Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Moony

“Stop making your mam cry little man.” We lay together just looking into one another’s eyes. “We need to start thinking of nursery themes. I want something original. Maybe Harry Potter?” She says with a laugh. She is trying to get to me. “No, it has to be wolves.” I tell her. She sticks out her tongue. I hear the door slam hard downstairs. “Stella”! I hear Moon yell for her sister. “Up here”! Stella yells back. The door flies open. Moon is looking a wreck. She has definitely been crying. “Oh my God Moon what’s wrong? Did something happen”? Stella asks.

“I'll meet you back here before dinner." Hermione doesn’t follow me, thankfully. The last thing I want to do is to get my little angel in trouble with him too. He is cruel, heartless, and not human. He lurks these halls with a watchful eye, reading to punish whoever steps beyond his laws. We call him the Moon. He doesn't have another name. Whether he is a conscious entity or not, we don't know, but what I do know, is that he had a large library built right in the centre of this manor. I'm thankful for it, and it is often a reprieve from the repetitive life here.

she said in a quivering tone and he looked in her direction again, she grinned foolishly while shivering. The Aryan king regarded her in contemplation while her bracelets slowly turning into icy whites from its reddish radiance-the sign of withdrawal of his protection to the woman. “Our moon is smaller but it’s so warm looking at its peak. I call it the yellow pirate on a full moon, blue fairy on a blue moon, and death hallows on its waning gibbous.” She stared at the moon having no idea that she was slowly being killed with much coldness every minute. “you know deathly hallows on Harry Potter? You gotta love those movies. It has magic and spells I badly wanted to memorize. I’ll show you my

She had done some reading about the Omen Moon. Kaya sat beside me and she had a book open in front of her. Her bright green wolf eyes glowed as she glanced across each page. “Miss Lorena, I think I found something about the Momen Moon.” I smiled. She had a little difficulty pronouncing the word ‘Omen’. I found it adorable. I took the book gently out of her hands and glossed over it. My eyes were wide open and I immediately rushed for my phone. Hazel had to know about this.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

He said. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Franco and that's all you need to know. I don't have time for chitchat. Now let us see." He walks towards me and pull me by my hair. "Look at the moon now." He said showing me the Blue moon who is shining so beautiful in the sky. Something inside me is burning. I look t the moon but I see nothing as it shines blinds me. "It hurts! It hurts!" I shouted. I feel my claws are extending as my nose, ears and eyes are bleeding. My bones are cracking as well as my skull. "What is happening to me?" I saw the man smiling at me.

“You don’t change until the first full moon after your 17th birthday. However some of us will start to have some minor changes before. Better hearing, better eyesight, better sense of smell, craving meat more, wanting to be outdoors all the time. Things like that. The first time you turn it is very painful. You have no control over it and it will happen faster if you are directly in the moon light, but it will happen even if it is cloudy. It just takes longer.” Amaris took a moment to absorb all this. Then it dawned on her. “Tonight is the full moon!” Amaris burst out standing up. Anna came over to put her arm around Amaris’ shoulders and sat her down once more. “Now you know why I have been

she pretty much screamed making me deaf in one ear while pulling me into a bone breaking hug. Standing in my closet looking at us in the mirror with Lily straightening out her light pink dress completed with her tan skin, hugging her curves perfectly. With her platinum blonde hair with slight curls in it. Being the future Luna of Opal moon she has to look gorgeous because her father still thinks she needs to find her mate.

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

“Is that even possible? Moon flowers need direct sunlight, don’t they?” “They’re called Honey Moon Mousse,” Dante explained gently, his massive frame surprisingly patient. “A dessert?” Lily tilted her head, utterly confused. Dante sighed, a rare sound of patience from the Lycan General, and plucked several stems. He held one out to her, his large paw moving with unexpected care. “Eat one. Trust me.” I watched through his eyes, stunned. This was the same ruthless Commander who spoke to no one in anything softer than a snarl. Now he sounded almost tender, coaxing her like something precious he feared might shatter.