Blood Moon Goddess Novels & Stories

The elder who’d first spoke answered and Valerie mentally slapped herself, she had also forgotten about the full moon. “Okay, in celebration of the moon goddess, when we all gather to celebrate and reaffirm our bond, I will bring you all to the light of my quest. The quest, the assignment the moon goddess has given to me that I must carry out and cannot deny.” She finished as she stood up and they stood with her.

I could only cry. Just when I thought I was free. Perhaps they were right after all, I was cursed by the moon goddess herself. I wondered what wrong I had done to the moon goddess in my past life to be subjected to this kind of life. With pain, I stood up from the bed, putting on my clothes slowly. My bottom was throbbing with pain. I could hardly stand fully on my feet. I stared at the room for the last time in tears then I turned around. It hurt so much that I was even unwanted by everyone I came across including my mates.

A sickening crunch was the last thing I heard. Darkness embraced me. However she was kind, soft and somewhat reassuring. She whispered words to me. A gentle touch on my mind as she showed me secrets. Glimpses of a world she coaxed me to remember. A city of gold and silver. A home that knew no fear. A place where love and war were one and the same. I saw a woman–tall and beautiful, her ears as sharp as her golden sword, her eyes a wonder to behold, orbs of molten gold.

Zeonen sneered. His mocking gaze, full of scorn and derision, seemed to ask Eradine if she thought herself better than the woman who was his fate, his destiny. The woman whose soul was tied to his by the Moon Goddess herself. Eradine covered her chest, her heart throbbing with pain, as her mouth filled with the sweet taste of fresh blood. The blow she suffered under his frosty and alien stare had caused her to bite her lips until she drew blood.

Disgusting greenish-black blood spilled everywhere. Everybody gasped while looking at the goddess in front of them. Alex’s appearance had changed the moment a blue moon defeated the blood moon. Now, the light of the blue moon glowed on her. Her long wavy blue with silver flecks hair danced with the wind, and her eyes turned to silver with gold flecks. Her white, blue dress hugged perfectly in her fit body. A shining sword in her hands tinted with greenish-black blood of the giant three-headed snake demon beast. It stunned everyone, and their mouths hung in awe while staring at the Goddess.

The morning light hit them at the same angle, and even before he moved, the pieces seemed to lean toward each other like two things that remembered they belonged as one. “The Blood Moon Crystal wasn’t made,” Zephyr said, his voice dropping into that deeper, more serious tone he used when something truly mattered. “It wasn’t forged or crafted or conjured. It grew. Over centuries, deep in the rock beneath the oldest forest on this continent, fed by the energy of every wolf that ever ran above it.” He slowly brought his hands together. “It was whole once. And it’s been waiting to be whole again.” The second the two pieces touched, the light came.

We bent to read the plaque. "Luna Jessica of the Blood Moon pack, the second of the pack to be Corrupted, victim of the Silver Hands." the plaque read. "Your mother," Mabel told me. She walked to a cabinet I hadn't noticed and got out a round, white rock. It was big enough to fit in the cup of her palms. "Moon rock," she told me. "Harnesses the light of the moon. It captures moonlight, and releases it when the user needs it."

Everyone turned to stare at the heir who stood alone. He had no mate. Their gaze turns to the Moon Goddess, seeking for an answer. "On the night of the full moon, you shall get your mate. And then you just find her. Your mate. She would have a crescent moon shaped birthmark" The Moon Goddess said. " Freya, you have to help him find her because only you can help him do so" she continued. " We need to find her. She is our lost bloodline, we need to find her before our enemies do" she completed.

I turned to the second page and continued reading aloud: CHAPTER ONE - HISTORY OF THE MOON The history of the gods and goddesses of the moon spans various cultures and mythologies. Selene (Greek Mythology): Selene is the Greek goddess of the moon, often depicted as a beautiful woman with a crescent moon on her head, riding a chariot across the night sky. She is the daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Theia, and the sister of Helios (the sun god) and Eos (the dawn goddess). Selene had many romantic liaisons, the most famous being her love for the mortal shepherd Endymion, whom she put into an eternal sleep to keep him forever youthful.

One clasped a metallic hand around her arm holding her in place as she thrashed and cursed. And then they appeared. The Moon Goddess and the hooded goddess from the realm of the heavens stepped into the clearing. Their presence filling the air with a power so strong I nearly dropped to my knees in submission. Nora and Zia actually did. I was too exhausted and no force could make me fall with Nevaeh in my arms. The Moon Goddess radiated fury her silver hair shimmering as if lit by the moon itself. Her voice was sharp slocing theough the night.