Gift Of The Moon Novels & Stories

“Honey, I’m surprised you didn’t know. Theodore Watcher was one of the bravest and best vampire hunters according to legend.” “Then how come I’ve never heard of him in the legends!?” Liam scoffed. “Hell, it would have been pretty nice to know where I came from!” “Well, you came from me,” his mother snickered. “I remember that vividly. It was quite a day.” Liam rolled his eyes again as his mother added the berries to her granola. She stirred them in, chuckling the entire time. “Honey, I don’t see why you’re making this such a big deal. It’s just a silly legend, after all.”

Nobody is shy in the werewolf community, nudity is a very common occurance. Making it over to his pack member, who looked away with a tear in his eye, he found Emma curled up in the fetal position, burnt to a crisp. The only thing recognizable on her was the necklace his mother had given her for her 10th birthday. Jaxon tried to touch her but what was left of her body crumbled into ash and drifted away in the night breeze. The moon was still high in the sky and seemed even more red and ominous than normal.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

“It didn’t feel beautiful anymore.” Victoria’s throat tightened. “Lilly.” Celeste’s jaw flexed, but she didn’t confirm or deny. “After that, I didn’t want to use it unless I had no other choice. The Moon Goddess may have marked me, but that doesn’t mean I’m worthy of what she gave me.” Victoria leaned forward again, softer now. “Celeste… that’s not how worth works.” “That’s exactly how it works when people die because you weren’t good enough to stop it,” Celeste replied, her tone flat but her eyes glinting with something sharp. “You can believe it’s a gift if you want. To me, it’s just a reminder.”

The ash from the scroll hadn’t settled. It danced in the air around them, glowing faintly, refusing to fall—like time itself was holding its breath. Ava clutched the last unburnt edge of the scroll. It hadn’t vanished entirely. One final line had revealed itself beneath the flame, etched in ink that shimmered like starlight. Her voice was barely audible as she read it aloud: “Only the child born of blood and moon may cast the Binding of Aeon—a spell so ancient it can lock the gods beyond the veil of time. But such a spell demands more than power. It must be sealed by true love… or it will fail.”

she teased. He grinned and nodded. "Anything." He pulled out a black velvet box from his pocket and handed it to her. "Consider this a Luna gift, and an early birthday present." Scarlett opened the box, and her eyes widened with shock. Nestled inside the plush interior was the Moon Diamond, the most expensive and rarest jewelry in all the realms, forged from the Moon Goddess's tears. There was only one of it in the entire realm. She was stunned speechless, her emerald eyes radiating the bright shimmer of the diamond.

He stood up from the tree and stepped towards me. “You are the gift that the Moon Goddess promised us, you are the one that is meant to lead us. She has given you to us for a reason. I believe this, this cause, our cause, this is that reason. You will free us, Beauty. With my help, Were-kind will thrive in this world once more”.

The moon Goddess's gift was a profound blessing, one that filled me with hope for our future. I bowed my head in gratitude to the moon Goddess, overwhelmed by her generosity. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. The moon Goddess smiled, her presence radiating warmth and love. "Go now, Max," she said. "Take care of Lia and your family. Your love is a beacon of light in this world, and I have no doubt that you will continue to shine brightly." With those words, the moon Goddess ascended back into the sky, leaving behind a sense of wonder and hope. I held Lia close, my heart filled with love and gratitude for the miracle we had witnessed.

“So the stories say. That they vanished. That they were too wild, too tied to the old ways. But the truth is—they went into hiding. Not out of fear, but to protect their bloodline. Because they carried something rare. The gift of Moonfire.” Rhea felt the words lodge in her chest. She had heard tales of Moonfire wolves—beings said to hold ancient magic in their veins, tied directly to the moon goddess herself. Liora reached for her hand again, her grip firmer now. “My mother passed it to me. I was not strong enough to bear it. The gift doesn’t always awaken. But you… from the moment you were born, I knew. There’s something inside you. Power. Light. And it will burn brighter than you know.”

“Because Killian forbade it. But I’ve never been good at following orders.” Her heart leapt. “Then tell me. Please.” He hesitated, glancing at the doorway as though expecting Killian to storm in at any moment. Then he leaned closer. “Moonfire is a gift of the Moon Goddess herself. The purest form of her blessing. But it’s not meant for humans.” Her pulse quickened. “Then why… me?”