Heart Beautiful Love Moon Novels & Stories

Lately Aram hated the visit of his uncle, in fact, he hated any visit that came to interrupt his successful and satisfactory ordeal of pain and self-pity. Yasmina had left for life beyond life, and he deserved all that suffering, for he had not protected her. The Moon Goddess had blessed him when she placed her in his destiny and he was not worthy of that grace, sometimes choosing to stay alive was much harder than dying.

The warmth of her skin and the smoothness of her palm on my face made me feel the sweetness of her affections, it was addictive that I leaned into the subtle touch on my face. "The moon goddess grants mates the ability to feel each other's emotions, our hearts become one Rome." I opened my eyes, seeing warmth in hers. "Our hearts beat together as one now." I loved the idea. Despite the fact that I'd not always been obedient to Selene or her attempt to mate me to someone else when I'd already chosen Mirabelle as mine, or her second attempt to give Mirabelle a second chance mate with a fucking vampire, those were scores to settle for another time. I loved the bond and how it connected me to my

Unrequited love is a sting most felt by the young. Moon Goddess Luna was working in her hut. She threw bones and questioned the moon, “The mating season is coming and we need to make sure the couples who can, do have pups before this coming war. Show me, your faithful follower who needs to love who for the strongest pups and longest relationships.” She looked at her bones and took a bundle of lavender and lemongrass to light. “Interesting, this looks right. I’ll trust you Moon Goddess. You chose me to tell them and set it into motion.” She began working the roots to prepare the love potion for the pack dinner tonight. The mates would find each other according to whom the Moon Goddess decided

But the one the bond points to. I squeeze my eyes shut and fight back, forcing myself to picture Irene. Her smile, the warmth in her voice when she says my name, the way she looks at me like I’m more than the mess I’ve always been. I can’t betray her by accepting anyone that's not her. I have accepted her with my whole heart and being, and I won't lose her. But the second I let her fill my mind, the pull only grows stronger, twisting the longing inside me until it hurts. But the moon hangs above me, bright and silver, spilling light over everything. It feels like it’s burning straight through my skin. I’ve never hated the moon before tonight. My wolf grows stronger with it, his pull heavier,

I had always known that Amber loved me, but the emotion she was sharing with me tonight was solid proof that, like how she was to me, I was also her whole life—the only man she loved and the only man she promised to ever love. I sent a silent prayer of gratitude to the moon, thanking Selene for Amber—for the love she nurtured for me through the years, for her strength that kept us standing through it all, and for the beautiful, resilient heart that she has—the heart of a true Luna.

The forest whispered like it knew a secret. Mist slid low over the roots of the black pines, and the moon fat and red as a wound hung unnaturally close to the earth. Lyra Graythorn stood at the edge of the clearing, her breath clouding in the cold, her heartbeat the loudest thing in her ears. She had seen many full moons before, but never one like this. Her grandmother’s words echoed in her mind: The Blood Moon doesn’t just light the sky, child. It marks. It claims.

And the way Damien had broken her heart years ago under the blood moon. This new woman appeared out of nowhere, carrying that same spark and quiet fury behind her eyes. Taylor’s smile returned, thin and sharp. “Well, well… what are you hiding, Celeste?” She pushed away from the wall and started down the corridor. Her footsteps echoed softly, then faded into the stillness that always settled over Greymoon after nightfall. Outside, the moon hung low — whole and white, the kind that made shadows look almost alive. And under its light, three hearts moved in quiet disarray — one rediscovering love, one curdling with jealousy, and one slowly and dangerously beginning to see the truth.

I allow my breath to caress his neck. Rough hands grab me from behind. Fucking pieces of shit! They throw me to the ground and press a boot into my back. Jack yells, “Frank, do it. Finish the ritual. It is the only way!” Frank stares, frozen. His chest heaves as sweat drips from his brow. Scarlet pushes herself up and crawls closer to Frank. She touches his cheek. She cups his face as I had done. She begs, “Do this, please. I want this. I want you. I love you.” She presses her forehead to his. “I am your Luna.”

“Did you love him?” “I did,” Star admits, a surprising softness in her tone. “Lyric did not. I told her over and over again... he would eventually come back to us, he would accept us, if only she showed him she genuinely cared, if she just submitted a little." Star sighs as if her heart is breaking. "But she never listened to me. She hated Bryce with everything inside her. That is precisely why the Moon Goddess would not allow us to keep our pups. She punished us because Lyric would not accept the divine union.”

She had completely forgotten about the red moon, even though she had imitated him, marking the calendar in her room, just as she had seen it, whenever it would occur. On a normal full moon, she would only miss Liam for the first two days, and he would usually be fine after that. But on a red moon, Liam would isolate himself longer, and after that period, he would become weaker and sometimes more injured and sick. That was the curse Liam had to endure. Luckily, red moons didn't happen often. "I'll be fine, Baby," Liam whispered softly. He kissed the top of Ericka's head. "But maybe this time it won't be a red full moon either," Ericka said, looking up at Liam with hopeful eyes. "Maybe it's ju