Kami Of The Crescent Moon Novels & Stories

Jayden blurted out in anger. Staring at him with a blank expression, Rex kept mute until Jayden sat back down with a vicious anger. "As I was saying,” He kept on. "Jaylen is the Moon Goddess chosen Alpha. He is the Moon Goddess Choice and any attempt to go against this would result to the destruction of us all. And I don't think we want that—“ Jayden growled attempting to jump at Rex, but he got beaten to it by his twin brother. "No way! No way this is really happening!" Jaylen stood up with rage.

She didn’t know about that. “She…” Her mother’s breath hitched, “she tied him to the moon. Just him though. He won’t be able to roam the earth as a human for two weeks straight. He would be trapped in his wolf form, with no hold on his humanity, for every first two weeks of the month” A breath of relief left Shirley in a rush. Relief that at least he was not without his suffering. Werewolves took pride in their strength as wolves. Not being able to access and control that form when they wanted had to be a nightmare, innit?

said Dante. “Okay, the moon goddess is in water and so when I cannot shift during a full moon, I swim so I can be connected with the moon goddess. I was going to do it in my bathtub, but since I have your company, maybe I could do it in the pool. Will you join me?”

I asked her. “What’s what?” I stood up and moved the towel from her neck and there it was, as clear as day. A bright red triple moon emblem, just like symbol of the Moon Goddess. When Zee was unconscious after her attack, I remember seeing a pale pink crescent moon on the back of her neck. But this is different, the colour is darker and its grown. That’s not a usual birth mark. “What is it?” Zee asked, “It's uh, well, I don’t know what it is” I stuttered.

He left Dark Moon Guardians and headed in the direction of the witch. Cressida looked at Sally's swollen belly with excitement. She used magic so the cub would be born within hours rather than months. Once it was born, she would place another spell on it so it would be a full-sized man within a week. She had an army already but never felt like she had enough. When Connor called to say he needed to see her, she told him to bring another virgin. He was angry, but she knew he would come through. If he didn't, she would use her magic on him and turn him into one of her soldiers.

Her words were a beacon, guiding me toward accepting my strength and the role I was about to step into. Under the luminous glow of the full moon, my transformation began, a spectacle of nature's profound magic that Cassy witnessed for the first time. The moonlight cascaded down, its silver beams wrapping around me like a cocoon, enhancing the power and intensity of the shift. This night, marked by the ceremony, was not just another evening but a pivotal moment, and the Moon Goddess seemed to take a keen interest in my transition.

I let out a huff, though my curiosity quickly got the better of me. “Fine,” I said. “Then what do they call me?” Orion's gaze lifted to the silver markings etched across the sanctuary's dome. They glittered faintly above us. “We call you the Goddess of the First Crescent,” he said. “The Goddess of the First Crescent?” I repeated, frowning. “Isn't that basically another name for the Moon Goddess?” Orion shook his head. “No. Not really.” His gaze remained on the silver crescent above us before he continued.

Her back arched sharply, her fangs already piercing her lower lip. "You lowly she-wolf, you dare speak to me in that tone? Get on your knees right now!" "I, Camille, only kneel to the Moon Goddess who nurtures all of creation. As for you, what the hell are you? Do you honestly think you're worthy?" I shot back.

The crowd stilled as if the goddess herself had commanded it. The first priest’s lips thinned. “You think your defiance shields you, Alpha? You are bound by the Moon’s decrees as much as the lowest wolf. The girl is ours. Release her, and perhaps the goddess will yet bless your war.” Luna’s laugh was low, humorless, dangerous. “Bless my war? You insult me, priest. Crescent vale does not need temple blessings to crush its enemies. And selene is not yours. She is mine.” The words cracked like a whip across the courtyard. Gasps rose. Some wolves bowed their heads, others exchanged uneasy looks. The claim was absolute, primal, undeniable.