Godzilla X Moonhidora Novels & Stories

Sharing this secret, hunting together, saving each other's lives, all of that must have strengthened our bond. Yes. That must be it. I'm surprised to hear Cassie sneer. I hadn't realized she'd been following my train of thought. "It's not just that. I had a little help to take control." "Help? From whom?" "From the Moon Goddess of course!"

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

"I have always known, in a thousand little ways, that you were more than you claimed to be, that you were a special person. I have always been honored to have you as my friend. And I know that as my friend, you would do anything, anything you must, to help me if my life were in danger, just as I would do anything for you. I trust you with my life, and it is now in your hands." Ken hated closing the conversation and entire plan in this fashion, but all their lives were at risk. There could be no games. "There is something the moon goddess asked me to give you." Myra's voice was a bit calm, but still contained energy which took Kendrick off guard. Kendrick stares at her without saying a word a

Sat back on his heels. "I'm a werewolf, Elara." I laughed. Couldn't help it. The sound was hysterical. Wrong. "Werewolves don't exist." "You just watched me kill three men with my bare hands." "That doesn't mean…" "Look at me." I looked. His eyes flashed gold. Just for a second. Just long enough to prove I wasn't insane. The laugh died in my throat. "Oh God."

She crossed to the altar, knelt, and ran her fingers just above the moonstone without touching it. Her hand jerked back. “Residue,” she whispered. “It’s the same energy that’s been whispering in my dreams. The spirits aren’t just watching anymore. They’re acting.” I looked at the altar—the one place Nikolai had quietly placed tokens of us: the moonstone he gave me the night we bonded, the vial of his blood mixed with mine from the first time we sealed the mark. “They didn’t touch it,” I said softly. “They circled it. Like a warning.”

I looked at them, at the slight triumphant curve of Lidia's mouth beneath her concerned expression, and suddenly realized all the arguing was pointless. I raised my hand and slowly wiped the blood from my lips, my voice completely flat. "I agree to donate my kidney." Then I called out silently to the Moon Goddess in my heart. [Goddess, if I die on the operation, would that count as accidental death?] The goddess's sigh echoed in my mind. [It would.] I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. That's all I needed. Because I suddenly thought of my third target. Damine.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.

“You were the Alpha of the Shadow Fang pack. You led us... until the night you died.” She took a step back. “Okay. This is crazy. I’m not this ‘Ariya.’ I’m Aria Moon. I’m a senior. I have a normal life.” “You had a normal life,” Kael said. “Until the blood moon returned. Until your body started to remember.” Her legs shook. He kept going. “You’re not human, Aria. Not completely. You’re Moonborn. A bloodline thought to be extinct. That crescent on your wrist? It’s not a birthmark. It’s a mark of inheritance.”

Like every other werewolf, we waited for the moon to seal our fate. She wore the gown I’d bought for her, soft blue silk, hugging every perfect curve. She stood smiling like the daughter of the goddess herself. I was so sure. So damn sure she’d be my mate, my Luna, my forever. I had loved her. Foolishly. Completely. But the Moongoddess toyed with my emotions. Midnight came. Bones cracked. My wolf, Rey emerged. And Amara…..

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.