Comanche Moon Kindle Novels & Stories

Blinded by grief from what his kin had done to the once peaceful Wolven Continent and to the Moon Goddess, Comba betrayed his children by asking the Moon Goddess to punish the witches. He said, “Nigh is the moment to teach the witches humility, Moon Goddess. This God will humbly close my eyes as you bathe the entire world with my children’s blood for what they have done to your kin,” said the weeping Comba in front of his companion. But the Moon Goddess was a gentle God – the contrast of the fierce Comba. They were made that way. While Comba could not see the light for his kin, the Moon Goddess sought another way to teach the sinners a lesson that would not cause more depravity between the t

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

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.

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

My heart completely stopped, hitting against my ribs like a trapped bird as the ache in my chest flared into a sharp, burning heat. It was Luna. She didn't look like a rejected female wolf hiding in a dusty archive. She didn't look like the broken girl I had just rejected hours ago either. She looked absolutely magnificent. She wore a midnight-black gown that perfectly hugged her curves like armor, her hair cascading down her back in flawless waves. Her skin was glowing, radiant, and entirely unbroken by the trauma of our severed bond.

I ask him, “What’s going on? Why are they chained?” “Today was supposed to be the day of the Full Moon Hunt, was it not?” His question makes me shiver. “Yes. And?” His smile widens. “And it’s just begun, Alpha Alec.” He then turns to his own Beta and says, “Release them!” The Omegas are sent running, bound to the woods. The silver will prevent them from shifting, but that doesn’t mean they can’t run. I realize what’s happening here. We’ll be the predators, and they’ll be the prey. Alpha Fredrick nods at me before saying, “It’ll be a hunt nobody will ever forget.”

SAMANTHA’S POV The moon had always been my one constant. It hung above me like a guardian, casting its silver light over a world where I felt unseen. When laughter mocked me, when whispers branded me cursed, when hope curled like a dying leaf inside my chest—the moon stayed. Watching. Silent. Endless. Tonight, I lay in the meadow beyond the Crescent Moon Pack house, the grass cool beneath my back, my gaze locked on that swollen orb in the sky. My fingers dug into the earth, grounding myself against the ache pressing at my chest.

Just a crescent white moon etched in the center of the cover. My fingers close around it. It’s cold. I glance back at Alex and Ava. They’re speaking in low voices, Alex watching her like a hawk. Good. I open the book, flipping through pages quickly. Hand written text in cursive with black and white pictures of symbols, and unknown diagrams fills the worn page. I squint my eyes and look through the small text until I find what I'm looking for. Mana Wolves. The words almost glow on the page. My heart skips a beat. This is it.

She was beginning to feel like it may surge out of her at any moment. Adam could see her now, and his eyes locked on her. As soon as they did several more wolves made their way out of the woods and began to surround her. Amaris stepped further forward now, knowing that there was no reason to hide now that they knew where she was. As soon as she was in the clearing she was out in the full moon light. She could feel a tingling sensation through her fur. She suddenly felt at peace, even though Gran was still captive and so were the four wolves. She knew she had to get them free and get out of here. She was now surrounded. Two of the wolves were trying to slip in closer. Amaris saw them and grow

"Why did she…" "Because of me. Because of what I did to you." My stomach dropped. "What you did to me?" He stood. Paced. Ran a hand through his hair. For the first time since I'd known him, Lucien Blackwood looked uncertain. "The night you came here. The full moon. I wasn't in control. My wolf was too close to the surface and you…" He stopped. "You calmed something I've never been able to control. And when we were together, something happened that I didn't intend."