Kata Bijak Gerhana Bulan Novels & Stories

Jake nodded. “Until the next full moon.” Rhiannon told him. “Until the next full moon.” Jake said as he came around to see Ashur holding a glass of water. “Are you ok?” Ashur asked him. Jake sat up nodding. He had a lot to think about. He wondered what the Moon Goddess meant by Felan and Keyne being more than pack leaders. He took a sip of the water Ashur handed him before saying, “The Moon Goddess is really with Felan.” “That seems to be the case.” Ashur replied.

"A coin for a kiss. It's a good deal." Summer put the coin in her bag carefully while Ginga grabbed the album and brought it near her. He put it in her lap while Summer was confused. "T H i s... a l b u m... h a s... 1 5 6 4 ... c o i n s." He calmly told her. "What." Summer looked down at the album and then at Ginga. "You have to only kiss me 1564 more times."

It is the best way to find your mate. Alpha James continues. “This year will not be a ball like normal. The guys and girls will be separated right before the moon rises. Since the moon starts the ceremony, it’s only right the moon starts the hunt.” He pauses at curious whispers start up again. He raises his hand to quite them down. “The girls will be in a huge clearing waiting for their mate. The males will be blind folded and sent into the clearing to track their mate’s scent. The girls will be able to run if they want to make it more excited for the males.

Not only that, but it was a blue moon. A shiver went down his spine as he started walking back in the direction of his cabin. He didn't know why but he felt like he was being watched. It was only a few minutes until the feeling was confirmed when a bush rustled a few feet away from him. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed around. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary and he let himself relax just a little. He closed his eyes and opened up his ears to listen to the world around him. Evander waited a few minutes and that was when he heard it. A cry. It was soft, barely audible, but he heard it. Immediately, his feet ran in the direction of the cries. He ran deeper through the woods until h

The entire pack knows the risk Barto is taking. He leaves under the cover of the night. I watch him as far as I can, which isn’t far. I send a small prayer to the Moon Goddess for her blessing of me and my mission. She sent me back and gave me a second chance to improve the lives of these people. I hope it means that she watches over us and helps us where necessary.

His wolves flanked him, the air around them crackling with restrained violence. The rogue leader stumbled backward, his confidence faltering for the first time. “Luca…” Luca tilted his head, slow and deliberate. Dangerous. “You have three seconds to explain why you’re in my territory.” The rogue leader straightened, his bravado returning. “We came for her.” He motioned to Raven. “She’s Moonborn, isn’t she? You know what that means.” Luca didn’t blink. “I do.” “Then you know we can’t allow her to live.”

I grabbed Adele's hand because she was slowing down our pace as we ran, and pushed her into the broom closet I found, pulling the doors shut and holding it. "That wolf is moon mad, did you see the eyes?" She whispered, I could feel her heartbeat as we huddled together. "Yeah I know obviously. That's why I said to run Adele," I deadpanned, closing my hands as I held on to the door tightly. I had read about moon mad wolves in my training with my mother. They were wolves that had gone rogue, and we're unable to shift to their human form. They were deadly, and it was best to stay away from them.

Every movement, every gesture, was an intricate dance choreographed by the mentor, a symphony of control amid the chaos of feral instincts. In the moonlit clearing, Jessica's silhouette swayed to the rhythm of newfound mastery. The mentor's guidance was palpable in the air, an unseen force sculpting Jessica into a vessel of lunar prowess. Each leap and twirl held the echoes of ancient techniques, secrets passed down through the lunar lineage. The bursts of perplexity in her training were the whispers of a moonlit sonata, a melodic blend of grace and strength.

It was as if she was meant to be by his side. She did not know how to explain it better than that. But she knew that she was not here for anything else than begging the guy for mercy. “Thank you all for being here tonight. The moon festival is a time for joy and celebration. It’s a time to give thanks and adoration to the Moon goddess. It is a time for those who don’t have mates to find their partners. It is a time for the light of the moon to wash us clean from our sins and make us new again. Tonight, we celebrate! Tonight, we become one as a pack! Tonight, we live!” He exclaimed, and everyone cheered at the top of their lungs.

They’d talked through everything—everything The night of the Blood Moon Festival had been chaos cloaked in celebration. Colton remembered drinking from the chalice like everyone else had, and then the next thing he knew they had found each other but his stomach felt like it was turning in on itself. He hadn’t known someone had tampered with them. He’d felt off almost immediately—his senses dulled, thoughts clouded, and then… nothing. Just flashes. Trees. Stars. Her body. Her scent. Heat and hunger. And then darkness.