Forsaken By The Moon Novel Novels & Stories

To a clearing in a forbidden forest, to a male who shouldn't exist, to a connection that defied everything I thought I knew about wolves, fate and choice? What if the Moon Goddess hadn't made a mistake with Damien, she'd just been clearing the path for something older and darker and infinitely more terrifying? I brought the pendant to my throat, and felt the cool metal against my skin. One choice that would change everything. Wear it or don't, accept or refuse, submit or resist. My hands shook as I fastened the clasp. And the moment the pendant settled against my skin, I felt a rush of power and presence, like Kael had just walked into my apartment. The bond snapped fully into place, no long

Luna, in turn, regaled them with cosmic anecdotes, weaving a tapestry of celestial wonders that captivated the Blackmoon audience. As the night deepened, the moon cast its silvery glow over the Blackmoon landscape. Luna, surrounded by the warmth of newfound friends, felt a sense of cosmic kinship that transcended the boundaries of realms. The Blackmoon enclave, once veiled in shadows, now stood as a testament to the transformative power of celestial intervention.

She sighed as she looked at me. "What's the good news?" I asked. "The good news is this book didn't go missing on my watch. I just somehow kept missing that it was supposed to be there." She explained. "Apparently it was one stolen a few years ago when there was a breach in the pack, this was something that happened before Jaxon came in to take over Dark Moon." "That's great that it wasn't on you then." I responded. "But what's the bad news?" "The book title is The Moon Goddess' Unique Creations." She was hesitant to keep going but she did anyway. "This is the book I needed to go through to determine what exactly is going on with you. It's the only copy of it and someone took off with it yea

Her phone would have been the only medium to keep in contact with necessary people and guide her through the torch. Thankfully, the moonlight was providing her light but it still felt freaky. She did not want to cry. Her heart convinced her that once Daniel would gain his memories, he would be back in his caring nature. But her mind said otherwise. What if he never recuperated his lost memories? She never expected him to be this cruel. Maybe that was why she had ended up where she was. She expected too much and loved too much. Her sacrifices always went in vain. Her destiny was doom.

I'd half hoped he'd at the very least call to yell about his painting, but he couldn't even spare me his anger. ​But Wolveshedge took my mind off of all that. It was like a different world where everyone was happy all the goddamn time; I was half content with it and half disgusted with the level of joy in the atmosphere. The town was peaceful and everyone seemed to be content with their small little section on the map, even if they were so terribly discontented. But it was why I chose this place, wasn't it? To be safe and discontented, yet I couldn't chase the feeling of something missing from the discombobulated picture I was forming day by day.

Blood-red light poured over the land, and the Forgotten howled with triumph. Kael caught Aria before she fell. “Aria! Stay with me!” Her chest burned, her silver flames flickering. She clutched Kael’s arm, her eyes wide with horror. “The Moon… it’s rejecting me.” The shadow wolf’s voice thundered through the night. “The Unforgiven Moon rises. And with it… your doom.” The Forgotten surged forward as Kael pulled Aria close, his eyes filled with fury and fear. He had sworn to protect her, but for the first time, he didn't even know if he could fight the curse of the Moon itself.

SEBASTIAN’S POV I thought fleeing from BloodMoon pack would bring some sort of peace to my soul but that was a big lie. I had fled to Novela, craving a life of peace and solitude for the remaining days of my life, but somehow the Moon Goddess, Hecate, had other plans—this mysterious girl in front of me. I’d so wanted to mind my business when I saw her walk-in dripping water like she had just taken a swim and had forgotten to dry off before coming here, but I couldn’t, not with my wolf being restless, its claws scraping my soul, sensing something I couldn’t name.

Rhael said, his voice echoing in the darkness, "who put you there, and what do they expect to happen next?" --- The Shadow Broker left as silently as he'd arrived, melting into the darkness of the drainage tunnel without a backward glance. Nyx stood alone in the corridor, the map still clutched in her trembling hands, the weight of his words pressing down on her like a physical force. Seven Hunters converging on her location. A mysterious figure inside the fortress who had orchestrated her arrival. A Goddess who had decreed her destruction. And she was alone, trapped in a fortress of wolves who didn't know what she was, carrying a secret that could destroy everything she'd come to love.

Chapter 2: The First Full Moon The full moon hung heavy and blood-red in the night sky, casting an eerie crimson glow through the tall arched windows of the grand library in voss Manor. Monalisa sat curled up in a deep leather armchair, trying to focus on the old leather-bound book in her lap. The words blurred on the page. Her body was still deliciously sore from the night before her once-virgin pussy swollen and tender, faint bruises from Damien’s massive hands marking her wide hips and thick thighs like possessive fingerprints. Dried flakes of blood and cum still clung to the inside of her soft skin, a filthy secret that made her shift uncomfortably every few minutes.

Yet, within this forsaken sanctuary, the god of the moon remained, a prisoner of both time and destiny. His name was Solas, the forgotten twin. His sister, Selene, the moon goddess, was worshipped and revered, her name chanted in temples and etched in the annals of history. But Solas was different; his power was feared and misunderstood. The villagers spoke of him in hushed tones, a cautionary tale for children. They said he was locked away for a reason, his power too great, too dangerous. But the truth was more complex, a tapestry of love, betrayal, and sacrifice.