Daughter Of The Moon Novels & Stories

Jimmy whispered, “Holy shit.” Melissa smiled, wet and fierce. “That’s right,” she whispered to no one in particular. “Look at you. Chosen already.” Baylee felt like the world had just moved under her. “The Moon… marked her?” she whispered. Melody nodded slowly. “That blue? That star? That’s not fae. That’s not Veil. That’s not witchcraft.” She swallowed. “That’s ours. That’s Moon. Your daughter was born in a sealed circle with an Alpha’s vow and a Luna’s blood and a pack’s witness while a god pounded on the door and couldn’t get in. The Moon saw all that and said, ‘mine.’”

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,

“Neveah was the true daughter of the moon. You were never meant to be one.” My breath caught. “You became a daughter of the moon because of what your father did at your birth,” he continued. “He used dark magic. He gave you some of Neveah’s blood.” The words felt heavy. “You lived because of her,” he said gently. “The moon goddess needed a way for Neveah to keep existing after her death, and she found that path through you. Your father wanted power for you, so he used Neveah’s blood when you were a child.”

"You can't give up on him yet" Chyna told her daughter Tina. "But mom, he already claimed her" Tina complained. "He claimed her but he can reject her, you just have to deliver him from whatever that girl has done to him" "That girl has a name, she is Eve. And she didn't do anything to him, the moon goddess mated them together and I think you should accept it and move on Tina." Tate spoke up. "Oh shut up Tate, you can clearly see your sister is distraught at losing her soulmate. If you can't say anything helpful, just shut up" his mother fired at him.

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

She reached down, her fingers cool and smelling of night-blooming jasmine and gently lifted my chin. Her eyes were pools of silver, glowing with a soft, ancient sorrow. "My beautiful daughter," she whispered. "Who are you?" I breathed, my heart hammering. "I am the Moon Goddess," she answered, her thumb tracing the line of my jaw. "What are you doing here?" A shadow passed over her radiant features. She let go of my chin and turned toward the abyssal darkness of my mind. "You remind me of her. My first daughter. The First Luna." "Your daughter? What happened to her?" I asked carefully.

Only then did Kelvin notice Jillian. There was a nerve pulsing on her forehead, and her eyes were bloodshot. Her entire body was trembling violently like a leaf being buffeted by the wind. "Who is that woman, Daddy? Why are you holding her hand? Tell me that she's just your friend. Hurry and tell me that she's not my new mother. I don't have a mother anymore since Sienna left. It's only supposed to be you and me from now on…" No matter how fiercely Jillian tried to deny the truth, Kelvin's mistress, Maisie Ferrera, continued to cling to his arm affectionately. "Is this your daughter, honey?" she asked coquettishly. "She's so pretty. She looks just like you."

“Four scouts dead. One captured. They left a message.” He held out a scrap of bloodied parchment. Damon snatched it and read aloud: “The Daughter of the Moon belongs to us. Surrender her by the next full moon—or your blood will soak the soil.” Selene’s blood ran cold. Her breath came in shallow gasps as her world tilted beneath her feet. “They know,” she whispered. “They know exactly who I am.” “We’ll kill every last one of them before they touch a hair on your head,” Damon snarled, tossing the parchment into the fire. Flames licked and devoured the message, but its threat still lingered.

“The Citadel. The Trials. I want to know what they’re hiding.” One of the rogues, a thin woman, cleared her throat. “There have been whispers, my lady. Of the trials being performed. They say the daughter of the moon has returned." My heart skipped a beat. “The daughter of the moon?” I hissed. “And she bears the mark.” My stomach twisted violently. No. This couldn’t be. That lineage had ended centuries ago, become a mere myth. Why was a moonborn resurfacing now? “How long has this been going on for?” I whispered.

Then— Something stepped out of the light. A woman. She was dressed in a long white gown. Her hair floated around her like she was underwater. Her eyes were completely silver. She looked down at me. And smiled. “Finally.” I couldn’t move. “Who are you?” She tilted her head. “You carry my blood.” My heart stopped. “What?” She stepped closer. “I am the first daughter of the Moon.” Erevos immediately dropped to one knee. Everyone stared at him. Even Cassien. “You bow to her?”