Cindy Moon Comics Novels & Stories

but I couldn't reach it. "Nadia? You look terrible. Where's your healing power?" Kaleb rushed over, his face etched with worry. I shook my head, avoiding his touch. "What did they say? How are things going?" "Beta Malik from the Blood Moon Pack filed a complaint. He said that the healing sigils you engraved into the Moonstones are forbidden hexes stolen from their ancestral tombs. They are calling you a 'Soul-Thief.' If the High Council finds the energy signature matches their records, they will exile you!" Kaleb said, handing me a confidential file.

"Funny you should ask. No, this isn't all I have. Let's take this up a notch." He stood up and moved from her line of vision and as he did Cathy's gaze fell on Jazz's dead body still sprawled out on the floor. He raised his phone to his mouth. "Hit it." Cathy's heart was beating wildly but the last thing she would let this monster have was the satisfaction that he scared her. Yes, she was scared but she was a Dark Storm, before that, she was a stray, cursed by the moon goddess. There was no life more difficult than the one the moon goddess cursed her kind with. There was nothing Cathy couldn't face so she raised her chin and prepared for whatever surprise this monster had in store for her.

The wounds seemed to be healing, but for some reason they stopped. "What is going on? It looks like they were healing until you came over here then it stopped." We stood there for a moment while I noticed a moon tattoo or mark on her right wrist. "Hey, move over here for a bit. I want to see something." "Alright, I am not really sure why but fine." As I moved toward my brother and the light of the moon hits her back and not only did the mark on her wrist glowed, but her back started healing once more.

With those wings, he began to ascend toward the moon. Zachary's heart thudded. Was this finally it? Was Reddy finally going to reach the moon in this chapter? But the next page shattered that hope. His pristine wings fractured just before touching the moon. Plummeting from the sky, Reddy fell further from the moon he longed for. The comic ended there. Zachary stared blankly for two seconds before diving into the comments, where readers were already losing their minds. He typed his question feverishly. "Did Reddy just die?"

I could see the silhouette of Cindy and her friends as they talked about the night. “I’m so sure that Blake is my mate,” she was saying. I rolled my eyes at that. I secretly hoped that her dreams would be destroyed. She had made my life hell since I stepped foot in the Blood Moon Pack, so she didn’t deserve any form of happiness. “I’m sure it’s a done deal,” one of them spoke up. “I know, but I’m still slightly worried. It shouldn’t take this much time for me to find out these things,” Cindy whined.

Cindy's POV Two weeks later, we talked that day about my second chance in life and whether there would be a full moon in a few days. The palace has a library, and I spend my time there. I found out that I was going to suffer unbearable pain after that full moon because of the heat that I was going to experience. It was because I had not allowed Alder to mate with me when he had already marked me.

I also reviewed some of the pack's financial records, making sure everything was in order. As the morning wore on, I decided to take a walk in the pack's gardens. The fresh air and sunshine would do me some good, and I needed a break from the confines of the pack house. As I strolled through the gardens, I saw something I never noticed before. In the center of the clearing stood a large, ancient-looking tree. And carved into the trunk of the tree was a symbol I recognized — the symbol of the Lunar Curse. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stared at the symbol. The Lunar Curse was a legendary affliction that caused werewolves to lose control of their wolves during full moons. It was said

I mumbled. He turned around and looked at her legs, touching them. Xavier did his best to control himself. "She was bit by a forsaken," Lucas announces, pointing to a mark on her thigh. I look at it and it was indeed a forsaken bite. Their bites are extremely venomous and can kill even adult wolves in a matter of minutes, even alphas. You can tell the difference between the bites in human form because the skin started to decay. My heart drops. Forsaken wounds were impossible to cure, even if you were an alpha or alpha heir. Only the Moon Goddess herself could save you if you had been bitten or scratched deep enough. "She probably won't last any longer than a few hours. Who is she?"

Cassian sat across from me, his eyes on the fire. "I felt something earlier," I said. "When the scouts passed. It was like a warning. The mark knew they were coming before I heard them." Cassian nodded. "The Silverpine bloodline has always been connected to the Moon Goddess. She speaks to you through the mark. Guides you. Warns you." "Why didn't it warn me at the ceremony?" He looked at me. "Because you weren't ready. The mark was dormant. The bond awakened it. But it will take time for you to learn how to use it."

Iris. Wednesday, July 30th. Two days later… Noon. All day, I haven’t had a moment’s peace from talk of the blood moon festival. Everywhere, adult werewolves and younglings chatter with excitement. Their joy claws at me, pulling me back to when I still lived in Silvaton Ridge as Iris Herewit.