Jupiter Sailor Moon Characters Novels & Stories

JP took all the kids and went to the playroom with them. “What’s with all the noise?” asked Luka coming in and walking to his mate and then planting a kiss on her forehead. “Somaya is officially the Luna of the devil pack.” Said Zoe with so much excitement. “As if they did not fear us enough the Moon Goddess went and paired and hybrid and a fairy queen.” Said Luka as he accepted a cup of coffee from Lizzy.

Even then, he was nowhere close to even compete with the person sitting before him. Zeonen E Aahil was the dream mate of the she-wolves in the Eastern Crescent Empire. Those who catch a glance of him would only think of him and dream of his face for days to come. His silver hair gleamed like stardust in the sun and the gem-like sapphire blue eyes set in his fair and finely sculpted features darkened and lightened according to his mood.

Jule was laying on a borken table where I once gathered the papers. “Thanks,” I thanked Mitne and looked at he papers I got intime. “Vorel Bloodline?” Mitne suddenly mentioned something and I looked at him and the papers. “Do you know the name?” I asked and nodded at me. “Yes, they have a Luna Queen by that name, even if she is using her nickname Flo. She is a powerful magic user, just like you. She has black hair and rainbow colored eyes…” Mitne suddenly looked at Caroline who was standing in shock as she looked at the two fighting.

“Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.” The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world. Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears. "The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart." "Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.” Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give b

For a moment the air was heavy and her voice sharp as pain filled her eyes,but it was only for a moment and it disappeared soon after like it wasn't there “Tell me Shelia,do you think that the moon goddess granted you another chance if living just so that you could get revenge on this measley kingdom” I asked her, staring into her beautiful silver eyes,her face was full of confusion and uncertainty “You are full of magic,and your ability to heal proves it” I said holding her shoulder as I tried to stick the information into her “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed,you are the prophecy” Shelia's POV “Your silver eyes proves it all…you are blessed, you are the prophecy”

"I gave up everything for him, and now he brings home a slave and expects me to bow." Lyra looked at Kael, who stood rigid with his jaw clenched. He did not deny any of it. "I am sorry that happened to you," Lyra said, choosing her words carefully. "But I did not ask for any of this. I did not ask to be his mate, and I did not ask to be here. The moon goddess chose me, and I am trying my best to become what she needs me to be." Varya stared at her for a long moment, and then she laughed, a cold and hollow sound. "The moon goddess chose a slave with delusions of grandeur. How fitting for a king who hides in the forest and abandons his pack for weeks at a time."

“So what are you?” I frowned, not knowing what to answer him. “What kind of question is that?” “The kind you ask in Blackveil before deciding whether to help or sell someone for more business” I met his gaze, very cool and calm. “I was Luna-in-waiting of the Crimson Moon Clan.” His expression froze immediately I said that. “…Was,” he repeated carefully. “Yes.” He leaned back slowly, feeling pity for me which I didn't appreciate. “That explains the scent.”

' He asked himself in astonishment. "Ah, then I'm the only one who needs to introduce here." Lunaire merrily said as she approached the hunk with grace. Mort quickly notices the resemblance between Sumire and the sylphlike woman standing in front of them. Sumire obviously got Lunaire's striking beauty, only the mother had a tear mole in both the corner of her hazel orbs. The maiden possesses her father's stormy dark gray eyes, beautiful but disastrous. Sumire and Chaise ooze the same strong aura. Both are rebellious, bold, and stubborn cold.

Leon’s mind was going so many miles per second. It was racing faster than a racecar. But he decided that he was going to trust the girl, and besides, he did not have much of a choice or time. So he opened his hands and held the hands of the blonde girl in his hands. The girl then told him to close his eyes and try his best to contact the Moon goddess. His eyes shot open, and he shook his head. “Cassie, normal people like us can’t just contact the Moon goddess. You have to be an Alpha or a Luna. Or someone like Selena who was purposely chosen by the goddess.” As much as he wanted to help the omega, he wanted them to be logical as well.

Leroy chimed in enthusiastically, "Exactly! Jackson could crush a hundred rogues in an instant! They wouldn't last a single second against his dominant might!" The mother-son duo's over-the-top, desperate performance makes the other Silvermoon elders cringe inwardly. Everyone in the territory knows I am the crown jewel of our pack—beautiful, brilliant, and carrying the sacred future Luna bloodline. Yet, ironically, my own mother and brother are complete, easily manipulated fools. Jackson’s face twitches violently as he forces a tight, strained laugh. "Alpha Female, Leroy, your kind words are slightly exaggerating my humble abilities." If not for my fertile body and the Silvermoon inheritance