Callist Moonhidora Novels & Stories

Callista explained. I didn't really catch up with what she was saying, and I didn't care one single bit. Moon goddess. Divine being. Fated mates. Those weren't my cup of tea. "So what happens if he finds his mate?" I asked, genuinely curious. That was the only part that interested me. "He’d be bonded to her for life. That’s what they call a ‘scarred bond,’" Callista replied. Sadness fluttered in the pit of my stomach. Who the hell was this Moon Goddess to fate Thorne with someone else?

Isla’s tone wasn’t pleading, like she’d already prepared herself for the truth long before asking. “Crazy Calista wants to make hybrids,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “Unfortunately, she needs a strange kind of blood to complete her little mission.” I kept my words vague, careful not to name her. She gave a short laugh, one that didn’t sound amused at all. “That’s me,” she said, with a faint smile that shouldn’t have been there. “I’m the cure for her hybrids.” My head snapped up. “How did you know?”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

A thin smile tugged at her lips. This wasn’t over. I knew it. That night, the Moon Goddess visited me in a dream. I stood on a cliff, the sea below churning silver beneath the light of a full moon. The wind tore at my hair, but I felt calm, steady, alive. “You have been hidden too long,” she said. Her voice carried over the waves. “You have been trained to fear your own power, but it is time to awaken.” “I don’t know how,” I whispered.

Calista said, "Why are you looking at me not looking at the moon? See how beautiful the moon is in the sky." Rhino said, "Who said I am not seeing the moon? I've been seeing my moon ever since." Calista said with furrowed brows, "What do you mean? The moon is in the sky. How are you looking at the moon?" Rhino said with a smile, "What is in the sky, that is your moon. My moon is here, beside me. And my moon is more beautiful than the moon in that sky." Calista turned red with shame.

Since the alpha of the pack treated me badly, the remaining people saw that as an opening to get to me and treat me like I was dirt under their feet. “She has gotten better at running, don't you think?” One that was in his human form said. I could hear him clearly because they were near. Fear rattled my bones and I could not bring myself to go any further, just at that same pace. “Pl…please moon goddess. …Don't let them get me….again.” I muttered softly under my breath, tears falling this time. I didn't make any attempt to clean it.

earlobe as he ended his declaration to which made me feel warmth in places that would have made me shameful under the bedsheets. Isabella saw what had happened, and started to get Leonidas out of the room, “My god of the eclipse please leave our goddess of the moon alone, she must rest,” Her words made my mate move up a bit to say in a more powerful state, “her name is not the goodness of the moon, for our daughter whom you hold is the daughter of the moon, Louise is to be known as the Cerenity of life, I am known as the guardian Vargs, and Enzo the messenger of fate. For now, all I can say is that we have a higher power that works with us to keep the balance of life at all times, called th

So did Astrid, because she turned fast and put herself half in Calista’s path again, though she was still shaking from the last time. Calista ignored all of them. She stepped forward and lifted her chin like she was addressing fools too stubborn to hear what was obvious. “I saw it,” she said. “In one of my visions. Someone on our side of the barrier opening it. Someone bringing destruction to our kind.” Odessa’s face tightened at once. Astrid looked like she wanted to grab the words out of the air and force them back into Calista’s mouth. Calista pointed at me. “Who else could it be if not an Outland offspring?”

And then a figure descended from the sky, cloaked in flame, stepping into the courtyard like a comet crash. Lucien drew his blade instantly. Rowan muttered, “That’s… impossible.” The figure straightened. A woman. Golden eyes. A sword of molten fire. And a sigil Ava had only seen once—on the Vault Keeper’s scrolls. “I am Calindra,” she said. “Heir of the Forgotten Moon. And I’ve come to finish what Nyra started.” 4. The Call to War Again The Council erupted into chaos. Rowan slammed his fists on the table. “We just rebuilt peace!”

Soft and glowing, her delicate skin resembled a warm caramel shade that shone brilliantly in the sunlight; unlike anyone else, she was unique in appearance. Moon was her name, and it was fitting for the innocent, fairy-like creature she was. Those who passed by her throughout her at the flower garden were awestruck by her beauty. Some would say they fell in love at first sight, while others might think that they had been bewitched by the enchantress. But in tribulation when all the evil forces were behind that fairy, Moon walked into the Lycan's sight, his heart clenched with desire, and he knew without a doubt in his heart that the beauty belonged exclusively to him; he had to own her.