Jayfeather X Halfmoon Novels & Stories

Long blonde braids billowed out behind her, and the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair was invigorating like nothing she’d ever experienced before. The stars above her seemed even brighter this close to them than they ever had from her bedroom window at the castle. The moon was low in the sky, and she had a feeling Slate would want to land before it illuminated them too much, even though he was flying higher than usual so that it would be more difficult to spot them. They were flying over a kingdom that contributed to the Dragon Moon celebrations and would be for most of the night, but there was no reason to alarm the people beneath them and make them think that the dragon flying o

~STORM As I sit here under the soft glow of the moon, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The moon goddess has truly blessed me in ways I never thought possible. I look around at my beautiful family, and my heart swells with joy. My twins, Selene and Kingdom, are the light of my life. Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am.

He once told me, “If we’re fated, Lyra… I’ll make you my Luna. No matter what.” A soft smile cracked my lips. For a moment, the hallway, the gossips, the whispers, they all faded. It didn’t matter that I was the granddaughter of a broken elder, or that I still wore my dead mother’s pendant like a prayer. When Caleb held me, the world stopped spinning. I tucked the note into my pocket. Tonight was the full moon. My eighteenth birthday. The night of the Fated Mating Ceremony. The night when fated mates would be revealed. When bonds would form, and destinies would begin.

Facts that didn't require my emotional participation to be true. Halfway through, a man at the far left of the table leaned forward. Brennan bloodline. Secondary seat. He had the look of someone who had been waiting to say something for long enough that it had grown more important than he'd intended. "The Halverson gathering," he said. "You navigated three bloodline conversations without briefing. You deflected an internal slight without escalating. You identified the Moretti representative before he identified himself." His eyes were steady on mine. "Where did you learn that?"

The only present that I could afford for her was this handmade pendant that was her name molded with metal wire, with a rose quartz shaped as a crescent Moon, fixed on the top of her name's last 'A'. Entering through the main gate, I made my way towards the garden when someone pulled my hair harshly and yanked it, causing me to fall on my back. I hissed in pain, rubbing my back. Neither I have to look up to know who that motherfucker is nor I have to tell you. "Get up, you useless piece of shit!" Her voice was filled with annoyance and extreme anger. Taking the support of the ground, I forced myself to get up to just be pushed against a wall by Mara, her canines extended. Her free hand quick

@RedBoxingGloves: "Riddle of the day: who is this mystery omega walking around #BeastMaker today?" There are two attached photos of Midnight where almost all you can see are her endless, luscious legs and perfect äss. Her face is not very visible, but it's still obvious that she's beautiful. Maybe that's why her photos have over five thousand retweets. The replies are stupid, the alphas make perverted comments and the omegas make comments full of envy like she needs to eat a hamburger. That may be true, but her body is perfect and she doesn't need anything. @RedBoxingGloves: "Nobody guessed. Her name is Midnight and she is none other than the long lost daughter of Lion Vosse. A half-wolf. I

Within a month, it was finished. They stood before it, hand in hand, admiring their work. "What should we call it?" Elara asked. Caleb thought for a moment. "Moon Valley. Because it's ours, under the moon." "Moon Valley." She tested the name, smiled. "I love it." That night, they made love by the fire, their daughter sleeping peacefully nearby. It was different from before—slower, deeper, full of the comfort and trust that came from years together. Afterward, they lay tangled together, watching the stars through the open door.

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

It was then I realized the price him the moon goddess talked about. It took me weeks of mourning for me to realize he did die for me. Austin wasn’t just my mate, he was my life, my lover, my hero and most importantly the other half me

I took a long and shakily drawn-out breath and whispered back to him, “I know”. At the very moment the words left my mouth, my heart split in two. ---------------------------------------------------- Authors Note. Welcome back to The Moon Series. Thank you for your patience. I am working on multiple projects at the same time, but I will try to keep Twin Moon as my main priority. This section of the story will be vastly different from the happiness and sweetness that Part 1 gave you. But I hope that you stick with it through to the end. Remember to comment your thoughts and feelings along the way. I love reading your feedback.