Novel & Cerita I Swear By The Moon

For truth. When the moon rose full, Dylan stood, stripped off his cloak, and raised his head. Then he howled. A long, piercing, broken sound—not of dominance, but devotion. The wind caught it, carrying it across ridges, rivers, and rooftops. And in that sound was his vow: Lies would never again rule Silverclaw. Her name would never again be forgotten. And he would sing for her—forever.

Maya Woods was born an Omega. Weak, unwanted, and treated as nothing more than a slave in her pack. But fate bound her to Alpha Damien, the powerful young Alpha who refused to claim her, yet refused to let her go.Used in secret and ignored in public, Maya’s life was a cycle of pain and false promises until the night everything changed. Broken, bleeding, and on the edge of death, she was saved by the most feared Lycan King of all, Rasmus.With Rasmus, Maya discovered a new truth about herself, a hidden power no Omega was meant to carry, and a bond stronger than anything she had ever known. But love in the Lycan world is never simple. Desire burns, enemies circle, and betrayal waits closer than

I clutched my sons closer, my tears falling freely, not from grief this time, but from overwhelming joy. For the first time, I felt it fully, deeply, irrevocably. I was not cursed. I was not broken. I was bound. Bound not by chains, not by curses, but by love. Bound to Kael. Bound to my children. Bound to my pack. Bound to the moon itself. That night, beneath the full moon’s silver glow, I stood at the cliff’s edge with Kael beside me and my sons in my arms. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it the voices of

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.

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

He begged and begged. He took his hand in hers. “Lily, Lily, talk to me!” He cried. Lily just smiled softly as she pushed her cold, pale head against Liam’s skin. “Warm,” was all she said. “CAN I GET A DOCTOR OVER HERE!” Liam screamed, voice still cracking like shattered porcelain. “NOW!”

The only sound you could hear wear their chants and the birds chirping. The leader of the group stood in the middle. She was in her early forties. She stood in the circle with her long black robe with thorns on it. There was a crown of daffodils flowers on her head and she stood in the circle holding a white lamp which was tied by the legs. She slaughtered the lamb at the neck as they chanted aloud. She took a calabash and allowed the blood from the lamb to pour inside. She inhaled deeply and dipped her finger inside the blood and put it in her mouth. She began to chant louder than others and knelt on the ground whipping her hair and rolling her eyes as if controlled by someone else.

Every night I'd wished for them to sing, but now I wished for them to be silent ghosts, nothing but a bad dream. I press the heel of my palms to my closed eyes, cursing the wolves. "I hate you, I hate you all" I hiss, clawing at my hair. One night, that's all it took. One night I had told Irana to tell mum I was gonna be late. I'd been going to a friend's house, but that night, the night I didn't walk home with her and wolves swoop in.

Let’s embark on another adventure together. Moon

My thinner human skin is a map of blooming bruises and broken skin, highlighted in the sunshine. “I am not going back to the highway. The moon has spoken to me and given me a command. It told me to come to the swamp and it is guiding me towards the rogue and the girls. I will not disobey the moon, its orders supersede all,” I declare, panting, “do what you must, but I will do the same. If you want me to leave this swamp, you will have to kill me first.”