Banyan Moon Novels & Stories

Dean shouted. “Okay, okay”. Bane said raising his hand in the air in surrender. “I'll talk, there's no need to be aggressive”. He added. “Then talk”! Dean replied. “Avery's child is blessed by the moon goddess but he was also cursed by the dark god”. Bane said. “What does that mean”? Dean asked with a frown. “It means that on the day he is born, he will either bring untold calamity to everyone around him or he will bring blessings and unity “. Bane replied.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

**** Pov: Lupa. The forest is heavy with mist, the full moon cutting through the haze like a blade. I kneel on the damp earth, my knees sinking into moss, hands pressed to the ground as I whisper prayers to the Moon Goddess. It’s been years since I’ve felt her call this strong, a pull in my bones that drags me from my bed in the Nightshade compound. My silver hair hangs loose, catching the moonlight, and my breath steadies as I offer my heart to her guidance. Ember, our Luna, is fierce but young, and with Rowan and Caelen in her care, I need wisdom to steer her right.

Ronan Selene and I still stood on the balcony staring out at the sky. Strange that I was staring so hard at the recent moon like It dad fucking betrayed me by appearing. It glowed so faintly. This wasn’t supposed to be like this. The prophecy had said that the full moon would return once the bond was complete, but then again there was the part about finding the balance. So that leads us to where we were at this moment, Filled with tension and emotions neither of us could fully voice nor even find the right words to, and a moon that refused to shine whole

I breathed. "I have very little time," she said urgently, her form already beginning to flicker. "The barriers between worlds are strengthening as the Convergence approaches. But you must know the truth about what you are." "The Moon Prophecy," Elder Mabel said with sudden understanding. "You're the subject of the Moon Prophecy." "What prophecy?" Kael demanded, his Alpha authority making the air practically vibrate with power. Celestine's eyes found mine, filled with pride and sorrow. "When the supernatural world split into Lumina and Umbra factions, when the ancient unity was shattered, the moon goddess Selene herself wept for what was lost. She prophesied that one day, a child would be bor

That was where I stood, the Moon Trial ring. Kael, the rogue leader, stood just outside the circle. He was a big man with scars across his face. “The circle is charged with lunar ash.” he said, his voice echoing. “It will amplify what is in you, if you are what you claim to be, the moon’s power will answer, you will make the ash glow with your own light, you have until the moon reaches the shaft above.” He pointed upward. High in the cavern roof, a narrow shaft was cut, a perfect beam of cold, white moonlight shone straight down, inching slowly across the stone floor toward the edge of my circle. It was a timer.

“And I will. After a year as your Luna. I will not be known as an omega. You will make certain I’m never imprisoned, enslaved, or hunted. Ever.” “I cannot—” “You can. You’re Damon Bane.” Our silence stretched. Then he growled, exasperated. “Agreed.” Just like that. My life–reduced to a word. I watched him for a moment longer. Trying to catch any sign of a lie. Was he trying to play a game where I’ll lose… again? Was this real? Another chance at my freedom made a certain bubble in my heart dance. Or was that something else? Then I held out my hand.

"Fine. What do I do now that I'm actually on the damn thing?" "Now you learn to ride." He patted the mare's shoulder. "Her name is Moonsilver, by the way. Might help to know that." "You're joking." "I never joke about horses." "Alright, Moonsilver," I said to the mare. "Let's try not to kill each other." The next two hours were grueling. I fell twice more (though only once involved actual contact with the ground). My thighs screamed from gripping the saddle. My hands were raw from the reins.

His wolves flanked him, the air around them crackling with restrained violence. The rogue leader stumbled backward, his confidence faltering for the first time. “Luca…” Luca tilted his head, slow and deliberate. Dangerous. “You have three seconds to explain why you’re in my territory.” The rogue leader straightened, his bravado returning. “We came for her.” He motioned to Raven. “She’s Moonborn, isn’t she? You know what that means.” Luca didn’t blink. “I do.” “Then you know we can’t allow her to live.”

The moon hung low in the sky, its silver light casting an ethereal glow over the clearing. It was a waxing gibbous, nearly full, the night thick with anticipation for what was to come. Tomorrow, they would march on Sakura Heiei, a mission to rescue Johnson, Isagani, and the others who had been captured. Alice knew she had to be ready—her powers of vision, psychometry, and telepathy were their key to survival. But controlling them in this era had always been a struggle, and tonight was her last chance to master them before the dangerous mission.