The Perfect Luna Novels & Stories

“They said humans were weak because we had limits.” “What kind of limits?” “Our bodies.” “Our minds.” “Our emotions.” She swallowed. “They wanted to remove all of them.” Adrian's expression hardened. “So they wanted to make people stronger.” “No.” Luna shook her head. “They wanted to make people perfect.” Lucas gave a nervous laugh. “Perfect sounds nice.” Luna looked at him. “It isn't.” Her voice was so serious that his smile disappeared. “Why?” “Because perfect people don't feel.” Elena's heart tightened.

After a month of doing this, he replied: More like it. Am I impressive now? I asked. Not really, but manageable, he replied. Text messages between Liam and Luna Liam: So you find me handsome? Luna: I don’t only find you handsome, I see a future between us. Liam: Really? Luna: Yes, I could be the perfect wife. Liam: Wife? Luna: Yes, wife. My dad taught me how to be a faithful and submissive wife. Liam: Interesting. Luna: I can do whatever you want.

They felt so surreal and they’d taken me by surprise. I didn’t even know what to say. But Rina wasn’t done talking, I guess. “You’re beautiful, kind, soft-spoken, gentle, and elegant… You are everything a Luna embodies and more. You are perfect. I know there’s no such thing as a perfect being, well except the goddess.” She gave a little laugh and so did I.

She looked at Lorenzo with a frown. “Lo what are you doing out here so late?” But she didn’t give him time to answer because then she said: “Who is this wolf…..and why couldn’t I scent you?” Janine then shifted back. She bowed her head to Emily, as she was the Luna of the pack land they were on. Lorenzo was still staring. For one he was amazed at her wolf but also, Emily was standing there naked.

“I told you… if you want to see your friend alive, you’ll do as you’re told. I swear, once this is done, you’ll see her. But if you run now… they’ll tear her apart.” “Fine,” I hissed. “Just finish whatever the hell this is.” Gabriel released my wrist slowly like he could feel my fury vibrating through me. Then he nodded once at the robed man. The man smiled thinly and raised his hands, his deep voice booming, “By the blood bond, the mark, and the witness of the Moon Goddess, we now call forth the Luna to take her rightful place. Step forward, young lady.” My legs refused to move at first. Gabriel placed his hand on my lower back, gently pushing me forward. I stumbled but caught myself, glari

" Luna '' a knock came on the door and we both stared at the doorway. It was Lydia judging from the voice and the scent I knew it was her. The door was locked inside! My eyes flickered to Ezra's who was staring at me with hunger and desires showing in his blue eyes. I knew he wanted to claim me and that was the scary part. I couldn't bare the claim of another man when my fated mate was alive. Ezra's face turned cold and deadly as he glare back at the door again." Luna, I'm here to bring you your medicine" she said and Ezra angrily pulled his pants to cover his huge swallow dick. I signed but not in relief because I knew it wasn't the end." Get ready we are living for the full moon ball in th

I do not return to the same den I slept in last night. Instead, I follow Impala to his den. My new home. With my new mate. It is a mess inside. "Impala," I say. "You're untidy." He chuckles. "That is why I need a mate." "If you think I am tidying up after you, you are sorely mistaken. Lunas do not tidy." "You're not a luna anymore," he reminds me.

Luna was ten months old when she decided to play matchmaker. "Uncle Marcus needs his mate," she announced at breakfast. Marcus, who'd been drinking coffee, choked. "What?" "Your mate. She's coming today. You should wear the blue shirt. She likes blue." "Luna, honey, I don't—" Marcus started. "She's at the border now. With Alpha Regina's group. Her name is Sophie and she has brown hair and green eyes and she's scared because she's omega rank but she's perfect for you."

The blue light of millions of smartphone screens illuminated the night like a digital plague. In a plush, white-marbled penthouse high above the city, Luna was in the middle of the performance of her life. She leaned into the camera of her high-end ring light, her features softened by a mourning filter that made her skin look like translucent porcelain.

“All you have to do is be yourself. You’re perfect, and you’ll be a perfect Luna.” Her scent is driving me crazy, and when she looks up at me, I come undone. I lift her up by her perfectly shaped bottom and her lips meet mine. My tongue dances in her delicious mouth while I guide her over to the bed, sucking on her lip before I drop her down gently in the center of it and climb on top.