By The Light Of The Moon Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

[Yeah, the questions should come rolling. Am still so interested to give this book a happy ending but for now, this is just Volume 1] [Imagination works well with this chapter. Do your best and ask questions where neccessary] Across the distant world, a black sea surfed with waves raising the tides at an increasing speed. The moon bathed the dark blue sky hovering below a dark expanse. The moon's radiance was blinding above the dark rocky expanse, it's white flames lighting up the arena. The pressure cutting and crushing from above hit the dark expanse only to raise and fall on it again reducing the atmospheric stone into granules. The incandescent light had been burning for quite a while, i

Then look at Fly who is walking away from me. I don’t know who I will follow. I took a deep breath then walked to the stairs near the entrance, I took a book as I passed an empty room where there were some books. I looked out the window and saw a black vehicle entering the Moonlight entrance gate. It looks like it's Dark's car, it looks like Dark is here in Moonlight again. I sat on one side of the stairs on the side of it and started to read supposedly, but no matter what I did to focus on my reading, my brain did not absorb the letters and words of the book.

“Always were.” She smiled — soft and tearful. “Then don’t ever forget what the light is meant for. Not to burn… but to guide.” The moon above them pulsed — a strange, radiant shimmer rolling through the sky. The temple bells began to chime, and a hush fell over the city. Everyone looked up, hands clasped in prayer or awe. “The Moon’s Blessing,” Elara breathed. “It’s returning.” The silvery light poured down like rain, touching roofs, trees, and hearts. The glow wrapped around the two of them, bright and alive, until the very air seemed to hum with joy. Kael turned toward her as if drawn by the light itself.

The deeper they went, the colder the air became. Dust floated through the narrow beams of light. Rows of towering shelves appeared in the darkness below—filled with scrolls older than kingdoms. Secrets forgotten by the world. If answers about the mysterious moon existed… They would be hidden here. Lyra walked between the towering shelves slowly. Her mark pulsed again. And somewhere deep in the library… something shifted in the shadows. Unseen. Watching. Waiting. The Thirteenth Moon had risen. And its story had only just begun. 🌙

“This is my body! She can’t take it from me!” But the more I pulled, the stronger the light became. It wrapped around Cara, lifting her, pouring into her veins. Her eyes blazed, no longer just hers—they were filled with divine fire. My strength slipped, my grip faltered, and the light seared through me, forcing me back, back into the shadows I’d fought so hard to escape. And then, with one final surge, Cara tore free of my hands. She stood tall, radiant, as the Moon Goddess whispered through her lips: “The light has chosen.”

“You were born in a world we had to break to make whole again.” And as the pack’s song rose to meet the stars, the moon shone brighter, as if smiling upon the children of her dawn. And thus began the Age of Balance. Where moonlight met shadow without fear, and love outlasted prophecy. The Goddess slept, the dark at peace, and her children learned at last to choose— not between light or night, but the endless dawn that lives between them. 🖋️ Author’s Note To my dear readers, From the first flicker of moonlight on the page to the final breath beneath its glow—thank you. Thank you for walking beside Emry, Braxton, Eastin, Lira, and every soul who found themselves tangled in the shadows and lig

I’ll pay if this is the price. As I stood up, the ancient book remained in my hands. I felt my legs trembling, but intentionally made them stay still. The ritual had to take place under the influence of the Blood Moon. Its light brought the curse, but it was defeated by its light. What happens when you shine? I ran. The palace chambers were now devoid of people, quiet but evocative. Shattered windows were flooded by the blood moon, turning everything red? Running towards the highest tower, I felt the stone below my feet cold.

"Doesn’t matter. You need protection. We all do. And a coven bond will make us stronger than anything Zach—or Derek—can throw at us." Rita’s chest warmed. She set the bowl aside. "Okay. Let’s do it." Midnight – The Old Oak Grove The moon hung full and heavy over the clearing, its silver light filtering through the ancient oak branches. The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water.

Could it be that the light magic comes out in the aftermath of positive moments? By now the light is so bright that I have to squint, and it’s blazing through the canvas of the tent like a beacon. It isn’t until too late that it dawns on me to be worried, alarm bells going off in the back of my mind as I bask in the literal glow of my affection for Atlas. Wait, if the werebears are looking for the Blood Moon pack— That’s all I have time to think. As if on cue, the sounds of chaos erupt from outside the tent, coming, of course, from the direction of the pack encampment.

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.