Daughter Of The Moon Goddess: Book 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

An excellent one to be precise and that was what had kept him employed. In the seat beside him was a woman. She had long, blonde hair that when allowed to move with gravity, neared her waist. She was dressed in a silvery gown and looked like a queen. What she lacked though, was a crown on her head and three dozen guards watching her every step. She was Sarah, Harold's stepmother. In the seats behind the driver and Sarah was Harold and someone who was bound to make his next two years in Golden Lake University more miserable; Maximus (or Max for short).

The pack had grown and accomplished so much. Life could not be more wholesome for Zephyra and Nathan, the life that Athena and Dominic were supposed to have, they blessed their children with and continued to guide them from the heavens above. I would know this, for I am the moon goddess that allowed Athena and Dominic to be the guardian angels for their family and Blood Moon. *The End*

“But something else is alive now. Something darker and sinister than Selene and Morwein put together.” ~~~~~~ That night, I dreamed again and I knew instantly this wasn’t a normal dream. The ground beneath my feet shimmered with silver sand. The sky churned with storm clouds shaped like familiar constellations. Mist rose around me, coiling like tendrils of smoke. The realm of the gods. But it felt… colder than before. A deep voice thundered through the mist: “Daughter of the Moon… you hold more than what was meant for one soul.” A softer voice followed, the voice of the Goddess of Light:

Something that had always been there but I'd never fully touched. The power of the Moon Goddess. It answered. Silver light exploded from my body. It met the red forbidden magic head-on. For a moment, nothing happened. Then my silver light pushed forward. The red magic started to crack. To break apart. Frank's eyes went wide with terror. "No," he whispered. "That's not possible. You're just an Omega. You're nothing." "I'm Ayda's daughter," I said. My voice echoed through the mill. Louder than it should have been. "And I carry the Moon Goddess's blessing."

“I accepted it when I found out she was the key to opening both sides of the portal. But now you’re telling me she is the key to saving this entire kingdom. You’re saying she has the powers of the moon goddess?” I could feel myself getting worked up at the very thought of it. I wasn’t about to return home and tell everybody that Wren had these powers because she’s basically the moon goddess. The thought made me feel queasy. I had put her in enough danger already; she was already going through so much stuff. I couldn’t bear to watch her go through this too. My priority was protecting my daughter, not throwing her in the middle of danger. “I have a book that I left at the palace,” Gemma contin

But the rift pulsed, crimson wolves reforming, their eyes locked on Kael. The Daughter reappeared, her claws glinting. “His blood is the key,” she said, her voice cold.Aria stood, her claws flaring, weak but defiant. “You’re not taking him.” The Daughter laughed, raising a claw. The rift surged, and a new figure stepped through a wolf with fur like blood, its eyes glowing with the Oath’s power. The Moon Goddess’s shadow, her final sin. “You cannot escape me,” it said, its voice a mix of sorrow and rage.

Damien “Beneath the hush of silver light, When stars stand still in frozen night, A daughter lost, by fate concealed, Shall rise where ancient blood is sealed. From southern ash to northern frost, She walks the path once feared and lost, With blue eyes that burn like center flame, And whispers bound to Luna’s name. The heir of moon and shadowed line, Marked by fate and old design, Her pulse shall stir the sleeping wild, The goddess speaks through chosen child.

“Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.” The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world. Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears. "The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart." "Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.” Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give b

The Goddess is around us* Alyse gasped audibly, catching the attention of Cleo. I looked around in the air. There is definitely something going on, some kind of force or power. A small breeze ruffled the tress and swirled across the road. It curled its way around my legs and up over my chest and neck. A soft whispered voice kissed at my ear, so quiet I almost didn’t hear it. ‘Our daughter’. My heart jumped and my stomach fell to the ground. That voice, that angelic celestial voice. It can only belong to one being. The Moon Goddess. She is here, and she is calling me forward.

Best to leave it for last. After reading the first few pages, my first impression is that this Alpha was a total quack. All he wrote about was the chosen daughter. The time that she lived with them brought them joy and prosperity. Apparently, he believed that her presence gave the pack well wishes and good fortune. Even though she had died three hundred years before he was the Alpha, he still wrote like it was only recent. If he hadn’t have written the dates, I would have thought that he was there for it, that he knew her personally. This idiot. Believing in fairy tales like a child. Is it any wonder it was so easy for me to wipe out this pack. I flipped through the rest of the pages more qu