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There shouldn’t be a problem anymore. “I hate to tell you this, Alexa. But I have to, so you can be prepared.” Mrs. Geeny’s voice grew hoarse. My heart started pounding faster. “What is it?” “A few nights ago, I had a dream where the Moon Goddess told me to prepare. It was as if she was showing me I needed to teach you about magic. That’s why I’m giving you this book.” She handed me the book. There was something strange about Mrs. Geeny’s voice. Her face looked even gloomier, her eyebrows furrowed low. Was it sadness? Or something else?

"But the iron is useless without the doctrine." Elias looked down at the Master Methodology. He reached out. With a slow, agonizing deliberation, Elias grasped the heavy parchment pages—all one hundred and thirteen types of emotional repair, the bridge holding, the truth reading, the warmth tracking. Thirty years of peace. He turned them all over. He found the first blank page at the back of the book. "We do not erase what Vassa built," Elias said softly, his silver eyes meeting Isra’s tear-filled gaze. "We preserve it. When the war is won, we will turn back to the front of the book."

After the territories merged, I, of the Gerald Family, became the undisputed Godmother of Eustona’s criminal underworld. I took Xavier and returned to our family’s old fortress in North Atlantis. In the garden, Dad had built a small playground for him, with a carousel and swings. Bit by bit, the smile on Xavier’s face returned. He started going back to school, making new friends, and slowly stepping out from the shadows of his past. However, he never mentioned the word “Papa” again.

He let it happen. They planned to keep her alive just long enough to take what they needed. Then they would end her. But one girl, a servant no one noticed, chose to help her. Maybe she was young. Maybe she was afraid. Maybe she saw a mother in pain and couldn’t bear it. No one remembers her name. But that girl unlocked the door, whispered that the guards were asleep, and told the goddess to run. And she did.

I ask the group as we all grab a coffee and head over to the brainstorming section that Gabriel had set up for us, I must say I quite like it. "Well, that is easy, I know someone who owes me a favor and they will have a press conference about how ludicrous this entire ordeal is, we can blame it on wolves and cults. As in actual wolves, not the ones who turn into humans and cults as in human extremists. Is everyone happy with that?" everyone nods in agreement and picks up the books. I happened to pick up the book of Enoch. As in the book that was removed from the bible, I look up at Gabriel and wave the book very subtly and he nods his head, confirming my suspicion with a cute smirk at the en

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

Completely forgetting about a certain small brown envelope left at the foot of his king sized bed, with a glistening red thread and a letter of a wine god left unread. — On the other side of South Korea, in a secluded area by the edge of a forest clouded by Mist, a god has fallen asleep. To be exact, it was in a certain office of a huge mansion lined with high walls, a mop of raven hair laid slumped on the desk table. After a week of deliberation on whether they should send a letter or not, they finally gave in. Their right hand is stained with ink, holding a pen in their sleep with a bunch of crumpled paper on the floor.

We shall see… The End Alpha of Gods is the final book in the Harmony Moon Series. Let me know your thoughts. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed reading about Gabriel, Harper, Willow, Brax, Drake, Ryder, and Demi as much as I have enjoyed writing their stories. Please let me know which was your favorite story in the series. There may also be a spin off of Drakes story. I believe he deserves happiness, don’t you?

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Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.