Blade Of The Moon Princess Novels & Stories

“She is human.” “The Moon does not require fangs,” Elaren replied and silence followed. “What happens during it?” I asked. “You walk through sacred moonlight,” she said. “If the Moon finds nothing in you, you leave unchanged. If it finds something, it will show it.” The envoy folded his hands behind his back. “A transparent assessment.” “Humans are not subjected to pack trials,” Kaelor said. “This one is voluntary,” Elaren answered. The envoy looked at me. “If there is nothing to conceal, the Trial should present no difficulty.”

I heard Alec’s voice and I was glad to know he was fine. “She has accepted who she is.” Tristan spoke, except he this time it wasn’t telepathically. “Why does she look different?” Hunter asked. I didn’t know what Hunter meant, but it didn’t really matter at the moment. The only thing I needed to be looking at right now was the grotesque being in front of me. It smelled of death, the black mist I had seen when I had been trapped was swirling around, giving the creature the appearance of a wolf. “She is the Moon Princess, now that she has accepted who she is, she carries the mark of the moon. This is who she has always been meant to be.” My father spoke, sounding strong and very much alive.

Tala reassured him as she walked past him. Tala walked in the direction where she thought she saw something. The trees started to get very dense, and Tala looked back. She knew they would not be able to see her anymore. She looked around and looked on the ground. She did see some footprints and followed them. She walked deeper into the woods and then heard something very close to her. She stopped in her tracks and looked around. Not to far in front of her, someone came out from behind a tree. “Moon Princess” He spoke and bowed down in front of her.

he asks me. “I did Harlan, and before I slept, I prayed to the moon goddess to show me something about my Mate. She did, she took me to his palace. He is the prince of the Vampire Kingdoms and his name is Blake,” I tell them. They look happy that I know his name. Cyrus raises his hand and I point at him.

Instead of offering it hilt first, he reversed it and placed the bone blade across both her palms. “This is the Blade of First Blood,” he explained. “During the rite, the Luna draws a single drop from her Alpha’s palm and offers it to the moon. The pack tastes the bond through shared earth and sky.” Ashley closed her fingers around the hilt. The bone felt warm, almost alive. “And if I refuse?” His lips curved. “Then the rite fails, and we start over tomorrow night. And the night after. Until the Goddess is satisfied.” She smiled despite the solemnity. “Stubborn.”

Not like this. Just as the blade descended, a flash of white light illuminated the battlefield. The Moon Goddess appeared, her presence radiant and powerful, her aura shaking the very air around them. With a swift motion, she snatched the ring back from Ralph, her fingers glowing with divine energy. “No!” Selene cried, as she turned to face the Moon Goddess. But it was too late. The Goddess moved swiftly, covering Raven’s body with her own, and just as Selene’s knife came down, it pierced through the Goddess’s back instead of Raven’s heart.

A girl, maybe sixteen years old, with silver hair and eyes that blazed with power I recognized immediately. Moonspire power. But stronger than anything I had ever felt. "Who are you?" I gasped. "I am Princess Luna of House Moonspire," she replied with a smile that could have lit up worlds. "Your niece. And I brought friends." Behind her came others. Young people bearing the marks of noble bloodlines I thought extinct. A boy with storm-touched eyes and lightning in his hair. Twin girls whose skin glowed with inner fire. A youth whose very presence made the shadow realm's ground turn green beneath his feet.

Elen hesitates, then quietly follows after giving me an understanding nod. That night, long after the moon has crossed its highest point, I find it. A dagger, obsidian-handled and carved with lunar runes, rests on my windowsill. It gleams silver, humming softly, as if alive. Beside it, a note written in curling script: ~"The moon chooses. One daughter to end. One daughter to mend. This blade will know the difference. Let it lead you. Let it bleed truth."~ And at the bottom, scrawled in softer ink:

“No, I’m fine. Thank you for saving me.” Princess Raini was immediately drawn in by the lady’s visual and even her voice sounding like a spell in her ear. “I’m Raini of the Crescent Luna. May I know your name?” The beautiful lady finally smiled. “Primrose the Moonflower.” The princess’s brows furrowed upon hearing the name. “Are you… part of another wolf pack? I never heard of the Moonflower pack before.” Primrose subtly giggled. “I lost my way here and I can’t seem to get out. I’m a witch.”

This was not how I planned it. I stood at the edge of the madness, my fingers tightening around the Silver Blade. Its presence thrummed in my grip, a silent reminder of the power it held. My blood had bonded with it. I could feel it singing to me, begging to be used, to be fed. But not yet. The blade was not for these insects. It was for her. I let out a slow breath, my patience thinning as I watched the battle unfold. The Silver Moon pack was locked in combat with the Moon Blood warriors, their bodies twisting, shifting between forms as they tore into each other.