Hino Rei Sailor Moon の小説・ストーリー

I asked the man, assuming he was the leader of the small pack. “Killian.” He spoke quickly. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Killian. I am…” I started but was cut off by his abrupt interruption. “I know who you are. You are Kyra, the Luna of Night Blaze, and the future Moon Goddess.” Killian spoke.

Says Alice. "The crescent moon indicates a fighter whose intervention will be crucial. Thank Goddess it is a very rare mark because it is a bad omen. It is a sign that a great war is coming and that it cannot be won without this warrior. He is called the General because he leads the army alongside the King and once the war is over, he remains in command of the army.

It had the sign of the moon on it too. "This, is the sword of Artemis, it will be your cloud in the day and fire in the night. It will be your guild. Accept this gift from the goddess of the moon." Myra bowed placing the sword in her hands. Kendrick hesitated taking it at first, but changed his mind as his took it carefully from her hands. He held it in his hands and the moon symbol on the handle of the sword glowed brightly, and so did the moon on Myra's forehead.

“Just teleport me at the back of Mr. Heirt, and everything will be fine.” Though Reigna couldn’t understand how it’d be of help, she stretched her right hand, thinking of nothing but her destination. She put her left hand on Hail’s shoulder, and in a flick of light, they appeared afloat at the back of Mr. Heirt. However, they were detected so easily that Mr. Heirt managed to think of a counterattack. He wielded the barrier nearby to numb the two of them, but Hail was swift to dive away from the barrier.

Maeve was so trusting… I could not fathom how the Moon Goddess could have possibly paired someone as sweet and innocent as her with someone as abrasive and terrifying as I. Sighing, I plopped down onto the bed and buried my head in my hands. “You should be,” I whispered into the air, unsure if she heard me. No matter what I’d do, I would never deserve her in a million lifetimes. All of a sudden, a warm pair of legs straddled my lap. Startled, I lifted my head to see my future Luna hovering above me. The soft look in her eyes as she gazed at me with reverence was hypnotizing—I couldn’t look away from her.

The answer is full of assurance. Maxim grinned. "I am grateful to The Moon Goddess. It's just that I don't like it when you flaunt it in front of everyone." "Stop bragging!" Maxine pulled a small towel that had been draped over Maxim's left shoulder. The girl then meticulously and painstakingly dries Maxim's wet hair. While Maxim just looked at her silently, feeling touch after touch of Maxim above his head while smiling every time their green eyes met. But Maxim couldn't keep that smile on his face for long because Maxine said something he didn't want to hear today.

Mac cast me a subtly concerned glance, obviously picking up on my increasing anxiety. Henry approached the chapel with a stoic expression. Elena and Emma ceased their chatting when they noticed our presence. I glanced at Elena, trying to ascertain if she was handling the herb's effects well. "Elena, the last place I want to show you is a chapel where we pray to the moon goddess," Emma explained. Elena listened with interest, oblivious to any potential harm. "Alpha, we should proceed inside," Henry suggested gruffly, and we did. The three of us retreated to a different chamber unseen by Elena and Emma. Emma positioned Elena under the radiant white moonflower light, known for its healing prope

He needs to find it before something happens to Eliana. As the storm raged outside, thunder rolling across the sky, Caleb felt the weight of the Moon Goddess’s words pressing down on him. Eliana wasn’t just another woman. She was his Luna, reborn and lost to him once again. But not for long. Unbeknownst to Caleb, Gonzalo wasn’t far. Hidden in the shadows of the forest, he watched the mansion from a distance, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. In his pocket, he clutched a small, delicate trinket—a golden locket engraved with a crescent moon.

The crowd erupted in cheers when Rina stepped into view. She was dressed in a flowing robe of silver and white, embroidered with the crest of the Silver Fang Pack. Her hair, neatly braided and adorned with moon-shaped ornaments, caught the light with every step she took. Though her heart pounded in her chest, her stride was steady, her gaze firm—an elite warrior who now bore the grace of a Luna. The elders began the rites, their voices echoing with ancient words as they called upon the Moon Goddess to witness the ceremony. Incense rose into the sky, curling like silver smoke, while the pack lowered their heads in reverence.

She yelled standing up angrily, making everyone present shiver and falling to her feet. “My Queen.” Adira spoke. “Letʼs hear him out for he bears messages from the moon goddes.” She added and Clarissa gave her a look before she finally calmed, her eye color was back to normal and she had her seat back. She looked at the prophet who was already shaken in fear. “Speak.” She ordered.