Jack-o Moon Sun And Moon Show Novels & Stories

“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.

He requests handling it carefully. I nod taking it from him and scrupulously handling it. He opens the jar and gently taking the moon from it. It's small, for some reason. "Why is it so tiny?" I question inspecting it closely. He reverberates a hearty laugh. "It's supposed to be like that," Moon replies. "Come now, we don't have much time." He explains and asks me to hold it once more.

where my love was displayed as a foolish, messy mistake. The people didn't attack us. They simply watched us with those hollow, silver eyes, their collective "Peace" acting as a psychic pressure that tried to drown out our "Grey" fire. "Mother, look at the moon," Leo said, pointing upward. The sun was high, but the moon was visible too—a massive, solid silver disc that was currently eclipsing the violet star. From the moon, a single beam of white light shot down into the center of the city, into the Inner Sanctum.

Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles. Magenta stepped into the center of the circle. “Members of the Moon Shadow Pack, we are gathered tonight before the Moon Goddess, Selene, to humbly ask that Princess Brenna Sutton join the ranks of Luna among us.” Then she turned toward the moon and raised her arms. “Oh, Moon Goddess, I present to you Princess Brenna Sutton as a Potential Luna.” Magenta took the candle from me and stepped away. I took my place in the center of the stones, looked up at the moon, and lifted my hands. “Oh great Moon Goddess, I, Princess Brenna Sutton, humbly present myself to become your next Luna, if you so choose.”

Mj shivered slightly as the sun descended behind the treeline, causing the air to take on the bite of night when Jay reached over and rubbed her arms, “you cold little sister?” Mj smiled up at her brother and shook her head, “Nah, just a chill” she said as she glanced out into the water she noticed a cluster of strange orbs bobbing above the surface and as she studied them, she realized they were almost lit up from within. Mj moved to the side of the boat and began to lean out when Moxie grabbed her arm and slowly pulled her away from the edge, “careful now, gators are sneaky,” Mj twisted to look at her brother, and he winked. Mj looked out over the water in awe, the horizon seemed to blur w

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

"I feel like a girl who accidentally broke three training wraiths and slept for seventy-two hours." "That’s because you were fighting the energy instead of directing it," Malachi said. He reached out, his hand hovering inches from the surface of the pool. "Look." As he moved his hand in a slow, upward arc, the water responded. It didn't splash; it rose. A perfect sphere of liquid moonstone lifted from the pool, suspended in the air between us. It spun slowly, reflecting the bioluminescent garden in its shimmering surface. "I’m not 'lifting' the water," Malachi explained, his gaze fixed on the sphere. "I am convincing the molecules that they belong in the air. I am aligning my internal freque

It turned out to be Akira's voice. I looked back and could only see the darkness of the night. "Phew!" I breathed with a relieved voice, as I crossed the bridge of moon city. This was the beginning of my freedom. With the darkness of the night, I set out to wander in uncertainty. The beginning of my identity had come, and I wasn't going to be defined by a common rejection. Suddenly, I felt the presence of some unfamiliar scents around me. Before I could say Jack, they forcefully grabbed me.

Maira has had more chances than she deserves. She excuses herself stiffly and leaves with a glare she tries to hide. I don’t miss the way Jodie rubs her temple lightly, like she’s trying to ease a headache. Dante clears his throat and switches to the next topic, pulling out a few sheets about the Moon Festival. He starts explaining the manpower allocation, the food stalls, the patrol schedules. Jodie listens quietly and then nods. “The next Luna should finalize those plans,” she says, her tone even, almost emotionless. “Once I hand everything over, I’ll leave.”

But more come…it is useless. Armond yells, “Useless servant.” He looks at his minions. “Your snack is served.” They descend on him like vultures. He smirks. “Now, chain her properly.” His minions chained me to the floor, where I could barely move. Armond stood in the center of the stage. He raised his arms. “The blood moon rises tonight, and with her blood we will reign supreme.” He lifts an ornate goblet. The hall erupts in cheers. My anger boils over.