Hung The Moon Book Novels & Stories

The words seemed heavier now. Darker. The children were playing under the full moon when it began. I froze slightly. The full moon. A strange coincidence. At first, it was his hands. They stretched. Twisted. Bones cracking beneath skin that no longer knew how to hold its shape. My heart started to race. Then came the sound. Not a scream. Not a cry. But something deeper. Something animal. I shut my eyes briefly. “No… it’s just a story,” I whispered. But my hands refused to close the book.

Luna, in turn, regaled them with cosmic anecdotes, weaving a tapestry of celestial wonders that captivated the Blackmoon audience. As the night deepened, the moon cast its silvery glow over the Blackmoon landscape. Luna, surrounded by the warmth of newfound friends, felt a sense of cosmic kinship that transcended the boundaries of realms. The Blackmoon enclave, once veiled in shadows, now stood as a testament to the transformative power of celestial intervention.

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.

But in the same sense, I was not going to do anything about it. Following the evening at the bar, I had decided to take my last couple of days slow and just ride out the remaining time but then I was invited to this celebratory event involving a large fire, refreshments, and arguably good company. Once again, I was intrigued and unable to decline his invitation to this fire event. I was curious just how crazy wolves would get on a full moon.

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.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

~STORM As I sit here under the soft glow of the moon, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The moon goddess has truly blessed me in ways I never thought possible. I look around at my beautiful family, and my heart swells with joy. My twins, Selene and Kingdom, are the light of my life. Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am.

— I murmured. I turned the book over to see who the author was, but there was no name. The printing of the book was dated ********. — Cronnos, do you know anything about the descendants of the Moon Goddess? — I asked the fleabag. He stopped dancing, looking thoughtful. - In truth no. I've never heard anything like it,” he replied. I flipped through the pages until I came to one that said: The true form of the descendants of the Moon. Below was a drawing of a wolf with snow-white fur and eyes shining like amethysts.

Yes, a smut. I can’t stop the heat from warming my cheeks as I read this… deliciously naughty story about the moon queen and her five mates. I’m not sure if she grabbed the wrong book, or wanted me to read this filthy book just to… what? Prepare me for the future? Or just to get me all antsy with no release? Even so, I enjoyed the read. I spent most of the early morning reading while the sun started to rise, and curfew was in effect.

she chuckled, bringing him only closer to her. “Definitely thumbs…” he promised, thrusting softly against her. “This though… this is just an added bonus.” “Wow…” “What?” “So romantic…” “You know you love it,” he teased her. “Now, come on… I hear it’s a full moon tonight.” Aislyn frowned, “You heard?” “You’re not quiet, baby,” he replied, his body already transitioning on top of hers. His Beta was back in his true form, ready to entertain this fantasy.