Comanche Moon Book Novels & Stories

“Explain.” Melody ran both hands through her hair and let out a shaky, disbelieving laugh. “I’ve only seen it once in a book,” she said. “Like, old-book. Old-old. Before packs started pretending we don’t remember the old things. They called it ‘star-sighted.’ Wolves born at blood-oath moments. Wolves born under direct claim.” She swallowed. “The Moon marked her.” Jessica covered her mouth with both hands, shoulders shaking. Jimmy whispered, “Holy shit.”

I can't seem to think past the ache in-between my legs, talk less of forming coherent sentences. Images of him pinning me to this very wall, tearing my clothes off and pounding into me in the most feral way possible fill my head till they're all I can think about. But the asshole steps away, a smirk on his face. One that I'm sure will haunt my sleep tonight. “So, Little Trouble,” he begins. " I'll have you understand the full story behind the curse that's on our bond." He fishes a huge dusty book from the cupboard and places it on the table.

Calm Before the Storm (Isabella's POV) The library smelled like old paper and cedar polish. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes that floated lazy in the air. I’d slipped away after the snowball fight, cheeks still pink from cold and laughter, needing quiet to sort through the mess inside my head. Shelves stretched high, packed with leather-bound books that looked older than the pack itself. I pulled one down at random, thick, dark cover stamped with a crescent moon. Ancient Mate Bonds: Stories of the Moon Goddess’s Gift and Curse. My fingers traced the title. I sank into a worn armchair, opened it, and started reading.

The two pills were in the shape of a full moon and it reminded him of the story Nathan had once shared when they were still a child. “Hey. Have you ever heard a story called ‘Moon Lovers’?” A child-like voice rang into his ears. Chris turned around before shaking his head innocently, “What is it about? That ‘Moon Lovers’ story?” Five-year-old Nathan grinned before he pulled out a picture book from his bag and flipped open the page, “The story was about the moon and a normal man.” The picture book had a drawing of a full moon shining brightly on the sky with an unnamed man standing directly below the full moon with a smile.

He doesn't matter, they all don't matter, your high school enemies don't matter because the real deal is you going to university." She paused and continued. "Anathi, one day, when the time is right, you're going to meet the perfect one. And you'll know he's the one," my sister had said. My sister was dear to me and Hanna was her name. Hanna was about seven years older than me. When she was born there was much rejoicing. Our father, the alpha of our pack made it his obligation to inform each member in our circle of friends and family and concil that he had, had his first born child, his princess. When I was born seven years later, it was a memory my father did his best to hide and forget fore

He had dreamed once, after the terrible battle of Fort Phantom Hill, that the Indians had managed to move the moon over by one of those little low hills that were all over west Texas. They had got it to pause by the edge of a mountain so they could leap their horses onto it. It still occurred to him at times that such a thing might have happened, and that there were Comanches or possibly Kiowa riding around on the moon. Often, when the moon was full and yellow, and close to the earth, he got the strong feeling that Indians were on it.

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Zane found hope and her eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky, full of hope, and looked like a small child who was about to get the first taste of candy. “Will he answer me?” for the long time she had been with Nicholas, she learned of Xerxes’s eccentric behavior. All that she knew was that the man is Meiko’s mate even before their existence, and he is the Moon goddess’ knight. If she has some questions, he must know. (AN: the kind of wolves in this book is quite different from what you guys know. Wolves here are like spirits that once their owner dies, they will return to the moon and wait till they find the next suitable person. I will explain more once it’s time.)

“There was a book, that we have in our possession. It about everything you wanted to know about the moon goddess and her accomplishments. There was a lot, so we all took our time to look through everything with a fine tooth. Out all the things she have done, there was one that caught our eyes” “What could it be? I ask. Elder Vernor had a book in his hand, he approaches my mother and me. He hand the book to me, it was open, I look at to see there was a color picture of a beautiful woman, who have caramel skin, long black hair she had the prettiest hazel eyes. I could see why she consider a goddess, because of her beauty.

“I don’t have time for this, and I don’t want to hurt you. Let Trey know I won’t be his pawn, and since he doesn’t regard me as a sister, he can forget he ever had one.” There was a smile on his face. “Hurt me?” She breathed in the crystalline air of the Mojave Forest behind the compound, moonlight flowing through her veins. The crowd gasped, transfixed by the glow of Emory’s electric green eyes — eyes that matched those of the moon goddess Aworyn. She felt the furious power of the full moon course through her as she shifted into full hunter form: larger than the wolves, but not quite on par with the Lycians who retained their humanoid shape while transformed.