Words Containing Luna Novels & Stories

“Well, your brain looks truly full and cooked. My work here is done.” “Hey, Ryan. One more question,” I said before he walked away. “Shoot.” “What the hell is a luna?” His eyebrows rose. “Why do you ask?” “Nola. She didn’t only say you were beta-elect, but she indicated that I would never be luna. What the hell is a luna?” “Every king needs his queen,” he said, referring to my earlier comparison. “Luna is the title of the alpha’s mate. The alpha and luna rule the pack together.”

Trinity was referred to as a high-ranking guard or something. My head lifted up when I heard the word luna. I’d heard that word before. It was a character in one of my favorite anime shows, but I was pretty sure they weren’t talking to Luna the cat, mentor of Sailor Moon. I was so deep in my phone trying to g****e all the terminology I hadn’t even heard what they were talking about. Everyone was looking at me and I frowned. One of the other elders spoke. “A non-wolf luna is very rare, if not completely unheard of. I will have to do more research on that subject, but I am unsure how that will be taken, Alpha Adrian.”

"Lucas Lewis," the man held out his hand. "And what's your name?" "I'm Luna. Luna Lee." "Oh, Luna. It means the Moon. Your name sounds beautiful like the moon that is shining beautifully in the sky right now." Luna Lee giggled at Lucas' compliment. "Thank you, Mr. Flirtatious," said Luna. Lucas also laughed at that title.

And I close my eyes, letting it wash over me, the energy, the lives intertwined, the fragile but growing bond. “Luna,” a chorus whispers in my mind, Koa’s voice, Darian, Lysander, Elysia, Esme, Selene, and yes… Jandro, faint but unmistakable. “Luna.” My eyes snap open, heart hammering. I glance at Jandro, seeking clarification. His gaze is intense, almost stern, but not unkind. “They call you Luna,” he murmurs, voice low but carrying across the room. “It means you anchor us, Zenith. Not by strength, not by power, but by heart. By presence. By choice.”

“But it’s not eating her, either.” “Semantics,” Elia muttered dryly. “She’s breathing and looking at her mother. That’s miracle enough for one evening.” Luna let herself smile—brief, fierce—down at the little girl. Lina blinked up at her, still dazed. “Who… are you?” she whispered. Luna’s chest twisted. “An omega who got tired of being quiet,” she said. The courtyard exhaled again. This time, the sound carried different notes: awe, fear, resentment, wonder.

This was truly alot to take in. "What does Luna mean?", I asked as I felt a headache coming on. "A Luna is an Alpha's mate. You'll be by my side and help me lead the pack. A Luna is meant to produce kids and help make decisions. That is if you decide to be my luna", was his reply as I stared at him wide eyed. I was suppose to do what?! "And what if I chose not to be the Luna?", I asked as his eye twitched. I heard a deep groan and I shifted in the seat keeping some distance between us.

The way his rare smiles transformed his face from handsome to breathtaking. "You're different from what I expected," Luna admitted as they paused by the training grounds. "How so?" Vincent asked, watching the young wolves practice their combat forms. "Less intimidating. More... lonely." Vincent turned to look at her, and for a moment, his mask slipped. "You see too much, little moon." The nickname made her stomach flutter unexpectedly. "Little moon?" "Your name. Luna means moon." He seemed to catch himself, straightening. "We should continue. There's much to do before tonight."

"Everything?" "Every pack. Every human. The world ends." Luna made a sound. Not crying. Something else. Like she was listening. "She understands," I whispered. "What?" Ronan asked. "She understands what we're saying. Look at her face." Luna was watching us. Her silver eyes moved from person to person. Like she was following the conversation. "Babies don't understand words yet," Kael said. "Normal babies don't." The words slipped out. I didn't mean to say them. But they were true. Luna wasn't normal.

Which led me to stay with the boys along with Alice in the pack house. Which is all fine to me except for some female wolves giving me dirty looks every morning when I come out of Alice's room. Everyone who passes me would give me greetings and calling me “Luna” which I'm guessing is the reason why the females are so unhappy as majority of these females are also students of the academy who hungers for the title of “Luna.”

Luna: Joel turned up the radio already blasting dance music and was jamming out by the time they pulled into the parking lot of the club. The blue neon lights of the sign beamed down into the parking lot give everything a blue hazy glow. Nora looked up at the sign. The word Luna was hanging off a crescent shaped moon. Typical night club with some moon name. Nora thought, rolling her eyes. Joel was a perfect gentleman and beat her to open her own door. She smiled softly as the door opened andJoel offered her his hand to get out.