Half Moon Spectacles Novels & Stories

My head was spinning, and at this moment, it was too much to bear. Alone, I pulled the Afghan over myself and watched the figures moving across the screen, enjoying being able to lie down and stretch out comfortably for the first time in days. I stared at the sunshine peering through the sliding glass doors to the right, when my thoughts went to the Moon Goddess, Selene, and what Magenta had said.

Come to me pup, find me... It's time for the blue moon... I've been waiting for too long... """'"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""'''' Not again...! Skylar speculated she regain consciousness, slowly sitting upright on her bed. She brought her knees up to her chest, she turned her head to the side, staring out the window, saw the moonlight shimmering through her window.

said Reymond in awe. "What should we do next?" said Tanner. "Hmm ... let's go around first," said Eruza thoughtfully, to which everyone agreed. "Nelson what do you see?" Leonard asked, the burly man really liked Nelson, who was considered the youngest of them. However, Nelson did not answer at all, because Leonard was curious to follow Nelson's eyes, as well as the others so that they all froze too. Two months during the day, one crescent and one full moon. The crescent moon is blue while the full moon is red. It's not natural at all.

A light split through the storm, brighter than the blood moon, purer than any spell cast by the gods. It descended—slowly, steadily—until it found Ava, suspended in the air like a breath between worlds. She didn’t move. Her eyes were shut, her arms loose by her sides. But the wind around her had stilled, as if the mountain itself dared not breathe. Then it began. From her back, two currents of energy burst—one of burning silver, the other deep crimson. They twisted and wove into each other, creating a spiral of twin flames that rose into the heavens. Her skin shimmered, turning pale gold beneath the silver moonlight.

These eyes send a chill down my spine: violet, razor-sharp, peeling away my defenses to reveal every weakness beneath. “Glad you could join us, Aiden,” Mirasol purrs, beaming in all her allure before the members of the A.S.S. It’s a large meeting room, since the building is so large, but she commands the entire room with effortless grace. “Since you’re already up here front and center, I can tell you would like to help us with a very important demonstration.” “What kind of demonstration?” My brain is groggy and I'm struggling to catch up. My voice is rough, and my instincts are already whispering that I’m in for some kind of well-planned trouble.

She said. Emberlynn didn't care about her words. She was more fixated on the necklace she was swinging. It looked awfully like the amulet she often saw in her dream. As Selena got closer, Emberlynn narrowed her eyes, taking in the details to ensure she wasn't seeing things. The amulet sparkled in the light. The silver pendant, shaped like a crescent moon, gleamed with a soft, ethereal glow as if infused with a gentle magic.

“Let’s get you something warm, okay?” My jaw trembled. Something warm wrapped around me. “David?” She turned her head back to the jeep. “Maggie and Duke are doing everything they can.” I closed my eyes, wishing there was more that I could do. As I closed my eyes, the world around me dissolved, and I found myself standing in the familiar dreamscape: the forest clearing, but instead of the sky being filled with stars and a full moon, the moon was only half full. There was no one around to watch, but Selene was still seated on the large rock alone.

"his father said. "I am not accepting Amelia Bricks as my mate," Sean said, looking at his father. "Who do you think you are to say that?" His father asked. "Father, we are talking about my mate and not yours," Silas replied. "You have no right to choose my mate for me, you might be my father and the Alpha but you are not the moon goddess who chooses a mate for us," Sean stated. "You will marry and make her your Luna and that's final. " His father said.

"Is it... Is it in place? It feels a bit chilly." "It's done," Ethan replied as he secured the silver clasp. The pendant, resembling a crescent moon, now rested against her chest, mirroring his perception of her – pure and radiant like the moonlight that had guided him through his darkest times. Unlike the harsh glare of the sun, it was soft and soothing, enough to calm his inner turmoil and dispel the shadows within.