Keepers Of The Moon Novels & Stories

* > *Its author has finished speaking. > *Now the world must write its own ending.*> The pages continued turning, each revealing a new sentence: > *No Guardian may protect the world forever.* > *No King may rule forever.* > *No child remains a child forever.*> Finally... the last page appeared. Unlike every other page, it held only four words: > *Choose your successor wisely.*> Silence returned. Killian looked toward the Moon Goddess. "What successor?" She slowly stood. "The Keeper of the Moon."

“You’re giving your blessing too, right? How do I even do it? Like, ‘Congrats on your vagina gremlins, happy they’re here?’” Kaidon choked on his spit, doubling over with laughter. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes as he cackled. “No! You just say something about the moon goddess protecting them!” he managed between laughs. “And I’ll be there, but it’s really only the Luna’s blessing that they want. You’re the one they see as a gift from the moon goddess, Zarek. Lunas are the peacekeepers of most packs.” I rolled my eyes and mumbled, “Explains why my last packs weren’t peaceful.” My thoughts drifted for a moment. “Uh, have you heard anything new about Kane?”

but I couldn't reach it. "Nadia? You look terrible. Where's your healing power?" Kaleb rushed over, his face etched with worry. I shook my head, avoiding his touch. "What did they say? How are things going?" "Beta Malik from the Blood Moon Pack filed a complaint. He said that the healing sigils you engraved into the Moonstones are forbidden hexes stolen from their ancestral tombs. They are calling you a 'Soul-Thief.' If the High Council finds the energy signature matches their records, they will exile you!" Kaleb said, handing me a confidential file.

The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything. I looked down at my hands, and they were no longer human. They were claws, sharp and deadly. What had I done? And then, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. A figure standing in the shadows, watching me. Who was it? And what did they want from me? As I stood there, frozen in fear, the figure began to move towards me. And then, everything went black.

Stella's thoughts run on the day they are still in the castle. It is true, the Priestess of the moon Sentinel are the guardians of the earth and water. Meaning Lynx and Lalaine are Stella's protector since the beginning of time. During the vocation and blessing, these two kingdoms ought to protect the moon priestess. One of the reasons why fertility and growth are connected to the moon. The water rises when the full moon and trees sparkle as the moonlight touches the leaves. Yet, they are not together just because the gods dictate them to be. Lynx was known for being a stubborn Prince. He goes against the wishes of the gods as he keeps saying his destiny will be determined by him alone, so h

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

They are getting closer. Just as Ash breaks through the tree line a fire ball crashed into the earth right next to him. He quickly jumps to the side and throws his head up to the sky. The moon is beginning to cry again and it's tears are like fire balls crashing into the earth. They are unpredictable where they land and they have no remorse for the casualties they cause. The falling fire balls light up a path for me and I can see smoke rising from the town square as more screams fill the night air. Not only are our people fighting for their lives, but now they have an uncontrollable flame bouncing all around them making it so much more difficult.

As beautiful as the sensual curves of her body appear in the soft glow of the moon and stars, this is hardly an appropriate time for mating. "I have a plan," whispers Orchid as he pulls off his boots and socks. “Care to share with us?” Kane asks. Orchid is now completely naked. She is a silver goddess in the moonlight. I can't help but let my eyes roam over her exquisite body - the sumptuous swell of her round breasts with their perpetually hard, suckable nipples. The widening of her fertile hips below her slim waist. And, of course, your beautiful pussy. She turns to me, eyes shining. “Truk, your fangs are the sharpest. I need you to make me bleed. "

The crescent-shaped birthmark on her collarbone throbbed with a gentle, steady warmth—not the burning, agonizing heat of the curse, but a calm, resonant pulse that mirrored the steady thrum of Kael's heart beside her. "The Keeper said we have until the next full moon," Selene murmured, looking up at Kael. "The moon rises in three nights. If William secures the allegiance of the neighboring Elders before then, the Arch-Hunter won't even need to tear the walls down. The council will hand the pack to him on a silver platter." "Then we don't let him finish the court," Kael said softly. He turned to face her, stepping close enough that his warm breath brushed her cheek, cutting through the biting

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.