Keepers Of The Moon Novelas e Histórias

Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am. Every night, when the moon rises high in the sky, I take a moment to thank the moon goddess for the gift of my family. Selene, with her bright smile and curious nature, always finds a way to make me laugh. She has this incredible ability to see the beauty in everything, and her enthusiasm is contagious. Kingdom, on the other hand, is my little protector. He has a kind heart and a strong spirit, always looking out for his sister and me. Together, they make my world complete.

I assured her weakly. “I mean it Lunaya. The Luna-mother made it very clear, we are to guard only. Can you be trusted with this?” she admonished me. “I won’t go inside, I swear it” I replied, giving my tone the extra firmness that Elaine was chasing. After seeming satisfied with my response, she continued, “Okay then, two more she-wolves from Tri-Moon have come to guard. They are currently running a small perimeter. They seem capable enough, but under no circumstances are they to be left at the cabin alone. Understood?”

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

I inquired, my curiosity piqued as I turned to meet her gaze. The moon goddess regarded me with a gentle smile, her eyes shimmering with ancient wisdom. "Orion was not meant to keep you in his palace until you were his mate," she explained, her voice soft yet firm. "It is my duty to ensure your safety and well-being until the time is right." I nodded, understanding dawning upon me. "I see," I murmured, a sense of gratitude swelling within me for her protective watch over me. "You are a descendant of one of the first wolves I ever created, a royal lineage that must be protected," the moon goddess continued, her tone solemn. "And until the bond between you and Orion is sealed, you are safest h

**MOONILIA** In Moonilia, the emissaries returned with good news and some words with which to pacify the Moonilians. They even brought some gold dust from the Grand Sisters of Divinity to help them last a little while longer. The bad news however, was the fact that the Grand Sisters of Divinity had told the emissaries to relay to the people of Moonilia, that only the almost dead moon goddess had the power to save them. And that the key to their being saved lay in the hands of a werewolf who was soon going to face her death and transformation. The problem with that however, is the fact that said person was not aware that she holds the power to save the entire world, along with everything else

Jin, the Moon Guardian replies. The Moon Guardian lives on the moon with six creatures that are cursed to be with him until he finds his bride. Jeon, the nine-tailed fox. Jimin the white cat. Yoon the white wolf. Hyun the white bear. Joon the white owl and Heeseong the white horse. They were all white and they all shine because if they don't, the Moon will just be a dark place. When these Moon Creatures go down to earth, that is where a meteor shower happens.

Kai exhales slowly, the sound jarring against the happy cheers around him. "As you can see," Theron says, pulling Kai's focus back, "the moon is at its peak." He glances at the sky where silver light spills down like liquid. "You know what that means. How will you protect her when everyone loses control? When the male wolves are driven by desire and decide to hunt? Will you fend them all off?" "I’ve taken precautions."

The Keepers were not a pack, nor were they rogues. They were an ancient organization older than the Northern Territories themselves. Their purpose...Was the protection and control of certain bloodlines. Bloodlines capable of awakening powers tied directly to the Moon Goddess. Draven's expression darkened as he continued reading but most of the remaining pages were destroyed or torn out deliberately. Only fragments remained, but one line caught his attention immediately. "The Silver Moon Bloodline remains hidden among the descendants of..." The rest was missing or ripped away. Draven cursed under his breath.

Now, they kneel before the Circle of Elders—not the old council formed by age and tradition but a new one, chosen from every tribe, from every surviving path, selected not for how long they have lived but for the depth of their wisdom and the truth in their eyes The Old Keeper stands in front of them, raising his staff high as his robe catches the morning light, the fabric shimmering with memory and meaning as he nods once, slowly and solemnly "Let it be marked," he says, his voice steady and loud enough to echo across the valley, "This day, under full light, that the Moonstone Keeper, Talia, and her bound Guardian, Bran, are now crowned Peacekeepers of all tribes—not rulers, not lords—but k

he replied grimly. I turned slowly. “So it’s true.” His jaw tightened. “Yes.” Something cold settled in my chest. “Who?” “Some elders. Some warriors.” His eyes darkened. “Elara.” Of course. “She believes the prophecy refers to you.” My heart stuttered. “What prophecy?” Ronan studied my face for a long moment, as if weighing how much damage the truth would do. Then he said quietly, “The Moon Goddess spoke of an Omega born under suppression. A wolf hidden among humans. One whose awakening would either unite the packs… or destroy the hierarchy entirely.”