Blade Of The Moon Princess の小説・ストーリー

“It isn’t news that Blue Bloom sent a warrior to kill Your Silver.” “Is it true then?” I asked, acting surprised. Red Moon told me as a secret finding so I’m stunned their princess openly declares it ‘not news’. “My brother was blinded by rage.” She replied. “So it’s true? Your pack sent a warrior to kill an Alpha under Black Hills flag?” Ray raised his voice. Was that how’d he take it? Like Blue Bloom was disrespecting Black Hills? That was a smart and sweet way to defend his sister. The Blue Bloom princess was hesitant to accept it. Where did she even hope to go with that? Why bring up the topic in front of Ray even?

, "Interesting.", he continued, "So I am guessing the moon goddess is not so, righteous?", Isak said. Normally as ardent believer of the principles and beliefs of the goddess of the moon , this was where he would have to draw the line, however over the centuries of resurrection, it had all seemed like a contest where the moon goddess was doing all but just playing games, like they were all actors in this movie of hers , and all the actors of the first battle came to place, however the actors of this current era seemed different, "I have my reservations about her too, but that is all that there Is.", Leuchars said to Isak Emma as he continued to speak, "I may not know what the future holds,

Nichole I was only several centuries old when the first Blue Moon wolf was about to be born. A Blue Moon wolf is a rare and powerful being coveted by all. She will give her mate power beyond their wildest dreams. I am the first witch ever to walk this earth and the best friend of Selene, the Moon Goddess, the creator of the werewolves, children of the moon. Selene came to me before the first was born asking me to help her change their fate.

The audience cheered and then, the Elder turned to me and said, “Princess Talia of Silverfang, daughter of the Alpha King, fated mate to Alpha Nolan, do you stand here of your own will, prepared to bear the weight of Bloodmoon as its Luna?” “I do,” I answered. “Alpha Nolan,” The Elder said as he turned to look at Nolan, “do you swear to stand beside her as mate and equal, to protect her life, her authority, and this pack, even at the cost of your own?” “I swear it,” Nolan replied without hesitation. “Then by the laws of Bloodmoon and under the witness of the Moon Goddess, this bond is recognized.” Marco stepped forward then, holding the crown. It was more beautiful than I had imagined. Diamo

The Moon Stone dust finally glows iridescent, and the Witch smiles. "Unexpectedly, the element dear Princess Isabella Nightlock controls is something never seen before. Our little jewel of the werewolf nation can control the weather, and one day she will be a powerful force to reckon with." The moon dust slowly gathers above the Princess' temple at the Witch's declaration, swirling and glowing brightly as each particle floats gently onto the forehead of the new Royal wolf. The Witch continues to chant, and the crowd stares in shock. Imagine the leaps and bounds their nation can take with this Princess's power. Finally, the moon dust settles and an insignia is left on the Princess' forehead -

She found an old scroll tucked in a hidden chamber marked with the Moon Goddess’s crest. It read: “The Sealed One shall rise when the Luna of Light bears the Moon Flame. Only she can awaken the Blade of Howl and silence the dark.” Aria stared at the final line: “But the Blade can only be forged in blood.” Her heart skipped. Whose blood? Behind her, the door creaked. Kael entered, shirtless, muscles tense, eyes tired. “You found something?” She handed him the scroll. His brows furrowed as he read.

A thin line of blood trickled down my neck. "Watch carefully, Alpha." His silver eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction. "This is what happens when hope survives too long." He lifted the dagger. I closed my eyes. Not in surrender. In prayer. "Selene..." Silence. "I don't need power." My fingers curled against the snow. "I only need one chance." For a heartbeat, nothing happened. Then, a single ray of moonlight pierced the black clouds. One narrow beam. It fell directly onto the silver blade lying several feet away. The weapon blazed with brilliant light. Selene smiled. "The moon is never truly gone." The blade shot into the air as though pulled by an unseen hand. It flew across the battlefield

He did not speak, only unfastened the Northern blue-crystal longsword from his waist and offered it to me. I looked up at him. "My own blade is enough." "This one is different," he said in a low voice. "This is the sword of the Northern Alpha Kings, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself." "I place it in your hands." He took a single knee in the snow, holding the longsword horizontally before him. "From this moment on, you are its master." The hilt of the sword felt burning hot. The Northern blue crystal glowed in my palm. I turned around, gazing toward Black Moon in the south.

*ADRIAN** I let go of the fool I was holding and he fell to the floor in pain. I wonder how much strength the Princess put into punching this guy. Well, it's not like I'd want to find out. I turned around to follow the princess back when Arnold said, "You know she's just using you right? I don't know what she promised you, but she's not going to give it to you. Don't trust her." He slowly stood up, holding his stomach. I watched him walk away and disappear into the shadows.

Rune demanded as he reached for his hair to find strands being cut. “No one calls a Kinsley a runt.” I snorted. Everyone looked at Albert and Agustín for answers. Léonel was the only one who looked terrified when I said Kinsley. As the only wolf in the band, I’d expect him to know my family name. I’d give the rest a pass for being unaware. “Gentleman and Rhapsody,” Albert smiled while Rhapsody scoffed. “May I present Hana Kinsley… the Bloodmoon Princess.”