Mystery of Reborn Luna

"You will die if you don't stop writing novels!" Ella shouted at me. I laughed while showing her my last work."If we do not find a story we want, we have to write it ourselves," I said excitedly."All stories are the same," she replied.I continued, "Oh no! It is different from the usual werewolf stories." Ella looked at me angrily. She replied, "I know. I like your werewolf novel. I know your writing is like filling your soul. However, your current situation is not like before, Celine. Your heart is not well. You cannot force your body to do everything at once. You have to choose between your job in the company or your writing career."I snorted. She frowned her forehead and looked at me angrily.My name is Celine Young, a 29-year-old girl with a steady job with a good salary. However, my passion for writing was unstoppable, so I decided to write a novel online whenever I got home from work. That is why I always write at night because I have a different job in the morning.In the m

He saw the frightened expression on my face. The werewolf's eyes suddenly turned to pity for me. I also can catch a glimpse of sadness in his eyes. He finally changes back into a handsome man.It is freaking me out to see someone transform into a werewolf and become human again. The man extended his hand towards me. I didn't accept it because I was still in shock. Then he grabbed my arm, helping me to get up."I have shown my true self. Do you still not remember me?" asked the man.I ran scared. I did not even intend to answer that stupid question. It was so obvious that I did not know him. In fact, I have never seen a monster like that before. This time, I ran much faster than before. After learning the true form of that man, I was even more worried that He would kill me.The guy is not trying to catch me anymore. From a distance, I looked back. His head was down as if he was sad.The darkness of the night makes my body cold. I ran far enough. I moved away from the forest where I ha

A werewolf is seen still standing with his head down in the forest. Inside the woods is a small village where a pack of werewolves live. The werewolf pack is called "The Serenade Moon". These werewolves love a wave of peace and do not want to mingle with normies, the real human. Living with humans is complicated because they will likely ruin their happy life once they know that werewolf is real.Jake, the pack's Alpha, returns to his village with a sad face. He did not think that the girl he loved did not recognize him at all. To him, It was strange. The woman had never acted like that before. Jake felt like he faced a different person.He walked home with great disappointment. As time went on, his mind returned to restlessness. The entire werewolf pack greeted him with sad faces because they all thought the woman was dead. However, what happened was that the woman was alive."Give Jake a space," said someone in the crowd, asking everyone to go home. She took Jake's hand to enter afte

Jane Evelyn, I described her in my novel as someone who moved Serenade Moon's heart. Its existence is crucial in the midst of the entire werewolf pack's life. I described this woman as an intelligent and wise figure.Now, I have to play the role of that woman while figuring everything out. I wonder if this world is just my imagination or if this is how my life is. However, being Jane Evelyn would be too much for me. I could not be more clever and wise. I need to find out the answer. Am I Jane? Or what? Too much hassle in my head tonight. I could not fully understand the situation I was in yet. I sleep tired. Dark embraces me serenely.Tonight, I am sleeping in this house. Jake sleeps in another room because I asked him to. To me, it felt strange to act like the lover of a stranger I had just met.Wolf voices could be heard from a distance. I woke up shortly after I fell asleep. This village full of werewolves is a little different from humans. Now, I am back to trying to sleep again a

"Did you do plastic surgery?" she asked.The woman walked around me with a suspicious look. No one had done anything like that before. I felt like a suspect in a murder case being interrogated by a police officer."Beatrix... it's me, Celine. You won't believe it. Same. I can't believe what happened to me either. But, believe me, I need you tonight. I don't have a place to live right now..." I said whining begging for mercy.She shook her head."No. This is impossible. This must be a trap." muttered her."No. It's me, Beatrix... I'm Celine Young. The person who ended up writing fiction because of what you said at the time..." I answered.Instantly she dropped her jaw once again."You're not Celine Young, are you? Tell me! What's Celine Young's pen name!" challenge Beatrix to prove that I am Celine Young.It's not difficult for me to say my pen name. Of all the people in my life, Beatrix is the only one who knows what my real pen name is."If I told you my pen name, would you give me a