Comanche Moon Kindle Novels & Stories

I just sat there just doing nothing but listening to everything everyone else had to say. “The only thing I can tell you about Aeliana is that I started dreaming about her when I was a small child that prayed to the moon goddess for a forever friend, and that night it was answer. When I went to sleep that night just to wake up in a strange place that seemed there it was morning and night. Both the moon and the sun were shinning there. As I looked around to see a girl that seemed to be about my age. Her skin was pale, her hair was as red as fire, and her eyes as green as the grass on a summer’s day. When she seen me, I realize she was just as surprise to see me as I was of her, and I found ou

"Nothing much" "Your kind are the second most blessed creatures of the moon goddess, they were many, spreading themselves through out the lands. In their animal form, they had the strength of a lion, they were fast and mighty, their scent was strong but could only submit betas, Gammas and warriors, never an Alpha but in their human form, it was a complete different story..." She paused, glancing up at Skye, noticing her curiousity. She continued...

My heart constricts uncomfortably as I think of my mate and my Lycan howls in sadness. My breath shudders and I get up, leaving the house abruptly. I go to a serene clearing and lay on the grass, facing the full moon. I close my eyes and try my hardest to communicate with Alexei, to track her wolf but it's futile. I'm suddenly overcome by the desire to sleep and as much as I try to fight it, I concede to the darkness. Suddenly, a light so bright appears that I sit up. A woman in a white cloak comes to me with the gentlest smile on her lips, I have heard stories that the Moon Goddess visits her children in dreams but I didn't know it will ever happen to me. I bow in respect and face her.

*** RED MOON PACK (Home Of The Warriors) ***ALPHA RYKER*** I sipped my coffee as I flipped through the papers. A picture of White Moon Pack appeared with a little story about how they healed a woman with a damaged bone. I closed the newspaper and tossed it away. I needed something different. Something that wasn't about Blue Moon and White Moon, all the time. There was a gentle knock at my door and my ears perked up. “Come in,” I ordered. The door opened and my beta, Miles, entered. He bowed before me as a way of greeting me before blessing me with the details of what we had successfully won this time.

She said and smiled… Ameliah held Stephen’s hand which made him look at her. They smiled at each other before returning their gaze to the woman… “We want to know how this book came into existence?” Stephen said… “This book titled ‘La Luna Azul’ also known as the blue moon, is a book that was written by your ancestors, that is the first vampires and werewolf who came into existence. This book has now been passed from generation to generation in order to help the future generation prepare for the coming of the Blue Moon. I gave this book to Ameliah because i know that in one way or the other you’ll get to know about this book.” She said…

She looked up at the moon, full and bright overhead, silver and eternal. "Damon, if you can hear me—thank you. For watching over us. For guiding us. For loving us. For never giving up on us." Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't wipe them away. "We'll carry you with us, always. In our hearts. In our memories. In our children and our children's children." The pack howled—a single, unified sound that rose to the heavens, that echoed off the mountains, that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth.

KHLOE So, there it was. The night of the crescent moon dance , the moon stood at the far end of the dark sky perfectly shaped like a sickle as the wind poured slowly from the sky in a flood of wave . Khloe stood at the far end of the pack semi -naked and partly possessed by the goddess herself. That night she won't be Khloe but will bear her tribal name " Kyra ."

The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.

My sister and I both inherited our mother’s ability to bake away any troubles, so every free moment has been dedicated to laughing and cooking. I haven’t left the house much in forty-eight hours, but it’s a perfect reset. I have no one left here to see except my sister. The rest of the pack looks at me with pity or they avoid me when I visit. It is part of the reason I don’t come back much. Some think I should never return after being rejected. They are on Carys and Declan’s side believing that the mate bonded connection to Forest Lake Pack makes us better, stronger somehow. Others think I should have fought harder to keep my mate, that I am a disgrace of a Luna for walking away when he aske

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.