"The way I see it you need me for this to work and I..." Emilio trailed off. He was roughly pulled into one of the rooms without notice causing him to panic. Casting his eyes at the person who grabbed him. Recognition dawned in his eyes causing him to relax. The tension in his body was released. "Allegra, what is the meaning is this?" asked Emilio. "What's with your new friendship with Daylen?"Emilio leaned back to the door. He crossed his hands before his chest, he wasn't sure where to begin. His newfound friendship with Daylen was a part of his new plan. His endgame was Syvan but he realized that in order to get the crown prince, he had to get rid of his mate. Syvan and Daylen we're at odds. The reason was unknown to him however it intrigued his interest. Daylen showed interest in him to hurt Syvan, the game he understood too well. Only he planned to make it permanent. Daylen used him as a game. A game that was going to become a reality. All he had to do is ensure the rift b

"Happiness is the one thing gods will never have," Daylen heard and turned around. His eyes opened wide with shock as he glanced at the moon goddess standing behind him with two elders keeping guard behind her. She wore a sleeveless silver dress with the emblem of the moon on it. Her dress stretched to the ground. Her silver hair was tied in a bun with silver circlets aligned in her hair in the shape of the moon. Her hands elapsed in front of her, holding herself with the grace and elegance of a goddess.Her face held the most beautiful smile. Daylen rubbed his eyes wondering if he was daydreaming. It was unlike his mother to descend to earth from the moon palace. The moob goddess was taking her nap, having her stand right before him was a mere wish. "I didn't keep you from love because I hate you, son. I was simply trying to protect you from the pain of love," the moon goddess uttered. Daylen felt his cheeks wet with tears of happiness. In his heart, he had prayed to see her. To

No man can live forever unless they possess the heart of a star. Even immortals find a way to cease to exist at some point. To maintain the balance of life, nature ensures that everything that lives has a way of dying.The moon goddess understood this fact better than anyone. As a divine being received her essence from the Moon but with her successor in line her connection to the moon was getting weaker.However, she was filled with dread. Her one and only son's life is threatened. His life was in danger even before he got a chance to bloom and shine all across the world as the moon God.Daylen was far from creating his legacy. There were no stories of the moon God, no myths or legends. If the prophecy were to come true, there will be no way of saving him. For God to come through power from people's beliefs to continue existing. But when the world does not know he exists how can he drop power from them?Selene paced up and down. Forcing his son's hand into living with the man he loves

"Can we leave now?"Selene shook her head. Daylen was going down a lonely path. A path she would wish on him. He had learned the same lessons she was forced to learn. First love isn't always a person's last love. Soulmates might be destined to each other but that doesn't ascertain that they would end up together. And not every love story has a happy ending like the fairytale stories. Eventually, the version of love we believe in our hearts proves to be the opposite of what goes on in reality. Love doesn't hurt, expectation does. Selene put her foot down to save Daylen from suffocating from his breath. "You will complete your list. This is an order."Daylen blinked. A tear fell down his cheek. Noises rang in his head. Energy draining from his body, Daylen could feel something off with his body. But he couldn't care enough to check it. He strode forward determined to return to the silver palace. He had disobeyed his mother once there was no reason not to do it again. It was his life

Dressed in a pure white dress, the moon goddess stood under the moon. Her son laying on the ground before her. The elders formed circles around the moon goddess and her son. Their hearts cry and mourn for the goddess. The worst feeling about the light ritual is that they get to mourn someone who is still alive. Selene reached out for the crown on her head. The silver crown has rested on her head for centuries. It was the first time she took it off with no intention of putting it on again. Uri dropped her head. Never did she imagine as soon as she began her journey as an elder she would get to witness the moon goddess fall. "What's happening?" asked Emilio. He stood next to Uri dressed in white. Uri failed to explain what was happening, she only informed him that he needed to change his attire and stand in line with the elders. Emilio felt something amiss. It looked like a funeral, the atmosphere was sad and miserable. But Selene assured him that Daylen would be alright. He was