Eye Of The Moon Novels & Stories

Undoubtedly her. The forest was being dark with each step Moon took ahead. Moonlight was barely reaching the treetops. The floor was dark. But nothing mattered. My mate, my Viviana was here. Miracle was here. Moon’s eyes glowed more. The yellow in them was shining. He was a Moon-wolf. His eyes were the sun.

It felt oddly fitting since he was a son of the New Moon Pack. But the thing that caught my eye and helped me disconnect from all of this for a moment was the full moon panel. The brightness hadn’t faded. The stars that seemed to twinkle around it hadn’t vanished. But there was now a blue moon, as full and as bright as the first moon, moving into the panel and casting a soft blue light over me. They hung in the painted sky like two eyes looking down at me. Were the eyes of the Moon Goddess? What was I meant to do now?

The shard's radiance burst, devouring all in its path. And one idea raged in my head as the mayhem engulfed the world around me. The Moon's Eye was a weapon as well as a source of power. It wasn't only me who knew how to utilize it, either.

"You’re bleeding, Malakai. Your eyes—they aren't yours." "They're better." Malakai looked at her, and for a second, the violet voids in his eyes smoothed over into a shimmering, holographic surface. "The moon isn't an enemy. It’s a lighthouse. We were just too busy biting each other's throats to see the shore."

One moment. Nothing. The next... The Moon Goddess stands before us. Ethereal. Silver hair moves around her despite the air suddenly becoming perfectly still. Her skin is pale and almost translucent. But her eyes... Her eyes look like the night sky. It looks like literal stars in the center of her eyes. Everyone drops to their knees. Everyone except Cassius and me. I try. I physically cannot. The circle holds us upright. The Moon Goddess looks at Cassius. Then me. She smiles.

Soon, my eyes drifted away to dreamland. I dreamed of dancing with her under the seeing moon. We twirled and swirled after our one, two, three. Her hair swayed with the wind, brushing my face lightly. I basked in the sweet caramel emanating from her skin. Then a bulking figure arose from where the light of the moon didn’t touch. Its serene blue eyes pierced through the dark, quivering. My body followed the flow of hers like two figurines wound up by a key, obscuring the sight of danger.

They both sniffed the air and their eyes glowed brightly like stars. Zeus' eyes glowed golden and Moon's eyes turned red. Moon was a baby vamp but he knew it was blood. They both ran towards the door. Zeus kicked the door open and they followed the sweet vanilla scent. It was coming from the living room. They both ran to the living room and Moon felt his heart stopped beating. The most horrible scene he had ever witnessed. He saw his Ocean in pain. Her facial wounds and the bruises all over her body. Moon felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Cilyna's mother began. The full moon's silvery glow shines down as a spot light on a pure white wolf with golden eyes that glowed with the magic of the moon goddess. She leaned down to get a drink from the cold steam and suddenly noticed a pair of eyes standing behind her in the reflection from the water. The white wolf eases closer and she slowly turns to face this beautiful creature hoping for the best. The golden eyes piercing glare lasted only a moment before the wolf started growling. The girl resembed the moon goddess that cursed her and the girl's face sent the beast into a frenzy.

Narrator's pov Full Moon The moon hung high, casting a silvery light over the quiet landscape. The air was thick with the pull of the lunar cycle, a force so powerful that the earth seemed to pulse beneath it. Arianna stood at the window of her room, her fingers firmly brushing the cool glass. Drawn to the moon since childhood, she felt its silent dance across the night sky beckoning to her. The howl of wolves echoed through the valley below, sending a shiver down her spine. The sound was all too familiar, but tonight, it felt sharper, more intense.

MICHELLE The large moon loomed ahead, swollen and filled with powerful energy in the dark sky, hanging like an eye of judgment above the abandoned coven of the witches. Its pale light streamed through shattered windows into the cold chamber, casting eerie silver pools across the cracked stone floor. The moon was the only light that dared shine in the heart of the haunted woods.