Banshee Moon Nude Novels & Stories

Then I stopped in shock. The monitors showed footage of an opulent bathroom, which reminded me of the one that the wolves had granted to me in the Jungles, after I’d Wolve Bitten Moon. There was a marble bath and a pile of fluffy towels. Mbuttage oils were ranked around the steaming water and rose petals floated on top. It should’ve been romantic. Except for how it was Moon who was naked apart from his leather collar in the water, holding himself with a terrible stiffness, when his look was dead and blank.

Silas’s expression sharpened, his gaze locked on her. “The Moon Goddess doesn’t choose an heir through politics or bloodline alone. She marks them—a pattern like no other, etched into the skin, glowing only beneath the light of a full moon. It cannot be faked. It cannot be denied.” Celeste looked down at her hands, her voice trembling. “I carry those markings.”

I raised my head slowly and gaped, my hand flew to my mouth to stifle an involuntary shriek. “Is it me?” A gorgeous girl wearing a knee-length topless green gown with front drape, was what stared back at me. I was gobsmacked by my new hair color and bold makeup. My screams panicked Lisa and company, they went out and sent Hayden instead. “Oh, my goodness! Who is this hot babe?” He chuckled, showed me a thumbs up sign to calm me down. His unique praising style was one of its own. “I can see why the Moon Goddess is famous among immortals. SHE loves to create masterpieces!

Cilyna's mother began. The full moon's silvery glow shines down as a spot light on a pure white wolf with golden eyes that glowed with the magic of the moon goddess. She leaned down to get a drink from the cold steam and suddenly noticed a pair of eyes standing behind her in the reflection from the water. The white wolf eases closer and she slowly turns to face this beautiful creature hoping for the best. The golden eyes piercing glare lasted only a moment before the wolf started growling. The girl resembed the moon goddess that cursed her and the girl's face sent the beast into a frenzy.

Just as we were throwing claws, blood filling our clothes as they tore through, Moon came down running towards me and like a golden opportunity to tame me, she grabbed Moon and used her as cover holding her sharp claws close to her throat, I shifted back into a human form, "Let her go?" I demanded with pleading eyes. She pulled her along, throwing her claws into the air and about to smash them against her skin, the light in the room went off and everyone became bothered, that was strange, but not eerily similar to her bring slaughtered, gifted by the moon goddess, I was at a huge advantage, I quickly snapped Moon out of her hand, and darted for the door, like as fast as my leg could take me

Beta Bill replied, looking from Tatum to me and back before continuing, “However the only Luna in this room that I am aware of is your mother, Alpha Heir Frankie.” I looked at Frankie and he nodded before addressing the room. “Please allow me to clarify things. This goes no further than this room until after the blood moon. May I present to you the next Luna of the Cold Moon Pack, Nichole Pamela Gaffney. We have chosen that regardless if we are fated to one another by Selene, we will be claiming and marking one another under the blood moon two nights from now.” Tatum shocked the room by standing and kneeling on one knee saying, “My apologies my Luna. I was harassing my best friend's girlfri

It curled around my ankles like smoke finding bones. The rogue’s gaze snapped down, then back up. “You’re doing that.” “I’m not—” I rasped, clutching my chest. He leaned close, voice dropping to a whisper meant only for me. “Black Moonwater wasn’t a curse. It was a claim.” A shape moved between the trunks. Kieran stepped into the copper eclipse light, jacket open, hair wind-tossed from running. His eyes looked almost black here—storm-heavy and wild. When he saw me, something in his face broke. Not tenderness—possession. Relief sharpening into anger.

The moment I crossed it, the final thread binding me to the pack snapped. I fell to my knees. Tears poured freely down my face as I looked up at the sky. The moon loomed large and was turning red. “You gave me a home,” I whispered to the Moon Goddess, my voice trembling. “And now you’ve taken it away. But please don’t let my banishment be in vain. Let the truth come to light. And when it does, let those who hurt me feel twice the pain they’ve caused.” The wind howled through the trees as if carrying my words to the heavens. And beneath that blood-red moon, I cried until there were no tears left.

Our house is situated towards one edge of the pack territory and the lush trees just past the next row of houses washes over me in that clean, calm way. I really don’t want to be a rogue living among humans, but I don’t know how to get Declan or his father to let me go completely. Once I am free the gag order no longer applies, but I’m not vindictive enough to go spreading secrets. I just want my life back. The problem I foresee is that many of our neighboring packs know what happened, they know he traded his Goddess given mate for a chosen one. I met most of them as the future Luna, which puts me at risk of being used against Delcan and his parents. I’m not interested in being in danger or

The sun had dipped low, casting long shadows across the worn stone floor. "You still haven’t explained why you kept it from us, that you’re a banshee," June said, her voice edged with hurt more than anger. Zinnia scoffed softly, arms crossed, eyes avoiding ours. "That’s my biggest insecurity," she muttered. I blinked at her, not buying it. "There’s no way you’re saying that like it’s enough of a reason." She didn’t respond. Her eyes dropped down suddenly, focusing on my hand. "What’s that?" she asked, frowning. "It looks like... the Moon Goddess statue is on it."