Filosofi Bulan Novels & Stories

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"

“Some of the humans on the hunter’s council were wanting to try and see what would happen if there was a vampire hunter who was actually a vampire. The idea was too crazy to some, and to others, it was a great idea. It was a long debate, according to history, with people on both sides. Apparently, your great grandfather sided on the side of the vampire.” Liam’s eyes narrowed. “He believed that if we could meet the needs of vampires in another way, satiate their thirst in other ways, that they would work with us. It was a charming idea, sure, and many people believed it could be done, but it was still a bit crazy. There were arguments all over the place, and some folks just genuinely thought

“A Luna? But I thought they were chosen by the Moon Goddess, Selene.” “They are.” She nodded, leaning in. “Tell me, child. Has a full moon passed since you turned eighteen?” I thought for a moment and shook my head. “No, not to my knowledge. I just turned eighteen a few weeks ago.” Magenta let out a deep breath. “As you probably know, when a she-wolf turns eighteen, she can present herself before the Moon Goddess for consideration to become a Luna. if she so chooses.”

The stone corridor of Blackthorn echoed with the sound of snapping bone and the hiss of superheated air. The two remaining Blood Moon wolves didn't hesitate; they saw the silver light flickering around my fingers and redoubled their aggression. They weren't just attacking; they were hunting an asset.

Ameliah asked…. He continued staring at his palm, there was a crescent carved on it. He showed it to Ameliah who stared at it confused… “What’s that thing?” Ameliah asked… “This signifies that the blue moon is near. When this crescent that’s carved in my palm will be full that’s the day of the blue moon” He explained. Ameliah stared at him with a surprise expression. She cupped his cheeks which made him to look at her… “Everything will be fine Stephen, you’ll save your people. I have faith in you” Ameliah said..

“If they wanted that I would be dead, right?” “Depends. Have they said why they are waiting to do this ritual?” “They said that it needs to be the right type of moon.” “How convenient, don’t you think? They don’t want peace or else they wouldn’t be stalling like this. There’s another reason. Do they have you chained up somewhere?” I shake my head. ‘No, not everyone is into BDSM, Frank. Right now, I am by the pool sipping on a cocktail.” I hear him growl. “Keep delluding yourself, Sugar. You are treating this like some kind of spa retreat! This is fucking lunacy!”