yes! It's never possible for Gray to fell in love. That will be the last thing he'll do, but I intend in making him mine, sooner. LUNA'S POV I locked the door behind me and stood at the door for a while, frozen.

She was even more flabbergasted when her husband showed her hand away from trying to slap people how feeling your new balance and then she forgot her initial mission so even apologized to him and told him that he should have just stayed in the woods with his lover he did not any relationship of that sort with Janita The luna's reaction to this was to immediately start laughing and she asked her husband if he took her for a fool she said that she knew that there was definitely something going on between the two of them and that he should have at least tried to pick her even if it was only was and now he was definitely going to regret it she forgot any little apology that she was going to fake

Burning from the inside out. His voice was still in my ear. His warning still clawed at my chest. It took me back—to when I’d been stupidly in love with him. And I hated myself for it. "I don’t want to forget the flushed look on your face right now, Lyra. I want to draw it on my heart forever, reminding me of this night." Those words would haunt me for the rest of my life. A promise I never asked for—one I couldn't forget, no matter how much I wanted to.

Maya was looking at him like she was seeing the stars for the first time. The expression in her eyes felt familiar to me. The admiration and awe written on her face were how I felt about Hunter, too. She looked up at him from under lashes still clumpy and wet with tears. She spoke shyly. Her voice was high and soft, but still slightly croaky: “Does your pack have a Luna?” I held my breath until he spoke, though I knew what he was going to say. “We do not,” Hunter replied. There was something else in his expression now. Lust was warring with soft protectiveness. Looking at them was making me feel ill.

Luna continued, “then I’m allowing what happened years ago happen all over again. I’m letting him take my baby away from me again.” A mild afternoon breeze flittered by, whipping Luna’s hair around her face. “And damned if I ever let that happen,” Luna’s voice rang with conviction. “I don’t need to sort through anything, like Gina had said. There is nothing to sort through, there is nothing between me and him. There never was, and there never will be. I am going to forget him, and what happened between us that night, like how I had to forget him three years ago to build myself back up after he broke me. I am going to forget him, and I am going to have my baby.”

It wasn't hard to fall in love with her. But in a blink of an eye, our fate was messed up. The last three months were a whirlwind of chaos, but it only strengthened the love I had already nurtured for her. I might not be able to remember anything about her, but my heart knew her and had not forgotten about her. After a while, I sat up from the bed and opened the drawer of the bedside table, where I kept my phone before they restored my memory. It was still there. I wanted to call Rasmus. I had things for him to do before I could take my Luna home.

as Zara held my hands, “I am… I am… I am MARRIED TO HIM!” I yelled and closed my eyes tightly waiting for them to say something but I did not hear anything. I slowly opened my eyes to look at their facial reactions, when I saw Mom’s favorite Gold statue. The one she cleans every morning by herself before leaving, flying straight at me. Fortunately I reacted on time, and dodged it with Zara who almost became a victim, “Darling, You are joking right?” Dad asked me with concerned eyes. I wish that I was joking too, but I am not joking in anyway. I didn’t say a word and just stood there, waiting for them to pass their judgement. “Father, Mother, Don’t be angry with Luna. She only did it because

“I didn’t have long with him. I didn’t get the years you all had. But I loved him. And he loved me—enough to never stop looking for me. Enough to believe in me when I didn’t believe in myself.” Tears blurred my vision. “And I will spend every day making sure his legacy isn’t just a memory. It’s a reality.” The silence that followed was heavy with sorrow—but also with love. Luna Quinn stepped forward, her gaze lost in the flickering candlelight. “I failed her,” she whispered. We turned to her, confused. She lifted her chin, eyes glistening. “Layla.” The name hung in the air—a ghost of what could have been.