Jack O Moon Fanart Novels & Stories

I glanced at a few of the books, some fantasy novels and a small sketch pad. I opened the sketch pad and looked through it, she was good. Really good. The scenes were mostly outdoors. Forests, waterfalls, mountains. All done with such grace and precision. Each more lovely and realistic than the last. I noticed at the bottom there was a J written as beautifully as the drawings themselves. I got to the last page and there was a drawing of a moon. Bright and beautiful in the sky but there was something else to it. The drawing felt sad. “What the hell.” I snapped as I lifted my hand and wiped a tear from my cheek.

Cassia cried until her makeup streaked down her face and no one came. Tomas whimpered between clenched teeth. Reed groaned through his swollen jaw. And MoonRiver held its breath. Because tomorrow, if Lillieth still slept, the pack would be starving, desperate, raw. And if she woke? Then the pack would witness what happened when an Alpha who swore he’d never bow to the Moon found out the Moon had already claimed him — and dared someone to touch what was his.

“That’s appreciated, Elder Harvey.” Harvey beams and turns to me, his excitement barely contained. “You’ll be happy, Luna. The feast will be your formal introduction to the pack. Then, at the Blood Moon Festival, you’ll receive Eliora’s blessing for your union.” His joy rings out like a song. But inside me, a chill takes hold. The Blood Moon Festival. The one Primrose warned me about. The night the Luna goddess weaves her threads. Links true mates. How long does Gerald think he can fool a goddess?

"A fated mate is a pull you have towards someone. Someone who was made by the Moon Goddess just for you. As soon as you find a fated mate, most times the pull is so strong, your emotions run wild and boom, you're having sex 24/7. A chosen mate would be more of a friend, or significant other who you might date and decide you want to take them as you're life long partner. Fated mates are treasured and very important in wolf culture, though. Some people think that if you reject your fated mate, you will be cursed." "What if you have a fated mate but don't want to commit to it yet?" "I guess you could date and take your time?" "And what is a Moon Goddess?" "The Moon Goddess is our higher power.

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

Valery said, shaking her head, “it’s a fictional character painted in a book. You can’t actually know what he looks like.” “I don’t know about that,” Nadia said dryly. “Our Margret could paint God himself if He sent instructions to her dreams.” “Don’t tempt me. I might.” Margret winked. “Come on, anyone can- like that other book I read, Hooked. There’s a detective chasing a serial killer, and an artist who can paint faces based on description from witnesses and possible leads. But as the plot thickens, the artist realizes the man she’s been sketching isn’t a stranger at all… he’s the same man she’s falling in love with- her neighbor next door.”

“Jackie is not our mate, and the fact that we lord is the main reason the moon goddess as being punishing us with all this attackers” Uuuuh I really like where this is heading.

I don't normally say this to two souls that are not chosen by the moon goddess, but I strongly believe it is so; You guys meet each other for a very important reason," she again told me. I nodded hearing what she had said. I then say my goodbye to the others and swiftly exit the cottage. I suddenly slow down seeing Jacob now shirtless; showing his muscular body and a large tattoo on his back; doing his push-up quickly. His entire body was cover in sweat. Tears fill my eyes as I walk slowly, seeing him even closer, sadly, and seeing the tattoo against his body even clearer. A tattoo of a large moon that resembles the full moon, but melancholy beside the full moon it had a wolf howling alone t

Jack seemed a little surprised by her sudden interest, but that didn't seem to bother him at all. Actually, anyone could say that he was also enjoying to have that conversation with her. "Partially, yes. But the tattoo is not really that meaningful as you might think. Despite the fact that I do love watching the moon, this is the symbol of the Rebels." he explained. "Ah… That makes sense. It's very nice. I already said that, sorry…" "Don't need to apologize. You know…" Jack said as he got up from the chair. The dinner was already over and Violet didn't even realize it. Time was passing without her noticing it.

and I'm pleased Jack caught me because of it. "You're not my pack," Arthur declares. "I was born here," Jack responds. "I'm a dark moon alpha as much as any man here." "And what are you going to do with her?" Lucas asks Jack pulls me up by reaching down and his eyes narrow. As he looked about at the other men—all of whom were nude, dripping with perspiration, and ready for even the tiniest opportunity to sink their teeth into both of us—he wrapped an arm around me while sticking out his other hand's claws.