Emma Parker Crescent Moon Novels & Stories

The Test We went to the sanctuary two days later, the full circle of us this time, Kieran, Akira, Kaiden, Elara, Victor, Marcus, and Priya, who'd insisted on coming despite Kieran's initial hesitation, arguing that if she was going to offer to help carry a piece of my memory in twelve days, she'd rather understand exactly what that offer meant before the eclipse forced her to learn it under pressure. "You don't have to be afraid," I told her, as we descended into the tunnel together, lanterns raised against the damp dark, the passage narrower than I remembered it, cold radiating off the old stone walls close enough on either side to brush my shoulders.

The Silver Moon Pack, still reeling from recent events, gathered in anticipation of the upcoming Moonlight ceremony, where the Moon Goddess was expected to grace them with her presence. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of hope and determination to move forward. In the midst of the preparations, Mara, the Luna, was engrossed in arranging flowers for the ceremony. The pack members worked together to beautify the garden, eager for a moment of solace and connection with their divine deity. However, the tranquility was shattered when Carla, a disgruntled and vengeful member of the pack, suddenly launched a furious attack on Mara. Her eyes burned with rage as she yelled, threatening to end Ma

I made a solemn vow to the Moon Goddess: "I, Emma, reject Derek as my mate." As these words fell, I felt the mate bond in my body gradually break.

Emma I saw the smile disappear from Jenna and Mom’s faces while the three CEOs looked at each other in confusion. Jenna looked at Ara, still dumbfounded, and Ara acknowledged her with a nod and a smile. “No… No… No… There has to be some mistake,” Ben commented. He put his hand on top of his head and looked at Mr. Mills before continuing. “Did you actually call her Moon Healer?” “Well, yes,” Mr. Mills answered with conviction. “Emma Webber is none other than the famous Moon Healer of Medcare Pharma.”

“I’ve been looking all over for you!” The man shot her a confused look. “You know her?” Mary rolled her eyes dramatically. “Of course I know her! That’s who I was telling you about.” She smiled warmly at me, her energy infectious enough that I managed a weak smile back. She gestured as though she were announcing me at a ball. “Meet Ember Moonrise,” she stated grandly, “the stolen Princess of the Silver Crescent pack.”

She was strikingly gorgeous and her professionally done makeup only enchanced her natural features. But there was something about her smile. It was warm and friendly but something about it was giving me creeps. Of course, I did not act upon my instincts and shook my hands with her. She introduced herself, “Marcela Gray. Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack.” Oh, the Bloodmoon Pack. They are one of Silvermoon's ally but our packs don't interract much because Bloodmoon Pack was very far from ours. “Nice to meet you.” I said, “I am..”

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.

was all I manage to say and drank from my cup. "She is beyond all compliments and adoration, Wajan. She is the creator, and we regard her as such." He leaned back on his wooden chair with his hands, residues of his meal still evident, still rested on the table top. His muscled flexed at that movement and I could not help but to gawk. I quickly widthraw my stares before he notice. "I thought so," I said. "You must meet Lamara, my sister by birth. She will teach you all you need to know regarding the moon and all her glory. She helped the healer to cure your wounds using her spiritual gift."

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

Paige pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and started dialing. I was never a frilly type of person, but I had to admit this was exciting. “Now....” Heidi patted the table once we were in the mini-salon. “Lay down, and let’s get to work.” Ember finished setting up her station beside me and started working on my nails while Heidi waxed my eyebrows and… unmentionables. I chuckled at the thought. If men only knew what women went through to be presentable for them. But this wasn’t for Adan. It was for the Moon Goddess. I had never seen her myself, but they say she appears before potential Lunas, and I wanted to look my best.