Is Not The Moon Lovely Novels & Stories

He wiped the tears from her face and gently kissed her forehead. “This is pathetic” she let out a bitter laugh. “No, it’s not. It’s sad yes. But it’s not pathetic” he said while rubbing circles on her hand. “The moon is bright tonight.” Mark suddenly stated the obvious. “I like looking at the moon when it’s full and bright. I like how it gives off a soft light when I’m walking in the garden. It gives me a warm feeling. Every time I look at the moon this is the same feeling I’m having” Amanda listened intently on Mark’s story.

I told her. I turned around and kept walking. Morra walked beside me. We walked down the pack grounds in a comfortable silence. I looked up at the sky every now and then. It was a full moon. It looked beautiful up there. I wished Lorraine was here to watch it with me. In a way, Lorraine had always reminded me of the moon - mysterious, bright and beautiful. "You like coming out at night, don't you?" she asked me. "Why do you say so?"

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The laughter and buzz of people talking faded in the background as the cold breeze of wind whistled in the chilly night and they went farther and farther, higher until they reached the peak of the hill. They were alone. Leonidas turned to November and held both her hands. He smiled down at her, “Do you like it? According to my research, the moon looks closer in this part of the country hence it looks quite big and seems to be nearer.” November looked up to the said moon, the sky was so dark but the moon was beautiful. She chuckled softly, not tearing her gaze away from the moon. “I do. It’s so beautiful Leonidas… So beautiful.” She didn’t see how Leonidas’s gaze gentled and as if unconscious

Thank you moon goddess. Why do you make it hard to stay mad?

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.

With trembling hands, she pushed it open, causing a slight creak to pierce the silence of the night. The moon cast an eerie glow on the world below, its pale light dancing on the rustic backyard. Luna peered into the darkness, her thoughts still consumed by the ghostly presence of her mother. She longed for the comfort only her touch could bring, the warmth of her embrace in times of fear and uncertainty.

She spoke with reasoning and elegancy, as well as the moon sign on her forehead. "If you are truly sent by the moon goddess," He stares at her, studying her, but it was hard to read her mind because her face was blank. "Then Can you tell me why the moon goddess has forsaken us?." There is slight anger in his tune that its almost impossible to notice how furious he was inside. Myra felt deeply hurt that her people thought she had forsaken them. If only thy knew. "She didn't..." She tries explaining but is cut off by another question from Kendrick through grited teeth.

"You think you’re here to exploit a weakness. But look closer, Kael." I didn't reach for my blade. I reached for the air itself. I called upon the Moonveil energy—the deep, cold, crystalline power that had been dormant for three millennia. I pulled it from the earth, from the river, and from the very marrow of my bones. The bridge exploded with white, silver light. It wasn't an explosion of heat; it was an explosion of presence. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient sovereignty. The silver light wreathed my body, lifting my hair, turning my eyes into twin pools of liquid mercury.

I don’t know whether it was the moon who was beautiful or if it’s the girl who’s’ beside me. We were using the glass elevator, and I watched in amusement how Amelia was getting so amazed by the view. If only I met her sooner, then maybe I could’ve toured her here even before it was open to the public. I love seeing how happy she looked while she was looking at the moon. It’s not fair how she’s prettier than the moon itself, how she’s the brightest tonight despite the amount of stars twinkling above us.