Novel & Cerita Alastor Moody Book

ASHER I was sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling aimlessly while my thoughts wandered anywhere and everywhere. I did not know why the Moon Goddess would play this cruel game with me, but it was vicious at its best. The soft light filtering through the curtains did nothing to chase away the shadows in my head. Every breath felt heavy, like a weight pressing down on my chest. I couldn’t escape it—this feeling of being trapped, bound by ties I didn’t ask for but couldn’t break.

what he had done to Finley. He also wrote about his dad and how he felt abandoned. He wrote about his friends .. how they meant the world to him.. how they’d become His family. She understood that all too well. Then there was an entry about her. He wrote: “I saw the most beautiful girl Ive ever laid eyes on tonight. Just for a second. We were at the theater in the parking lot .. and she was in a car at the stoplight. Her eyes were unreal. I swear I think she might be an angel. They were grey, or silver. But they looked just like the moon. They pulled me in. But that wasn’t all. I immediately saw pain in them. She has been hurt .. badly.. in her life. I kind of want to save her .. but I can’t

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.

“I’m not a wolf. I don’t belong here.” Astra reached out again, her touch light but steady. “Maybe not,” she said. “But the Moon Goddess chose you. And sometimes the fiercest wolves are born without fangs.” Later that evening, Octavia managed to eat. Just enough. Not out of hunger, but to silence Astra’s concern. She didn’t speak again that day. But that night, as the moon rose high above the forest and shadows lengthened in her room, she lay on her side eyes wide open, mind racing like a storm with no end.

The moon guided her path down the corridor, until she stepped out into the open courtyard where the pool shimmered like liquid glass. She sat at the edge, letting her legs slip into the cool water. The touch of it sent a shiver up her spine. Her short white kimono robe fluttered softly in the night breeze, glowing faintly beneath the silver moonlight, an ethereal goddess unaware of the storm about to unfold. Alessia looked down at the book resting on her lap. Something deep inside whispered not to open it. But curiosity… it was a dangerous, hungry thing. She brushed the dust off the cover and flipped to the first page. Cobwebs clung to the paper, delicate and ancient. A spider crawled lazily

My heart pounded against my ribs as I realized that it was a trap . The scarred rogue folded his arms, satisfaction shining in his eyes. “Our Alpha gave us one order.”He took a slow step toward me. “If we ever found you alive…” A cruel smile spread across his face. “…we were to bring you back.”

WOLVES OF THE DARK MOON SERIES BOOK 1- ALPHA RICK BOOK 2- ALPHA BLACK AND HIS LUNA ~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1- Whiskey Abigail "Hey, Abs... earth to Abigail!" My best friend Marisa says, making me come out of my trance as I stared stupidly at the ceiling while I listened to the birds singing. I wanted to suppress the feelings inside of me, just for a little while, if I could. "Hi, Marisa. What time is it?" I said as I sat up after lying down on the grass of our school field.

Harry asked and surveyed the cyclone. "Only a daughter of the Moon Goddess could see it," Ashely added. Glancing towards Anna, she hoped that this time the healer would choose the right path knowing something the rest didn't. When the smallest of the creature approached them, Ashley took her silver dagger and planted them in the ground followed by her golden dagger and her serrated knives at closer intervals. The smallest Sandjinn saw her approach, it immediately launched for her, propelling itself at her as though thrown by an enormous hand. But it rolled over the dagger in the scrape, which cut morsels of sand out of its body, and that very same moment Ashely disappeared. Harry and Anna ga

I asked between my sobs. Alastair frowned. He raised his hand into the air and lectured like a false prophet. “What else? I was tired of being trapped. We were so much stronger than humans. We could rule this world, but that moon slut wouldn’t let us free.” ‘Hell no, did he call Moon Goddess a slut? That was intolerable!’ Mythril growled and roared louder. Her anger spread and ignited a flame inside my chest. “That’s it, Alastair. You’re going down,” Harlow growled and transformed into a large gray Lycan.

For a brief moment Alistair's eyes widened with shock as his eyes fell on the book but he quickly recovered, the reaction was gone too quickly for Audrey to take notice of. Carefully he took the book in his arms, his eyes narrowing in suspicion as he skimmed over the book. He flips the cover, a signature at the corner of the pages catching his eye before he slams the book shut. His sudden reaction surprised Audrey to the point where she leans back, her brows dipped in confusion as she watched Alistair place the book under the piles of books he had come with. "I-it spoke about a dark beast that had reduced the city to ashes, an old spirit, a dark and evil being that terrorizes and comes to sp