Chosen By The Moon By Izabella W Novels & Stories

Oliver didn’t stop. “There are records,” he said. “Old ones. Stories passed down through packs.” Damon’s attention sharpened. “What kind of stories?” Oliver’s voice lowered slightly. “About a wolf chosen by the Moon Goddess herself.” Lyra’s heart skipped. “A wolf marked at birth… carrying power that doesn’t belong to any pack.” Silence filled the room. Damon’s gaze slowly turned to Lyra. “That’s not possible,” he said. Oliver didn’t argue. “I thought the same.”

She was about to call a maid to ask who was occupying the room but when she heard that annoying, sinister giggle, she paused and gestured to the maid she had called to go. " Daria. It's nice to see you again." The feminine voice said and she turned around to see a woman who with makeup looked like a lady. Her face was all cakes up with makeup and like her, her black hair which was braided dangled behind her. " Who's this?" Daria mind-linked Callum who was standing metres away, watching the scenario before him. " The Alpha's cousin. She's the chosen Luna of black moon pack, Luna Isabel. She has been around for a while. She doesn't seem to like the real Daria so be careful around her." Callum

Shocked gasps and hushed profanities came from the pack. “Now I understand that this may be a shock, as it was rumoured that the line of Selena was abolished long ago. Some of you may choose to not believe. However, it has been confirmed and tested over the past few days that Zelena, your Luna, bares the mark of the Moon Goddess and is the new chosen daughter”.

She raised both of her hands to the moon and muttered something that sounded so much like Spanish more than Akeyria. " Puta si mesa quero, sancti vat buc", I heard her say, and something like a ring of smoke directly from the moon in the sky descended upon the earth, and I felt myself panic a little bit. She cupped her hands and the smoke all landed on it, her busy sexual schedule making it hard for her to concentrate and receive the smoke. By the time she brought her hands down, the smoke had turned into a ruby, a water colored ruby. Still riding on her man, she took the ruby and placed it on the other end of the dagger that had the opening, and the ruby fitted perfectly, making the dagger

“She fucking saved his life and that’s what got her killed.” Lady Havana rubbed my back gently while I fumed in anger. “I also want to crush him as much as you do.” I exhaled deeply and ruffled my hair, memories of the day I was banished displaying in my head. But I shook it off, not wanting to remember the day I was called monster, devil, and stoned out of the pack—while my father watched with his new Luna. And it was all her idea. “Soon, your curse will be broken. You finally have a chosen mate. All we need is that vial,” Lady Havana said, a triumphant smile on her face.

But, had there been any need to be so rude? I believed Isabella had always been drawn to girls, if not always, then for most of her teenage years. I think I had known that for a long time, but never thought much of it. It was just the way she was, and I accepted it. She was my sister, and she never wanted to speak about it when we tried, so we left her to come to us, but it seemed the moon goddess decided to push her to address it when her fated mate was chosen. I am glad the moon goddess chose a mate that Isabella would be happy with, because that is all we ask for, isn't it? And being fated to a man would not have made her happy.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

She was able to put three waters and six energy bars in her backpack and she walked out of the kitchen and headed for the front door. There was so much blood! It was everywhere and she knew she would never get this sight out of her head. When she came upon her mother’s body, she collapsed on top of her, crying her little heart out, “Mama! Why? You should have stayed in the cellar with me!” That was when a bright light shown over her. The warmth of the glow caused her to raise her head and gaze upon the woman with long white hair and a beautiful, slim face. The woman began, “Isabel. You are such a kind-hearted child and I know you are going to miss your mother and father. But I have plans for

They all stood there waiting and then there she was the Moon Goddess herself. They all bowed at seeing the Moon Goddess Selene. Rise my children no need to bow before me. I'm so proud of you my children you're a small pack, but tough and now it is time that I introduce you to someone. This is my cousin and you may call her Moon Goddess Delia. How can this be possible? the former Luna Isabelle asked. She was created by my Uncle because he wanted a child of his own. Thus forth he created my cousin Delia.

Varo simply sat there, blinking like someone had knocked the wind out of him. Even Caspian, cocky bastard that he was, looked momentarily breathless. “You…” Lora whispered, her voice laced with awe, “you’ve chosen your Luna?” “No,” I corrected, my tone final and thunderous. “I didn’t choose her.” “She was made for me.” Winona stood slightly from her seat. “The Moon Goddess has… chosen?” “She has.”