I'll Give You The Moon Novels & Stories

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

As the time came to settle the bill, I reached for my debit card. However, as I motioned to the waiter, he stopped me, "Never! I won't allow my lady to pay while I'm still seated here." I smiled, "It's my treat," I insisted. "It's my bill," he countered. "Darling, you can take care of the bill in a different way," I whispered. "How?" I leaned in closer, "Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars..." I hummed the lyrics. "How am I supposed to do that? Get a rocket? Isn't that more expensive than the bill?"

Just like me. But it’s not the truth of what he is that rattles me most. It’s what he said: Finding me tonight. Because tonight, there’ll be a full moon.

"Why did she…" "Because of me. Because of what I did to you." My stomach dropped. "What you did to me?" He stood. Paced. Ran a hand through his hair. For the first time since I'd known him, Lucien Blackwood looked uncertain. "The night you came here. The full moon. I wasn't in control. My wolf was too close to the surface and you…" He stopped. "You calmed something I've never been able to control. And when we were together, something happened that I didn't intend."

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

Shanda stood up and picked it up, and handed it to Izabella. "It's your dad..." She thought her father's purpose might be essential, so she answered the call. She took a deep breath and tried to clear her throat before speaking. "Hi, Dad! What's up?" "Iza, I'm sorry for calling you so late. It's a good thing that Jerry told me to inform you that it's the full moon. You got thirty-five minutes to get out of that place..." "Oh..." Her mind was in a panic. "Do you want us in the basement of the lab?"

I tried to reach for his hand, but he stepped back, a deliberate, agonizing three inches of space opening up between us. ​“Killian?” I breathed, my voice trembling. “What are you doing? The Moon... she matched us. We are fated.” ​“The Moon matched two wolves,” Killian hissed, leaning in so only I could hear the venom in his tone. “But I am a man who needs a kingdom. I won't spend my life dragging an Omega through the mud just because of a cosmic accident.” ​He straightened up, his chest expanding as he addressed the thousands of waiting wolves.

Send help if you want, or I’ll spill the gossip about you and the Sun God! Oh my god, I thought, is she really blackmailing the Moon Goddess?

Dieta de Lune, ma devo ti solasta gor libertia du essencia de ma harte de surita enilationa de ula exestian– Moon Goddess, I channel your power to free my loved one from the fate of a doomed life. Until Ethan's eyes opened.

Maybe he looks just a little more like me? I hope so. This shall be the first gift I will give you. I turn to check back on the moon. She smiles back at me to show I can trust her. I do. “Good night, little brother,” I whisper with thoughts of what he will look like.