Ivorymoon Novels & Stories

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.

“I heard what happened. How is she now?” I shook my head, barely able to look her in the eye. “I don’t know, Mom. I don’t. Why… Why does the moon feel so full when it’s supposed to guide us? It feels like a curse now.” “We need to find the antidote,” Ivy said. “You keep saying that like there’s one lying around!” I snapped. “This poison… It’s not something you find a cure for in a book. The person who created it is dead..”

Dorian takes an angry bite of his bread and turns to look back at Ronan, muttering profanities under his breath. Dorian is the son of Winona Cruz – President Cardenas' sister and the Alpha of the Legend pack, where Alpha court is located. It’s not a secret that his older sister is set to become the Luna of the Blackwood Pack. That is, if Ronan can stop postponing his ceremony. “What does your Mom plan to do about it.”

“I don’t care what it costs. I won’t let him fall.” The Moon Goddess’s lips curved into the faintest smile, sorrowful yet proud. “Then rise, Ivy of the broken and the brave. Your path awaits.” The silver glow around her brightened, spilling into the air, forming a trail of light that stretched across the mountains. Ivy stood, resolve hardening inside her chest, and began to follow.

Her voice seemed to come from all directions at once. “I am Ivy the Eternal. The curse. The crown. The chaos.” I drew my moon-blade, runes shining like distant stars. “I am Lucy,” I breathed, “mother of peace, daughter of war, chosen of the Moon. And I’m done with your lies.” The duel shook the very earth. She struck first, claws flashing like blades of flame. I dodged and countered, slicing one wing cleanly with a howl. Black ichor splattered the stone. Her scream shattered three nearby columns.

“If you don’t let me go right now, I’ll call my mom and she’ll make you regret ever capturing me.” Lyric stopped abruptly in her tracks and turned to Ivy, walking slowly towards her. “Go ahead then. Call your mom.” Lyric paused a bit before continuing. “Because you just gave me the confirmation I needed. I now know she’s the moon goddess and I can’t wait to meet her again.”

Chapter 1: The Mark of Rejection The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting a pale silver sheen over the Midnight Howl Pack’s sacred grounds. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration. Selene's twenty-first birthday, the age when a wolf finally senses their fated mate. She stood at the heart of the moonlit glade, wrapped in a gown the color of raven feathers, embroidered with silver threads that shimmered like stardust. Her long obsidian hair flowed down her back in soft waves, catching the light of the full moon. Her striking violet eyes, unusual even among wolves, gleamed with excitement, hope, and the unspoken longing she had buried deep for years.

“I am tainted Xavier, I am not perfect, I don’t even know if I would for once be so well for you to like perfectly, I am used” “The Moon Goddess chose you to be my mate Nathalia, she could have chosen a perfectly fit and well person to be my mate, hell many women have come my way, the ones who were sent by enemies to derail me, the ones who just wanted a night stand and those who wanted and could go any length for me to full have them as mine and mark them but the Moon Goddess gave you to me, a pure blessing and you think you are not worth it Nathalia? You are worth more than you can ever imagine I don’t know why you don’t see these” he asked this time it broke him too see that she didn’t ev

ownership. Her fury curdled into something colder. “We ride for Silvermoon,” Ivora hissed, voice coiled with venom, “tonight. I want that insolent Luna’s heart skewered and strung from the palace gates before dawn.” The Royal Advisor went pale. “Your Majesty—the Ravenflock Alliance—” “Will burn,” Ivora snapped, silencing him with a single glare. Her voice dropped to a lethal purr, silken and cruel. “As will their precious Luna. I’ll peel her skin from her bones and watch her scream for mercy that will never come.”

The hall is captivated. “I am Ivy Carter, the sole princess of Ice Moon. And I have always been her! The detour through your lives was a nightmare I would like to forget. I am here tonight to give Silver Claw another chance. I am here to forgive you for what you did to me. It is up to you now what you will decide to do. I’m giving you this one chance.”