What started as a fake scenario I made in my head in an attempt to fall asleep on one of my many insomnia-y nights, turned into a full-fledged novel.
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Luna Smith, along with her mother and siblings, just moved away from snowy Toronto after her parents' messy divorce. They ended up moving to a city that sounds like the fusion of pizza and a burger.
That meant that she would no longer be attending her dream school- The University of Toronto -with her best friend Diane.
Thanks to her stellar grades, she was able to land herself a scholarship to a private university whose name she could barely pronounce. Amidst being upset about the divorce drama and the sudden move, she was expected to adapt to not only a new school but a new environment, one in which she knew no one.
She tries to be optimistic and decides to make the most of it, due to her pressing love for her major- Musical Theatre.
She first encounters Mac in the Seven-Eleven in her neighborhood. He's a quiet, artist teenager covered in tattoos with shoulder-length wavy hair. He has a beautiful face which really intrigues Luna. The two continue to "bump" into each other at the store and share a common love for grape sodas.
Nick Mellon. He's the only and youngest son of the president of a private university; the university that just so happens to be the one Luna attends. Shocker!
6ft1, popular, with a mess of curly brown hair, filled with narcissistic remarks and dazzling grins; he's the least likely person to befriend Luna. But he does.
Luna soon realizes that her fairytale dream of studying this major is not at all what she expects it to be. Encountering a college "queen bee" who never gives up the stage to others, and cold shoulders from the rest of the class, she evidently sticks out like a sore thumb.
Luna finds herself in the middle of auditions, lavish parties, an elite club, many secrets, performances, envy, and a love triangle.
Word Count 📝: 163,380.
(THE ALREADY WRITTEN PARTS ARE)UNDER LIGHT EDITING!
MORE PARTS WILL BE WRITTEN.
Guards and sentries pour into the ballroom from the double-doors.
The ones who were too stunned to act earlier seem to have gotten out of shock and unsheath their swords as they slowly and carefully approach me.
''Ohh, look who wants to have fun! They brought us toys!'' Helera says with sarcasm.
''Uhm, Lera? Your toys seem to count more than 3 dozens, you know.'' I say as they unsheath their weapons and start to encircle me. I had forgotten I just threatened an Alpha.
''I know kiddo!'' She sighs. ''Have a better plan?''
"We could challenge the Alpha Eddie and win the pack. But then we'd have to be a Luna. So much for freedom."
Sentries rise their swords.
A growl shudders the high walls and windows of the ballroom. To my surprise it isn't mine. The guards freeze on their spot, and stare at the source of the constant growl.
''Mate!'' Helera's voice is shockingly soft.
''Soulmate...'' I mentally whisper in his direction. The cease of his growl is the only sign that he heard me.
''Do Not touch her!'' He roars. ''Don't you dare hurt her! She is MINE!'' He roars even louder.
The walls shake and everyone in the ballroom drops down to their knees.
Karalea is soon-to-be-18 years old High school girl who tries to be as normal as possible and hide her true identity in the Human world, that she is a werewolf. But with her exquisite appearance, good grades and reticent behaviour, she is like a magnet that is put in the middle of bolts and needles.
What happens when she graduates human high-school and comes back to her pack?
Does she find her mate?
Or does her mate find her?
⚠️WARNING⚠️ Things just got spicy. So the book isn't recommended if you don't like smut reading! (You probably wouldn't regret reading though ;)